A Dream

7.

I thought it was inappropriate to tell him again that he wouldn't have had to pay for me , so I kept quiet myself. As our pot reached the peak, it stopped and we could see quite a big part of the town. Everything looked so calm from up here, the bright lights , the loud sounds ... Suddenly nothing was important anymore. The wind messed up our hair and for just one moment the earth stopped turning. Just him and I . Him . I looked across to him . Harry looked into the dark , enjoying the incredible view. His black coat looked like my father's. They have the same taste in clothing. I couldn't help but smile . He turned to face me . "Over there are our houses. " he said pointing in a certain direction. "Possibly. " I said . From that far away I couldn't see anything. I should've brought my glasses. He just smiled and our pot started moving again. What a pity . We got off as we were back on the ground . "What now ? " he asked . "Hmm... I don't care . " I answered . "OK, then wait here. " Harry ordered . Now he'll just leave me on the festival. Great, thank you. He could've just said that he wanted to go home or didn't want to hang out with me anymore. Whatever. I decided to stay where he told me to wait . A short while later he came back holding strawberries covered in chocolate. "Yeeeeaahh!" I shouted while making a strange sound. I ran over to him and grabbed one of the strawberry - things . "Well, seems like I guessed right again? " he said proud. I just nodded and started to eat the strawberries.