"So, do you do this a lot?" Harry shouts, clearly out of breath as we go up the next street, running as fast as we can. He's quite a bit behind me and tripping over his own feet, so I slowly come to a stop.
"I don't know." I reply with a slight grin plastered on. "Once in a while, I suppose."
He giggles and grabs my hand in his. He stares at me for what feels like eternity and I see the curls in his hair begin to fall down his face.
"Chloe, can I take you somewhere?" I believe the smile on my face answered for me, as we began to walk without another word. My hand still placed in his, my head staring down at my shoes, and no noise but the sound of our breaths in perfect harmony.
It's quite rare to hear New York this quiet. After all, it's a city. There's always the cars and the horns and the screams and the shouts. But right now, with Harry, silence has fallen upon us.
The sun has set by this time of day, and the lights from the city are the only thing keeping us going. Our feet step one by one in the chalky sidewalk until we come to a stop.
"I'll race you to the top?" I hear him whisper in my ear. As the lights from the city are now faded dim and far in the distance, I cannot see what the top may be. I cannot see what's in front of me. But, before I could say anything, Harry was far head of me. I chase him in the moonlight until I collapse right into his arms at the top.
"Where are we?"
"My absolute favorite place. In the whole world." I take a look around. The stars above us now shine enough light to see what's around me, but all I seem to find is grass and a couple stones scattered. I look up at him, with curiosity in my eyes. "We don't need to talk about it just yet. Just come with me."
He leads me through the grass and up to a ledge and then sits right down. I sit down next to him and I see his smile brighten up just a little bit.
As time passes, we're now lying on our backs staring up at the sky. It's a quiet night, and we've both stayed silent for a long, long time until Harry speaks up.
"So, Chloe, tell me about yourself."
"There's not much to tell. My name's Chloe. Chloe Jane Ross. Um, well, I'm eighteen. Freshman. Um... I live in New York. Lived here all my life... how about you, Harry?"
"Chloe Jane Ross, that's a beautiful name, you know? I once had an aunt named Jane. She overdosed a while back, but that's a whole other story. So, Miss Ross, tell me more."
"It's your turn. I've done my part."
"No, Chloe. Tell me who you really are."
I turn over onto my stomach and run my hands through my hair. I take a deep breath as I'm beginning to get frustrated with this boy.
"You wanna know who I am?" I begin with clear annoyance in my voice. "I'm Chloe. I'm just Chloe. I'm no superhero, or model, or some crazy billionaire. I'm just Chloe. A skeleton with some skin and some hair. I like to drink coffee and read Shakespeare and just be alone. I hate daylight. I hate spiders. And I hate being interrogated by cocky college boys." I roll my eyes and turn away. Harry now sits up.
"Well, Chloe Jane Ross, you sound very fascinating to me." I ignore him and stare straight up at the sky. "I think I'd like to get to know you a bit better."
And with that, I couldn't help but grin. That stupid boy with his stupid words and his stupid charming smile. I couldn't help but fall for him.
Little did I know just how hard I'd fall.
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