"The A Team" written by Ed Sheeran was now playing on the radio. My favourite song. Becca was sitting on the passanger seat next to her father, that amazing man called Joseph, and Alekai (Rebbekah's young brother) and I were sat on the two seats behind them both. Alekai was only eight years old. He was the sweetest thing you could ever imagine in your life. He was really smart aswell. I think Pappa Joe, as we called him, was taking Alex to a friend's house or maybe to a tennis match, I didn't have a clue. Not that I cared that much either... So basicly, Becca and I were texting each other so that the others weren't able to hear nor know what we were commenting about. This was because Rebbekah had met a guy on her trip to LA the past three days and maybe did a little bit more than just talk. She was telling me they both kissed at a party and shared phone numbers so that they kept in touch later on. And actually, they did. She was sharing their conversation with me via Watsapp. It was more or less like this...
"Terrance- Hello love"
"Rebbekah- Hi there handsome"
"Terrance- How's it going?"
"Rebbekah- Everything's fine here. What about you?"
"Terrance- Better now that I'm chatting with you..."
And all things like that. This is why she fell so hardly in love with him. I couldn't find the logic in all this. Otherwise, they should have met after the party in person to socialize or something before exchanging phone numbers so that they got to know each other better. Or at least that's what I'd do... Anyway, it was her life and we had a sisterhood I wasn't going to break. She knew herself as much as I did to take that she fell in love too fast into count. I could and would help her with some advise, not that I had much experience or anything when it comes to boys but I'd share my point of view from the outside. And she'd have her's from the inside. If she wanted to listen to me or not, that was her matter.
Apparently, Pappa Joe was leaving Alekai after lifting us to the cinema because we were already there. Becca and I, both got out of the car and said goodbye from outside. We got inside the movies and searched for the ticket seller to buy tickets. If only we hadn't been so late.. Becca looked at the watch and glanced at me. Inmediately, she ran to the place where they sold tickets and bought two. She had a credit card as her birthday gift which she used to have a cash discount.
We already had the tickets in our hands. I stared carefully at the starting hour and then quickly at Rebbekah's watch. Then I shouted "Omg, we are late ! Run to the second room !!" and did as I said. There, we delivered our tickets and entered. About two metres and a half apart from us was a woman handing two sunglasses in her hand. Those were 3D glasses. It was a 3D movie. It got better and better as the time past by. I was so exited ! Already inside the room, we could see the last ads were playing on the big screen and were separated into blue on the right and red on the left side of the picture. Becca and I sought for our seats and sat down. There we were, comfortable and with our glasses on watching the long ads. Waiting for the movie to start, I decided to randomly take a look at the seats before us. I went from left to right. When I was getting to the middle, I noticed a face that looked familiar. I could barely distinguish who it was. After a few minutes trying, I found out who it was. It was him, Harry ! What was he doing here? Oh my God, I couldn't do this. I had been a whole week sick and next I know is that I meet him at the movies. Oh, great... ! Destiny is incredible.
All these thoughts about my relationship with Hazza and me avoiding him were comming to my head. All at the same time invading me little by little. I freaked and ran out of the room to the toilet making a small shout. Becca heard and ran after me. In the toilet, I looked at myself in the mirror as I usually did and tried to put my thoughts in order not to loose calm. My best friend appeared as quick as I stood there, infront of the detailed reflection. I told her I was messing everything up and that I was sorry but I couldn't come out there again. Harry was sitting only three seats before our's and I just couldn't help to look. She, as the best person I have in the world apart from my family, told me to calm down, breath deeply a few times and to consentrate in having fun. Also, that I should enjoy the movie, not be preocupied about others' possible reaction. Becca repeated this once more and I finally concluded to accept the advise. Aparently Harry heard my shouting or something because when we came back he was no longer there. However, there was a boy he was talking to when I looked at him. I didn't know him, as far as I could recognize his face.
