Road Trip (15+)

I don't know where I'm going, and sure as heck don't care. I just need to get out of this town. Get away from the constant drama. I need to live my life. I have to get away before this town devours me. Now, step aside, as I got on a heck of a road trip.

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5. Surprise?

 

I gripped on the steering wheel as Harry and I drove down the road. We haven't spoke since we pulled out of the gas station. I tapped my thumbs on the steering wheel while Harry stared blankly at his phone. There was fast clicking noises that matched the rhythm of his thumbs moving fastly around the screen. I let out a slow steady sigh as I stared at the blank road.

"Why do you want to come with me?" I asked. He sighed and sat his phone down. I instantly regretted asking that. I started chewing on my lip nervously and stared back at the desert road. "You don't have to answer if it upsets you." I said weakly. He shook his head and waved his hand.

"No-no-no, its just," Harry sighed. "do you know who I am?" He asked, looking straight at me. Who was he anyway. I shook my head.

"I-I don't know." I replied truthfully. He looked at me, raising his eyebrow. I felt stupid and couldn't help but blush. I turned my attention to the road and tried to lose the flush on my face.

"It's nothing to be embarrassed about, it's just, I'm just surprised." He said running his hands trough his hair. I shrugged my shoulders and looked at the tumble weed that flew across the road. I looked at my GPS to make sure that I was going the right way.

     Harry turned his attention back to his phone and stared at it with sadness in his eyes. He shook his head slowly and typed fastly again. He chewed on his lip for a second, and then looked out the window. I looked at him for a second, completely forgetting that I was driving. I watched his every move. He let out a shaky breath and made a sniffling noise.

I turned back to the road and made a small turn down the long, endless road. My eyes were on the road, but my mind was elsewhere. What could have made Harry so sad? Why does he think I knows who he is? We just met for goodness sake. I sat here, deep in thought. Who could he be? Some kind of FBI guy? James Bond's son?

"Ali." Harry said softly. I love how my name just rolls off his tongue. He made it sound perfect in his deep velvet voice. I snapped out of my thoughts and was brought back to reality.

"Yeah?" I asked looking at him momentarily. He chuckled and I turned a deep shade of red.

"I wanted to make sure that you were alive, you didn't answer me the first time I said your name." His lips curved into a smiled.

"Uh, yeah. I'm fine, just lost in thought." I smiled. Harry nodded his head and rolled down the window. The wind swept his hair back and made him look like a supermodel. I tried to hold back a laugh and I stared blankly at the road.

"So, why exactly did you want to leave?" He asked seriously. I took a steady breath and my grip tightened on the steering wheel.

"Just- its nothing." I shook it off. Harry looked at me solemnly and stared back out his window. "Uhm, there is a town coming up, I haven't had breakfast yet so I thought that we could stop and have some here." I smiled, changing the subject. Harry pursed his lips and nodded his head. I smiled and we drove down the road until we came across a small town in the middle of nowhere. We passed a few worn down buildings. I looked around, and there was nothing. There has to be a McDonalds or something around here. I finally found a place called 'Pancake Hut'.

"Does that sound good?" I asked Harry while pointing at the bright yellow building. He nodded his head and shrugged his shoulders.  I parallel parked my car and grabbed a tiny bit of my cash and shove it into my pocket. I stepped out of the car and Harry followed close behind. I opened the door, and the strong smell of coffee hit me. It was a nice looking diner, a little run down, but nice. There was bright blue and baby pink splattered across the restaurant. We found a booth and both sat down in it. A waitress, about 20 years old came over to take our order, and looked at Harry star struck.

"You're Harry Styles!" She yelled in a heavy Texas accent. I looked over at Harry wide-eyed.

"Surprise?" He squeaked.

 

 

 

A/N

 

So, the last chapter  was SUPPPPER short, so I am going to write again later to make up for it!

 

Wub you all!

Claire

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