Harry has a blank look on his face as I yell at him. He examines all my movements. An amused smirk slowly develops on his face. The hardness of his expression was almost scary.
"Aren't you going to say anything?" I break the silence.
"Why? I love pissed off Eleanor." He walks passed me towards the car and starts swaying his hips back and forth, dancing in the middle of the parking lot. He is being so care free and playful. I wish he acted this way when he isn't under the influence.
I consciously start laughing hysterically. Harry turns to me with the biggest, brightest smile. His eyes glow under the lamp post by his car.
"El, I think I've lost my car keys." He laughs like it's no big deal.
"What? Are you serious?!"
"As serious as I can get donut." Did he just call me 'donut'?
"Donut?"
"You know.. Because Donuts always make me happy when I'm sad. They are always there for me. Kinda like you Eleanor. Alcohol as well.. Makes me forgetttt" he stretches the words out.
"We need to cut down on alcohol and get you more donuts then." I smile.
"Keys." He remembers.
"No no no Harry. I am NOT going in again and neither are you!" I cross my arms.
"So what are we gonna do?" He leans against his classic car and rests his chin on both of his hands trying to act all cute on the opposite side of the car
"Sir? Did you leave your keys behind?" A voice travels behind me. A bearded man with a freckle on his neck and a black leather jacket holding Harry's car keys and he is surprisingly not drunk! His face seems so familiar but I just can't remember where I had seen him. NYU? The store? Does he live by us? StarBox? The hospital? The hospital. It's Liam. The way he held his lips together and the way he looked at me was a dead giveaway. The same person that hit Harry with his car.
Harry takes the keys from his hands and thanks him as he laughs hysterically. I push some hair behind my ears take the keys from Harry's hands.
"Please go in Harry."
"Okay. Okay." He laughs. I'm not so sure what is so funny to him but he seems very pleased. With that, Liam and I are left alone in the middle of the parking lot. I am almost a hundred percent sure that he has no idea who I am.
"Liam." He reaches for a hand shake.
"I am aware."
"Excuse me?" He twists his face into a look of confusion.
"You are Liam, you were in a car accident about a month ago?"
"How the hell did you know?" His voice gets louder and he takes about three steps back.
" The man you just handed the keys to, is the same man you hit."
"What?" He whispers. "Are you mad?"
"No sir, the weird thing is that the condition I had seen you in, I didn't think you could make it.. Sure enough I made Harry drop the complaint against you in court." I look down. "Well I'm just glad to see you alright." I look up and smile.
Liam looks at me like I'm crazy. I'm not so sure what he is thinking but he doesn't say one word. Instead, he shakes his head and runs back in to the diner.
"Li-" I try to call his name but he just keeps on running.
"What's taking you so long donut?" Harry comes out of the car.
