Billie Jean [h.s]

13

I gulped loudly.

Daddy and I making full eye contact while I awkwardly smiled at him.

" Who's at the door?"

" Um. It's just the twins asking if I could come and play." I nervously say looking back at the door and then at him.

Daddy blankly stared at me as I still stood over the door with an awkward smirk plastered across my lips.

"I think I should get going down the street before mama yells at me again." I suggest as he turns his head back to the tv.

I quickly slide the door open squeezing my way through and slamming it shut, so that no one could get a glimpse of the boy on the porch.

Once making it to my porch I was faced with the milky skinned boy with a glimpsing smile dancing on his lips.

" What the hell is wrong with you!" I uttered furiously grabbing his arm and pulling him from my porch and away from my house completely.

If Tony saw him, he'd go insane.

"I couldn't wait to see you again by accident. So I went to find you on purpose." Harry confesses as I looked back at my home making sure no one came out.

"First of all, how did you find me?" I whisper as I dragged his arm further down the street trying to make a distance away from my home and us.

"Well, you told me your neighborhood when we first met and I just asked around." my daisy friend admits yanking from me softly to stop us from moving.

"Harry you can't do stuff like that. Not around here." I warned crossing my arms looking up at the beanstalk boy.

"Well, why not. I couldn't stop thinking about our time together. I had so much fun with you, Billie Jean."

His lips turned up to a small grin and I couldn't help, but notice the bruising on his bottom corner of his strawberry lips.

I suddenly remember what Tony did and my heart increasing felt heavy.

"Oh c'mon bunny, aren't you at least glad to see me?" Harry asks raising an eyebrow at me and I couldn't help, but feel a tugging at my bottom lip as I smiled at him.

I gazed around at my surrounds before turning back to him.

"Fool that you are." I mumbled with a goofy giggle.

"Of course I am." I say shoving his shoulder a bit playfully only for him to pull me in and place his arms around my shoulders.

He casually guides me down the sidewalk and I snuggled my way in his pit. I, for some reason felt oddly comfortable with him and I'm only starting to get to know em, but he seemed okay to me.

He can't be as bad as my brother making him out to be. Ugh. My brother.

"Hey, I'm sorry." I confess softly moving his arm from around me and turning to him.

"Why sorry?" he asks confusedly as we continued to walk down the street closer to the corner store.

"About what my brother did to you. Sometimes he can be overprotective and-"

" Don't worry about it. I'm fine." Harry interrupts pushing the subject off .

"No it's not fine. Your lip doesn't look too good." I sigh my bottom lip poking out as he grins.

"You know what? I didn't notice how bad it was. You know what would make it feel better?" Harry questions tapping his chin in thought as we continued to walk down the sidewalk.