Irresistible

Mark is a friend - Chapter 21

Chapter 21

Mark: " Talk about what? "

His blue hair smoothed back and smile in the corners of his lips were distracting me from why I came in the first place.

He probably noticed I was staring at him and he smiled wider.

Mark: " Georgia? Is everything okay? "

Me: " Yes. I came to talk to you. "

Mark: " Got that. "

Me: " Harry and I.... "

I was hesitating. He looked away and smile faded from his face.

Me: " We're together. "

He wasn't looking at me. His face expression stayed the same.

Me: " Now officially. "

Silence. I was waiting for reaction. Something. Anything.

He looked at his hand and cup he was holding. His face looked older and prettier because of his frowning.

Me: " Mark? Can you say something? "

His voice was monotonous.

Mark: " You came to see me just to say that? "

Then his eyes fell on mine.

Me: " Well not only because of that. I wanted to see you. "

He nodded looking at the cup in his hands again.

I wanted to break that aura because I felt like suffocating.

Me: " I know you don't like him but I hope you're fine with this because I really like you and I don't want to lose you. "

He smiled a little and added: " You're not gonna lose me. "

I smiled feeling relief.

Mark: " I haven't seen you yesterday. "

I realized what he wanted to say. Since we've met Mark and I had a ritual. Every night before we go to bed I pass by my window and he by his. We did that accidentally once. And we smiled at each other. Since that day we do it every day at about 10 p.m. . We smile at each other and go to sleep.

Me: " I slept at Harry's. "

His eyes went distant.

Mark: " Oh. "

I could hear he wasn't happy about that. I was feeling like a bitch because of this whole situation.

Mark: " Will I see you tonight? "

Why is he doing this to me?

Me: " No. I'm gonna stay at Harry's for some time. "

He nodded again. Like I was killing him right there just by my decisions and words.

I changed the subject and we continued talking. I feel like I managed to raise his mood a little.

We talked about stupid, not so important, stuff like we always do. About Sophie, about school and movies.

...

I was hoping Harry won't be mad I stayed longer than I said I will.

Security let me in and I found him in his room laying in bed looking trough the window at the back yard. Harry's yard was fabulous. It was big and grass was perfectly mowed. There were a lot of flowers and it was reaching the limit of paradise.

I said carefully: " Heey. "

He flinched from his thoughts and said: " Finally. "

I smiled and said coming towards the bed: " He didn't eat me, you see? "