The boxer and the bitch

Chapter 26 - I have cookies

"The breaks have failed!"

I take a good second to register what he just said. 'The brakes have failed'? Huh? It's too dramatic for me to comprehend. Feels like shit as such only happens in movies.

"Are you sure? I don't think that would happen." I scrunch my nose at Harry for emphasis. As pretty much expected, he turns to give me a straight face and that's about it. "Okay, so, what are we gonna do? Drive reckless on the streets until we crash on a tree, the car would break down and we'll spend the night in a cabin or something?"

"As much as I would like to commend you on your imagination, I'll have to break it off that life isn't so interesting, sadly. We can simply slow the car down and get off it. I'll just have to drive to the garage where I will also drop you." He sarcastically throws in, murdering every bit of my creative skills with one monologue but it's doesn't bother me somehow. Has his accent always been this pretty?

We drive in silence and I do what I do for my 'car window times'- ponder. No, not about my life, my job, my home, and all that good o'l shit, that's not very important right now. They don't bother me as much anymore because of my brand new revelation. Who would I be kidding if I said I've not found Harry to be supremely attractive since I've ever known about him? I'd be condemned to hypocrisy and a very bad taste in men, I know. I don't recall any moment that I have been looking at him and not been starstruck. I'm just good at being discreet.

But it wasn't before- I don't even know- a little while ago that I've wanted his attention. Quite a negative way to put it. It's like I've had some privileged moments with him but I was just grateful to be able to breathe the same air as him but now that he does feel real and not someone I can never reach, I guess I've become greedy. Just a tad bit.

Even admitting to myself was so hard. Crushes don't come easy to me. I've rarely had 4-5 in my entire life of 21 years (celebrity crushes excluded, of course) and even those didn't last more than a couple of months. Nobody ever interested me enough to act as a motivation for me to make a move. It was just a 'gazing from distance thing' and that's itself where it all ended. But I don't want to just look at Harry.

I want to talk to him as much as I can or better yet, have him talk to me. I want to even spend moments of mere silence with him, look at how his expressions morph according to what he's thinking. I want to know what he's thinking.

"I think we should start slowing down, we're nearly there." He continues looking ahead as he mutters. Okay, I may also want to touch him.

"What are you doing?!" The car swivels as he shrieks when I jab a finger on his jaw, feeling my bones rattle painfully as I am in awe. That hurt like a bitch, wow. The vehicle is back on balance like nothing happened but weird thing, Harry isn't slowing it down. Not even when I see Rex waving at us outside the garage with a smile and his smile fading while he awkwardly waves as we pass him. Wut.

"Why aren't you slowing down?" I inquire, looking at Harry in confusion. Not that I mind him deciding to spend more time with me but shit got random. Only I am entitled to do it.

"It's not like I'm not trying!" He huffs. Ouch, broken dreams. However, as soon as I register what he meant, my head frantically turns to him.

"What in the world? Why isn't this bloody thing slowing down?" I smack the dashboard, pretending that I'm not excited. How mundane is life now, Sir Harry?

"Don't physically and emotionally abuse my car, she's doing her best!" He gives me an offended look while constantly trying to reduce the speed or hit the breaks. Now I really want the car to be hurt. "What the hell is happening?"

"I don't know, we can drive till the fuel finishes?" I suggest noticing that he's getting frustrated. I don't really mind my idea.

"I got the tank full just this morning." He huffs but I can't seem to see anything bad about that. Oh right, pollution over crushes. "The city isn't safe for everyone to drive a reckless car like this. We need to go on the highway and try to control it there."