Duplicity [h.s]

47

When I shot my dry eyes open abruptly, I noticed three distinct things that all felt very unfamiliar to me.

The sky was mural of orange, pink, and blue.

My head was on Harry's warm chest.

And I was being sprayed with water.

I gasped in startle, shooting my body up off his chest I was laying into. I couldn't even see straight to know where I was and what the hell was going on, all I could hear was the sounds of light water hitting us from all different directions.

He launched up too, heavy bags under his eyes while we sat up next to each other in the same level of intensity. With the feeling of grass poking beneath us, I quickly understood we fell asleep on the football field.

And now the morning sprinklers were spraying us from all different direction.

We both looked at each other in tired startle, and when I looked down I realized our hands were still intertwined from last night. Did we hold hands all night?

No time to think about that.

"We fell asleep!" I jump up to my feet from the cold water spraying us in every direction, he does as well. My eyes were burning and glossy from my deep sleep that was interrupted so torturously. We were both completely soaked already.

He grabs his pack of cigarettes off the wet grass and grasps my hand to make a run for it.

"Go!" He shouts over the sounds of the sprinklers surrounding the football field.

I put my free arm over my forehead and ran with him towards the closest exit. I was barely awake, I didn't even know what time it was. We were suppose to be on the bus by five thirty, did we miss it? The sky was still rising like it was very early.

Running blindly through the misting sprinklers, Harry pulls me to the closest set of stairs that were gonna lead us up to a part of the fence. But the second we got to the second concrete step, there was a bellowing shout.

"There they are!" A mans voice came from somewhere, making us both freeze and look up from the bottom of the seating area.

At the top of the flight of cement steps was two police officers and a janitor pointing at us.

"I found them there this morning!" The janitor shouts from the tall fight of stairs.

Game over.

I look at Harry who was drenched, strands of wet hair fanned down in his eyes. He looked up at the police and gave a cocky smile with teeth, making my eyes go wide.

"Don't move!" The police shouted.

They start running down the steps towards us, my heart beginning race. We were gonna be arrested for sure now. I couldn't even begin to process what this meant for the show tonight. Were we gonna make it to Florida if we get arrested for trespassing?

"Now we run." Harry mumbles unexpectedly, yanking my hand backwards so we started running across the field again.

"What!" I shouted in shock. He kept his tight grip in my hand, our fingers intertwined as he sprinted while pulling me along with him.

"Harry!" I objected but was running with him anyway. This was not the best idea, running from the police was gonna make it worse if we get caught.