In-between

Chapter 11

“Harry sweetie, have some more lasagna.” My mum offers him and he shakes his head.
“I’m extremely full, Maggie.” he declines sweetly and I glance up at him but he was so engrossed at the food on his plate.
“What about you, Naomi?” my mum once again smiles and Naomi nods her head rapidly.
“Honestly, your food is so yummy, I know I can’t stop even if I want to.” she giggles and Harry chuckles at her comment.
“You’re a cow, Naomi. God knows how much you eat but you manage to stay thin somehow.” Harry wonders out loud and everyone takes in a breath.
Naomi just smiles and kicks his shin under the table, “It’s called eating disorder asshole, plus I have exceptions when it comes to something I have to put into my mouth.” she mutters and I chuckle when I saw Bruce’s eyes wide at her swearing.
“Still, we both know food is not the only thing you put in your mouth.”
“Okay, who wants dessert?” I interrupt before he makes a remark that will scare my mum for life.
Bruce, mum, Naomi all cheered loudly and chose a flavored pudding.
“You don’t want one?” I bend down to gather the plates and Naomi helps me. He just shakes his head his attention was merely on his phone and that annoys me more than it should.

I just nod even though he can’t see me and made my way to the kitchen to bring out the desserts. I didn’t know hooking up with Abby can make you this cocky and arrogant. He hasn’t personally acknowledged me this evening since he opened the door for us and I want to confront him why.
Shit, I’ve been thinking about him a lot more than I should and the thought gives me Goosebumps. 
“I will help you with that.”Naomi chuckles as she took the chicken leg from my hand and returned it in the fridge while grabbing the pudding of their choice. “Are you thinking about Dylan again?”
“Surprisingly, no, it’s Harry this time. I can’t get him out of my head. He has been giving me the cold shoulder ever since we came and for some reason that bothers me to no end.”I confessed and she casted me a confused grin.
“What did you expect honey, you blew him off last night.” She reminds me and I bit my bottom lip.
“I know, I know.” I whisper and shrugged it off before I took the dessert from her and forced myself to go back in the dining area.
“Are you sure you don’t want this darling? I made them from scratch.” My mum tried persuading him into having a dessert.
He swallows harshly, shaking his head and folding his hands in front of him, fiddling with his fingers, “I…uh…I’m okay.” His response was blank. He noticed me watching him and saw that my attention was clearly directed towards him. Whatever compelled him to act this way is somehow connected to me and it kills me to know that I can’t do anything about it.
I try to be polite as I can; feeling bad for him even though my face contorts with fear.
“I’m sorry… Harry can I talk to you for a sec?” I ask him gently.
“No-“ “Please Harry don’t make this anymore difficult than it is, just a few moment and you can decide if you want to ignore me.” I laugh nervously surprising him and everyone else.
He doesn’t bother to seem fazed, raising an eyebrow as he says, “No I won’t. I just have a limited time to catch up with someone who considers me a friend.” he said sarcastically.
I swallow again, and he raises his hands to rub his eyes, feverishly. He watches me carefully as I murmur, “About that harry, I can explain-“
“Amber,” I hear him interrupt me again and I sigh.
“Please just say okay for once in your life.” I beg him and I can see my mum giving me a confused look and I tell her I’ll explain later through my eyes.
“Okay.” he finally gives in and I smile relieved that he’s willing to talk so that I can explain what’s been bugging me all day.
We make it outside on the porch when his voice travels, “What?”
I raise my dainty eyes to gaze up at him and he has the coldest expression one can pull.
“I think I should apologize about last night,” He looked away, across the front yard to the rows of houses in the neighborhood and I could tell he was about to tell me something when a certain blonde caught his eye.
He stares at her as she makes her way to the stairs of her front door and closed it behind her. She haven’t looked up yet but when she does I’m pretty sure she will catch his gaze and that would be the end of our barely there discussion.
He looks back at me and I caught the flash of annoyance. I don’t know if it’s directed at me but it gave me chills when I learned that Harry can be intimidating.
As expected the bimbo looked up and immediately noticed the head full of curls that belonged to the man in front of me. When he followed my gaze and landed on her, his face split into a huge grin and he waved her over. I stare at her as her face immediately recovers from the shock and made her way from across the street excitedly. 
“Hey.” he greeted her first when she landed on the last step of our porch and she smiled up at him her dirty little hands wrapping around his waist.
He has forgotten my presence as I watch him tuck a wisp of hair behind her ear and leaned down to whisper something in hers.
I had to clear my throat 3 times before the both of them seem to snap out of their little bubble and start to take in their surroundings.
“Oh hey Amber didn’t see you there!” Abby exclaims and I refrain from rolling my eyes.
“Clearly.” I mutter and they both shot me a glare.
“Can we finish talking?”I direct my attention back to him but he was busy staring at the girl in front of him to care about anything that comes out of my mouth.
“Will you come over? My mum just left the house and it’s empty.” She murmured sexily, my eyes were still fixated on him waiting for an answer.
“Um…I can’t. Sorry but once I make sure Bruce is asleep I’ll come over, is that okay?” He sweetly asks and it reminds me of the text he has sent me before he showed up.
She took a deep breath and I resisted the temptation to butt in and try to persuade him not to go.
“I worry that you won’t be coming.” She was rubbing her hands across his chest and the look on his face was heartbreaking. “I mean, someone might keep you in.” She pouts.
I considered what I should do to get her off of him but his voice snaps me from my scheming, “I will come; I promise.” He began and the words pierce through my heart.
Why is this bothering me so much, maybe because he was ignoring me and chose to talk to this… this hooker instead?
God, this is getting out of hand, my thoughts are disturbing and I hate to feel this pang in my heart when I saw the attention he was giving her.
That’s it, I Miss Dylan and seeing Harry all over Abby reminded me of all my fantasies I had of me and him in the same position and more.
After giving him a sloppy messy kiss on the lips she went back to her house where she told him she’ll be staying on the edge of her seat. He followed her with his eyes until she made it across the street, up the stairs and closed the door behind her.
He finally paid me some attention when he turned around and stared at me expectedly. “I think you wanted to apologize.” He reminds me, his eyes fixated on mine and it makes the hair on the back of my neck stand.
“Yeah, I’ve noticed you’re mad at me and I’m sorry.”
“What exactly are you sorry for?” He scans my face.
“Is that even important? Why can’t you be a normal person and just accept my apology huh?” I took a deep breath and continued, blabbering to cover what I actually wanted to say.
“Why are you so difficult every time? You have this…this need to make things complicated and it bothers me that you think this is the only way to resolve things.” I looked at him standing in front of me and instead of replying to me he just shakes his head and opened the door to get back inside.
“Why don’t you just go ahead Harry, I’m sure she’s expecting you, She’s probably over there naked awaiting your presence, Why don’t you go over there and I could take care of my own brother.” I remark before he could make it all the way inside.
“Why do you sound like me going over there bother you?”
“It doesn’t.” I simply retaliate.
His eyes widened when I said that.
“Then stop talking about it like someone who cares.” He snaps and slammed the door shut behind him.
I turn around to gaze at the stars and sigh to myself, what is wrong with me? He’s right, if I don’t care that he’s going to her then I should stop acting like I do, Do I care he’s going across the street? I don’t know.
I begged him to come outside with me so that I can apologize even though I completely blew him off the night before and I did it again.
My mother once told me the line between Hate and Love is messily made.
The problem with that statement and my situation is I don’t hate Harry. I don’t care enough to feel any kind of emotion actually and now that he can’t seem to get out of my head it confuses me even more.
I think I should take up Naomi on her offer about girls’ night out and enjoy casual one night stand. But that’s not me, and even though I may come off to people that I’m some girl who likes random sex here and there I’m actually a virgin and I hate to give it up to some guy I probably won’t see again.
I don’t know for how long I’ve been standing out here but when I turned around and saw Harry opening the door, I decided I should get back inside.
“Bye.” with this simple word he made his way across the street and up her porch to her front door. When she opened and embraced him into a bone crushing hug I forced myself to get inside and try to get rid of the thoughts that seemed to creep in.