Crawler

Chapter 25

After the movie Harry decided to take me home. "So he just left?" Harry asked me. "Pretty much." I replied as I looked at the dark road. "That's pretty rude...Ian isn't...Uh abusive is he?" He asked.

"God no! Ian has never put a finger on any girl!" I stated quickly. "Okay okay. Sorry I didn't mean to ask that...So, do you and him argue a lot?" He asked.

"Well yeah, we're best friends." I said. Although Ian made it pretty clear that he liked me more than a friend...

"Don't all best friends argue?" I asked him and Harry only gave one nod. "Haven't you ever argued with your best friend?" I asked. "Me and my best friend aren't on best terms." He replied.

"Sorry."

"No need for an apology...Turn here right?" Harry asked. "Yeah. Then you need to turn..Oh wow I'm almost home." I said. "Oh yeah. It was quick huh?" He smiled.

"Very actually."

We made another turn and I saw my home. He parked the car and as the engine died the only thing audible was the sound of the crickets.

I looked over at Harry who was already looking at me. "What?" I asked. "I don't know...There's something about you..." He replied.

"Like?"

"Mysterious...Secrets maybe? I don't know I feel like I know you yet I don't." He confessed. "You believe I'm keeping something from you?" I asked. "Not from me. From everyone." He said.

I stared at him before a small smile appeared on his face.

"Your weird." I said. "Yeah but you like me anyways." He replied. "That I do." I smiled. He leaned in and gave me a kiss on my forehead before pulling back. "I'll see you monday. I promise I'll text you tonight." He said.

"Okay. See you." I grinned before getting out of the car. I walked around the car and up the driveway to the front porch. I pulled out my keys and unlocked the door and walked into a quiet warm home.

The air was not only warm but also filled with the smell of food.

Burgers?

"You guessed right cookie." I heard Ian say from the kitchen. I walked into the kitchen and he was setting down two plates, each had a burger on them except one was a cheeseburger which I assumed was for me since cheeseburger is my favorite.

"Why?" I asked. He gave me a strange look. "Why what?" He asked. "You were just pissed at me and now you gave me a new nickname and made me dinner...Are you trying to ask me out? Is this like a date or something?" I asked.

"No. Jamie-"

"Are you trying to get me in bed with you?" I asked and his face turned red and he looked down at his thumbs that were brushing over one another. "No...I wouldn't...Okay look, I think that maybe we should just forget about tonight okay?...Come sit. And eat." He said as he sat down.

I stared for some seconds before sitting down next to him. He had his head bowed and I bowed my head as well as he began to say grace. Something he or me rarely ever did.

"Dear lord bless our food and we thank you for putting a roof over our heads and I thank you for protecting us and the people that I love that I pray for protection over. Amen."

"Amen."

He took a bite of his burger and I grabbed mine and held it up to my mouth.

"So why did you make dinner? I thought you were pissed." I said before taking a bite. "I'll tell you why but only if you take a bite of that burger." Ian said.