Creep

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"Harry, I don't feel comfortable with-

"Honey, just go! I'm right here, okay?"

I feeling really nervous. I'm scared, Harry has his creepy moments just like the rest of us. Except, he could be the nice, sweet, and very convincing psychopath like in those stalker TV shows. (They're creepy as hell)

He took my hand and gave me a reconciling smile. The kind where you just know that he is going to protect you.


That damn smile. I hate him and his good looks. And his convincingness (it's a word, look it up).


We started walking down the path, hearing the grass shift beneath our feet. The trees were embedded with flowers at the roots and birds amongst the branches. It was a really peaceful scene. Then, I saw a picnic table in the distance. There was a basket, some more flowers, and what looked like a romantic spot for two.


"This is it. I came in these woods one day, and just found this spot. I don't know how, but I've come here a lot after-school, and I just felt like it was time for me to share it with you."

I...

I can't right now. This literal ray of sunshine shared a special place with me and I... I can't. I just can't.

"Harry it's beautiful!" I squealed

"I know, and you can see a lake in the distance over there."

"You're right,"

"Ok, sit. I wanna just sit and talk. Just you and me, no Greg, no Allison. Just us, this view, and the cookies and ice cream I brought"

"But you just bought me ice cream from down the street!"

"Doesn't matter. I know you love ice cream," he smiled. 

AGAIN, his stupid smile.

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Her face was so red, she's so cute. I felt like this was a good place to formally ask her out.

I couldn't help but look at her. Her hazel eyes, her black hair, everything about her was just stunning. I noticed she has the faintest little freckles on her cheeks, and she doesn't show her teeth when she smiles, but I still love everything she's got.

I got so distracted I almost didn't hear Katie when she said she heard something.

"Harry. I hear something."

"Wha- What is it? Do you see anything"

"Not yet, but I think someone's coming"

Crap. Just in time to ruin it.

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