23. Bad words
"So, quick question. How do you like Lou always choosing who you can date?"
"Well, seeing as this is my first date, ever. I think he was just waiting 'till the right boy came along."
"It's not annoying?"
"No. One time I actually thanked him."
"Yeah. All the boys at my school knew they had to get Louis's approval. One jerk on the football team asked him after school one day. He said 'No'. But the guy didn't care. When he asked me out the next day, I even asked him. He said, 'Lou said no, but I don't care'. His words after that, I think, were 'I have to have you.' See, I was a cheerleader, and a genius, too. He wanted the whole package, I guess." I roll my eyes. Harry laughs. "Anyways, I told him, 'Sorry. My brother won't let me date jacka**es'." I let out a happy sigh. Then I look at Harry; his eyes are huge. "What's wrong?"
His eyes go back to normal, "Oh, I just don't like it when people cuss."
"Opps. Sorry. Why didn't you tell me?" I playfully shove him.
"Just slipped my mind. It's something I always forget."
"Now I feel bad."
"Maybe if you tell me an embarrassing time in your life. I'll feel better."
"Um, sure," he grabs my hand. I feel my face heat up.