Curly Cats

Some Nights

A/N: Have some really awesome news! I’m doing my first show as an actor with my school! ^-^ This is really exciting for me because not a lot of people get in shows as a first year actor especially a decent role like that one I have! We’re doing Twelfth Night by William Shakespeare and I’m playing Feste, yes it’s a guy role but for some silly reason we don’t ever have enough guys in our Drama Department…. Anyway! Here’s the story! Hope you enjoy! ^-^

 

Ch. 29: Some Nights

“So what should we do today?” Harry asked me as we walked on the side of the side-walk. He was famous after all but we hadn’t told anyone we’d be in town. Still precautions must be taken.

“Well I was hoping we could grab a bite to eat then check out a book store I really wanted to visit, also there are some art museums that are around we can check out as well!” I said happily turning to him.

“An art museum?” He asked shocked.

“Hey love me or leave me, but art is amazing!” I said sticking my tongue out at him.

“If you do that again I will grab your tongue.” He said with a smile and cocking his eyebrow.

“Oh really?” I said and I stuck at my tongue. Then quite shockingly without even hesitating and before I could pull back, Harry’s fore-finger and thumb held between them my red tongue, previously colored by a slushy we had split earlier.

“Goss!” I said pulling my tongue away from him. “I have no idea where your hands have been!” I ran into the Starbucks we had in front.

It was pretty nice and empty which I loved, because generally the Downtown shops were packed. 

“Can I get an iced coffee with sugar and cream?” I asked the bistro.

“Was it really that bad?” Harry asked with a smile as he came up behind and draped his arms over me and snuggled his chin into the top of my head.

“Yes, your hands were weirdly salty, which was disgusting, and I just really love iced coffee!” I replied grabbing my cup and taking a sip. I realize that you can put your own cream and sugar in it, but people who do it for me always do a better job. “So book shop?” I asked to rolling eyes.

As I was trying to read over a book I found that looked interesting I couldn’t help but be distracted by a pair of green eyes that kept peering over.

“What?” I asked putting the book at my side.

“I’m Bor-ed!” Harry moaned at me.

“You’re an adult! You’re supposed to be bored.” I smiled and resumed my reading. I soon heard the flipping of pages and looked up once more to see him carelessly flipping through. When he noticed me looking he took a thoughtful pose causing a smile to spread on my face. “Fine then… let’s go to the museum.”

“Are you sure? I don’t want to feel like I’m bothering you or anything. Take your time!” He said hugging me. I slowly felt him getting tighter…

“Harry!” I shouted lowly.

“What?” He asked still holding me.

“You’re squishing me…” I mumbled.

“Am I really?” He said still holding me with a mischievous smile, and all of a sudden with a tilt of his head he placed his lips on my cheeks and blew making a fart sound on them.

“Harry!” I squealed, twisting away and wiping his spit from my cheek. “Why are you so mean to me?”

“I’m not mean to you! You just over-react sometimes, and it’s just so cute.” He said lifting my chin up, this caused me to blush uncontrollably as his green eyes locked with my dark brown ones.