Midnights.

Chapter 102 - Dreams defy reality.

CHAPTER 102

Harry still looks at me as if he has seen a ghost, not believing those classic three words that I just said. I look at him in the eyes.

‘’You heard me,’’ I say. ‘’There’s no taking back.’’

None of us seems to be bothered by the heavy rain falling on our bodies. His eyes sparkle brighter when the rain falls, and I like it. I love how the green on his eyes become more intense, more beautiful. His long curls stick together because of the water but everything just makes him look prettier.

‘’I love rains. It always reminds me of..’’ I hear him say. Soon enough he kisses me and smirks- I absolutely know where this is leading.

***

And I happened not to refuse his offer.

We did it in the car, anyway, even though we still really wished to be able to do it under the massive downpour. This time we used a protection, so that there is nothing left to be worried about. The wet states of our bodies caused by the rain have wet Harry’s car too, but he doesn’t really seem to mind. We left Dane Valley around 20 minutes ago and until this very second, we both are still breathing unevenly.

‘’How do you manage to keep a pack of condom in your car?’’ I say, my head tripping just around that question. ‘’Did you do it all the time, in the past?’’

‘’No, I didn’t.’’ Harry laughs. ‘’Those girls always wanted to do it in my bedroom, not in a car.’’

I chuckle, ‘’God,’’ I reply. ‘’Why did you take me in this car, then?’’

‘’I wanted something different,’’ He breathes, hand caressing my right thigh. ‘’That’s why I brought the protection for anticipation.’’

‘’Alright.’’ I say. Today is just too beautiful. I take a deep breath and look at the rainy street as Harry rubs my right hand non-stop. Sometimes the car ride is fulfilled by short conversations- the normal ones. It still feels awkward. It still really does. I feel like a girl in high school who just got asked out by a long-term crush. Is this what is called.. being official?

Talking about being official, I remember my friends back in high school when a guy asked them out and they freaked out for the whole night. They would write down the date when their crush asked them out, stick them in their memory very tightly and celebrate it in every month. They called it ‘’monthsary.’’ I don’t even know whether there is a word for that, or if that vocabulary literally exists.

I have resemblances to those mates in high school, however. I was very fond of remembering dates, but the dates I remembered didn’t mark something officially sweet. I mean, I did remember the date Louis first put his arm around me- it was May 14th, 2007, or when Louis offered me Kitkat to reduce my stress- January 26th, 2008. I even remembered the day Louis said that he was a joy-bringer for me. I basically remembered everything. I would mark those days on the calendar on my phone and re-read it almost every night. But never had I got the chance to have a date when Louis officially asked me out.

Not only marking the good dates, but I also did mark the bad dates. Those dates when Louis asked another girl out, or those dates when Louis replied me with cold, short sentences. Out of those dates, the date I really do remember even until now is April the 20th. It was such a really bad day for me, and I call it ‘’Black Day’’. So many people were included in that day- Louis, Rex, Victoria and.. Shelagh.

I quite pinch my eyes close when remembering the hatred I used to feel to Shelagh. I remember hating her on every piece of me, and maybe I still do feel the same to her even until now. If she had shut her fucking mouth up, none of the tragedy of April the 20th would have happened..