HEIGHTS

nine

I successfully went through this hole week and couldn't wait, to pack my stuff and crash at Jess'.

My mother finally allowed me to stay at her house, after ages, but my dad was not really keen of the idea.

Jess and I talked about many things, like her birthday and boys, except of Harry. We already fought because of him. "Daisy told me she saw you and Harry." Great, Daisy was someone, you couldn't forget. "Yeah we only had lunch together." I let her know, but something about her face, told me, that she didn't believe me. "I swear." She rolled her eyes, "Leticia he is an almost married man." I nodded. Wow, thank you, as if I didn't have a clue. So eating lunch, was apereantly, something like, stealing a fiancé? And only because, I fancied him, it didn't mean, he did the same.

"There is nothing, he only thinks I'm cool.." There was not even a spark of hope in me, that made me believe, that he would find me attractive.

At 9.00 p.m we already went to bed. Jess' dad complained about us, being too loud. She instantly fell asleep, as soon as, she shut her eyes. Only I was left wide awake. I could hear her dad snoreing from here.

Suddenly my phone buzzed, a text message.

I think I changed my plans for this weekend

It said, it was no one other than Harry. I took a look at Jess who was rolled up on her bed. I would like to meet Harry again, but what about Jess? Was he really worth it?

He is an almost married man.

Her voice repeated itself in my head. What would I tell her in the morning, if I decided to leave? I pressed my head on the hard pillow, and collected my thoughts. I shortly replied with 'Ok' he could fill the blanks. Why was I even arguing, whether to go or not? The chances of us actually ending up together were at 5.5 percent. And as if he really wanted to hang out with me.

Can we meet tomorrow?

He asked. Oh so his plans got cancelled and I had to replace his friends or whatever for a while. I wouldn't go, I would tell him to never text me again and just stay here with Jess. It didn't bother me, that he looked so hot, when he wetted his full red lips with his tounge, or that his long fingers, that he always tugged his hair back with, would feel amazing on my thighs. Or his constant frown, which made him look like a bad boy, or his dimple, that made him look like an angel at the same time. I didn't care, that he had the sexiest voice and accent in the world. I didn't care that someone, who looked like a Greek god, wanted to see me.

Yes

I gave up. Damn it! How could I resist his English charm?

I felt sorry for Jess, but she would forgive me, I would only tell her, that my dad wanted me to get back home. Believable story.

Just as the sun went up, I made myself ready. "Where are you going?" Jess mumbled half asleep. "My dad told me to go home." No reply from her. I tiptoed outside, where I met her dad, Mr. Shabrowski. "You leaving?" He asked, while he lit up his cigarette. "Yes I have to, my dad." And he nods. I say goodbye and than rush towards the bus stop. Harry asked me to pick me up, but since, it would have been too risky, I said no.

He told me to meet him at the park, next to the diner. Good, that they didn't open, Daisy would have been the first one to see us.

My eyes darted to the familiar male, who resembled Adonis. "Hey." I smiled and hugged him. "Where are we going?" I interestingly asked. "To the zoo. It wasn't my idea." He told, my eyes spotted the woman, who had the spot, where I wanted to be. "Oh hey Josephine." She waved at me, and attached her hand with Harry's. Even better, I got to play the third wheel.