Was It... Just Me?

The universe will give us a sign

Lola, Emily and I walk out of English, dragging ourselves through the day.

"How was it?" Harry asks from behind me
" It was insane, absolutely loved it"

I notice Lola and Emily's confusion as Harry and I walk past them to fit into the narrow passage.

"What about you, how did you find your movie?" I ask

"It was really intense, like yoh! I was at the edge of my seat."
"I'm so glad"
I smile at him and he returns it.

He then takes out his deodorant. Oh great. He sprays so much I start to cough

"You know you don't need to spay it so much"
"Oh" he says, with a frown
" I mean you smell, amazing, I can literally always smell you from a mile away"
I mentally slap myself as his frown turns in to a smile full of pride.

"Really?" he says with a smirk

I hear Emily making a sound and as I look in their direction I realize they heard. Great. I'll never hear the end of this.
I push Harry in the shoulder
"Hey, don't ruin it"
"Ookay" he says
Ah that smirk
"Next movie"
"The hate you give" he says
"The Darkest Minds"
"Okay"
"Okay" I say as we walk our separate ways

****

"I asked my mom about you, you know"
Harry says in our Afrikaans lesson.
"Oh"
I say trying not to smile
"Yeah, she definitely remembers you"
I laugh
"Hopefully she had good things to say"
I say mentally crossing my fingers
"Yeah, she definitely did, she went on about how sweet and pretty you are"
"Oh, that's good"
I finally breathe and try not to blush
" Your mom is so sweet"
"Shes okay"
"Okay!!? She one of the nicest people I've met, literally I'm all Bar One milkshaked for life thanks to her. She so generous and really hard to say no too"
He laughs
" Really?"
"Yep" I nod"

As the lesson ends we walk to maths
" She also asked if I like you and why I asked about you"
" Really, what did you say" I say smiling
"I said nothing, that was way too much of an awkward conversation" he laughs

I didn't know how to take that. Did that me he liked me or he didn't.
I just didn't know

In maths

"No one ever knows what to get a guy for his birthday, if your not in a relationship"
Gwen says
"That's not true, girls are the ones that are complicated" Peter says
"How? you could get us a chocolate, or teddy bear anything really" I say
"Yeah but your not a materialistic person so it's different"
"No, actually I don't think it is" I say

I get lost in my own thoughts and realize it's Harry's birthday is next week. It's been a contemplation of mine lately.

Should I get him a gift. Should I post about it. Should I just send a message instead. Should I get him something. I mean we spoke about it at athletics and even though we haven't known each other that long, I feel like it would just be rude I have such a deep conversation with someone about their birthday and then act like it never happened.

***
As the week went on Harry starting acting weird. He wasn't his reasonably cheerful self. I didn't ask or push it. I figured sometimes it's best not to.

There I was in the bus, on the way to school, deciding whether or not to post Harry's picture. One that I had screenshotted off of Instagram, considering I didn't actually have a picture of him.

I placed my finger on the arrow and then closing my eyes I let go.

"So I saw you posted" Emily said
"Yeah, it's just a kind gesture"
"Mnnnnk"
"Don't start"
"I never said anything"
"But your face did"
She just smiled
"I can already smell my R 50.00 coming this way"
"Oh please, You wish"
I said with a smirk