Chapter 2

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And so the weekend rolled around. Currently I am in Knox' room helping him with his outfit for his date.

'No, no tie', I tell him, 'it's a party, not a dinner at your parents'.' Knox lets out a chuckle: 'You're probably right', he turns to me, putting a hand on my shoulder, 'Thank you, Harley, for being such a good friend, I wouldn't know what to do without you, you're the best.'

I have to force my lips to curve into a smile: 'No problem.' With that Knox lets go of my shoulder and goes to grab his coat, 'I'm gonna go pick up Chris, but I'll see you and the guys at the party.'

Without another word he storms out of the room, leaving me there alone. Sighing I gather my things and go to my room to get ready.

I chose a simple dress to wear with my converse shoes. As I'm finishing up my hair, I hear a knock on the door. 'It's open', I call out.

The door opens to reveal Neil in a casual yet stylish jacket shirt and jeans. He left the top buttons of his shirt unbuttoned. He walks into my room offering me his usual sweet smile. I offer him a half-hearted smile through the reflection of my mirror. This he seemed to notice immediately as he went to stand behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, resting his chin on my shoulder: 'Harley, why do you do this on yourself?'

'What do you mean?' I ask, finishing up my hair.

'Why do you keep chasing after Knox', he clarifies, 'Even when it's so clearly he's with that girl?'

'I-... I don't know', I sigh, leaning against Neil slightly, 'I just want him to be happy, I guess, and I was just hoping that hoping that maybe he's see that...'

'You're the one who understands him', He finishes, 'the one who's been there all along?'

I nod simply. Neil unwraps his arms from my waist, puts them on my shoulders and turns me around to face him, 'Now listen to me', as he says this, I notice how close he is to me, as he speaks, his breath fans my face. Suddenly flustered I turn my gaze away and attempts to take a step back. Neil seemed to notice this however, as he places his one hand gently on my upper arm and the other under my chin, giving me no other choice but to look the tall boy in the eye.

'If he doesn't realize or appreciate the things you do for him by now, he is not worth the pain.' I could never explain why but something in the intensity of his gaze captivated me, almost even left me in awe.

'then what do I do?' I ask him, in some kind of trance.

'Move on', the hand that was under my chin carefully moves to my cheek, stroking it gently, 'or at least try to, find a guy that does see your beauty, your smarts, your... everything.'

'But I...'

'Look, I'm not saying you have to force yourself to move on right now. Take your time, as much time as you need. When you're ready, I'll still be here for you.'

'Wait, what do you-'

'I should go, Todd'll want some help figuring out what to wear', with that he drops his hands and leaves the room, leaving me momentarily too stunned to react.

*Some time later*

'Hey guys!' Knox greets us, holding Chris on his arm, 'Glad y'all could make it.'

'Ow, come on now, Knoxy, I wanna dance', Chris whines, dragging him away from his friends and onto the dancefloor.' They begin dancing to the loud music, but honestly... all they're really doing is just grinding on each other -_-

I turn my gaze away from the scene and scoff in annoyance. Suddenly though I feel a hand gently place itself on the small of my back. I glance over to see Neil has begun to lean in closer to my ear so I could hear him over the loud music: 'If you want to leave this place, just say the word and I'll drive you back.'

I simply turn to him, looking him in the eyes as I take hold of his hands, 'Dance with me', I say as a slow song begins to play. Keeping my hold on one of his hands, we walk onto the dancefloor. He places his arms around my waist as mine wrap around his neck. After a few seconds I rest my head in the crook of his neck. In response, he wraps his arms around me a little tighter, so that now there is no space left between their bodies.

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