❝ I been doing stupid things,
wilder than I've ever been
you've become my favorite since ❞
❦
"You look happy," Harper notices.
I look up from my sketchbook, letting the smile I didn't even know I had on my face die down. Happy? No. Smiley? Yeah. Sure. But far, far from happy. I only shrug. "I'm seeing Fai tonight."
That grabs Harper's interest. "At the bar?" she asks.
I shake my head. "I'm going to his place."
Harper stays quiet and when I lift my head again to look at her, I see she's mulling this over in her head, her mouth twisting. "Have you two like ... slept together already?"
I have to smile at the modest phrasing Harper uses. "Nope," I say.
"But you're going to? Tonight?" she asks.
I tilt my head to the side, looking at her. "Yeah. Most definitely."
Harper nods, looking away. I see how her hand is playing with a thread on the couch's hand rest. I close the sketchbook, giving her full attention. "Okay, what's up?"
She turns her surprised eyes my way, but I only lift my eyebrows. "What would be up?" she asks me ever so innocently.
I lean forward, my sketchbook now dangling from my hands. "Harp," I say, giving her a pointed look. I'm reading right through her. She can't even hold my gaze.
"I like someone," Harper blurts out suddenly, looking anywhere but at me.
I blink a few times. "Wow, hello! Yes, finally some juicy news from you! Who is it?" I wiggle my eyebrows at her and she blushes.
"It's ..." She shakes her head. "It's not even important because we can't happen."
I frown. "Sure you can. Why wouldn't you be able to?"
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When the Sun Sets
Teen FictionI meet him at the right time. Or a completely wrong one, depending on the perspective you look from. I am not the one to fall head over heels in love with someone and he is not the guy someone should even fall in love with. But there are all the wit...