Palas

31. "I thought you did break promises."

After Harry used my toilet we finally got to leave for this garage where Harry bought his car. I don't have a lot of budget, but if it is around a hundred euros I'll take the damn thing. If only so Harry doesn't have to drive me anywhere.

Being in a car with him is almost suffocating me. He hums along to the music and no matter how hard I try, I can't help but look to his lips. It seems as if he's in his comfort zone when I am uneasy. He thrives on it.

"So what's your budget?" He asks after the song is finished.

"A hundred?"

"That'll be enough," he says and I take a breath in relieve.

"Where is this garage?" I wonder as we take a right, heading for the airport.

"It's in the outskirts of Palas," he answers a small smile appearing on his lips. "About a twenty minute drive."

"Great," I mumble slouching in my seat. I can't really complain with the view I'm having and I don't mean the sea. But still.

Harry keeps quiet for a while and I try to not stare to him. He's dominating my mind at the moment and it needs to stop. My phone rings again and I know it must be James. I let the ringtone finish getting looks from the driver.

I'm probably overreacting to this situation. It's not as if I want to jump on Harry and kiss him right now. Maybe it is what Louis said, we seem to grow closer. We spend every day together and then there are these few moments where I do want him to touch me. It's a dangerous game. And it's not as if I stand a chance in winning it.

Maybe I should just give Rosie a chance and hang out with a girl for once, but as soon as I think it something between a snort and a laugh escapes my mouth.

"What is it?"

"Oh, nothing," I tell him shaking my head, but still grinning at the thought of Rosie. But it isn't a bad idea. Maybe I could hang with Ava or Kate. I like them both. "What kind of shift do we have tomorrow?"

"We've got early, early, short late, late and night."

I turn my head to him with my mouth hanging open. "And you scheduled that yourself?"

"Yeah," he shrugs. "It's not that bad."

I raise my eyebrows at that. It seems pretty bad.

"The early shifts are only from seven 'till three. And the short shift is from one 'till six. Nothing we can't survive together."

And then it hits me. No matter what I do, I can't escape this guy. I work with him, I have to sit next to him all day.

"Is it really that bad? Maybe I can change some things," he starts to ramble at the sight of my face but I silence him.

"It's okay."

"Good, because I don't think I can change it, but I'll make sure you won't have to work so much when your boyfriends visits."

"Thanks," I smile to him.

"If he's coming," he mumbles.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Well you're clearly ignoring him," he says as a matter of fact. "Do you even want him here?"

"Of course I do. It's all I wish for." I might be overdoing it right now, but I can't stop myself. "I miss him all the time, I just rather speak to him in private. I don't want to make you jealous."

"You think I envy your relationship?" He burst out in laughter at that and I wonder if I have to grab the wheel in a second. "I'm so glad I'm not you."