Me and harry planned for a movie. We were at the theater.
"I hate horror, but you still want to see this. I hate you too, Ellie." He huffed like a kid, clutching the popcorn tub close to his chest, while eating some.
"Dont worry baby Harry. You'll be alright." I laughed at harry. He rolled his eyes.
The movie was great. Harry was terrified, that is a different thing.
We were now at a cafe down the lane.
But that was not a nice idea to come here.
He was there. Along with the other two.
Harry said to ignore them. But how can I when he is just staring at me like I'm some prey.
"Why don't you fight him back." I asked harry.
"Hes not worth it, El. Let it be."
"You're just a pussy." I snorted and he glared at me.
"He is a nice guy, you dont see it." Harry replied.
Did he just said that?
How is he a nice guy?
After all that he did?
"You sound ridiculous." I said slowly.
