Ugh. Mondays. Hopefully this week would go by quickly. I look at the clock and it's 7:45! That's the time I usually leave! Crap. I quickly brush my teeth, throw my hair in a messy bun, didn't put on any makeup, put on athletic shorts and a T-shirt and rushed downstairs. My mom was waiting for me in the car.
"Why didn't you wake me up?" I asked.
"Sorry, I thought you were up getting ready."
It was 7:53 by the time we left. We had to be at our first period class by 8. And I still have to go to my locker.
My mom dropped me off and it was 7:57.
I walked really fast(we can't run) to my locker. And somehow managed to get to my class on time.
"Wow Anna you look um, great?" Ashley Tillet said to me in a sarcastic tone.
"Sorry not everyone waked up at 3 in the morning to get ready Ashley," I said back.
All my classes were so boring.
I texted Brian last period to see if he wanted to walk home with me, but he said he had football practice. Great looks like I'm walking alone.
I started walking and then I hear thunder. That's good.
Then out of nowhere it starts pouring. Just my luck.
I see a car stop next to me. Someone got out of the driver's seat.
"Anna, get in c'mon!" A boy said. I still couldn't make out his face.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"Harry," he said while laughing. I walked towards his car and into the passenger seat.
"Thank you so much," I said once I got in.
"Anytime, really I mean I can take you home from school anytime," he said.
"Oh no it's ok, I like to walk."
"In weather like this?" he asked. I laughed.
"I didn't think so," he said with a smile. Then I remembered how horrible I looked because I woke up late today. Shit.
"I'm sorry for my appearance," I said and laughed.
He looked at my from head to toe. "I think you look great," he said.
I smiled. He actually seemed like he was telling the truth.
"Oh crap, I'm out of gas. Do you mind if we stop somewhere?" he asked.
"Oh no, not at all." I said. He pulled into a gas station and got out to fill up the tank.
He quickly filled it and got back in the car. We got back to my house and my mom's car wasn't in the driveway. She must not be home. I quickly looked down at my phone
Text from mom:
Urgent business trip! Should be back Friday! So sorry xoxo Mom.
"What's wrong?" Harry asks.
I show him the text.
"I mean, I can stay here until like 9:30 tonight if it makes you feel better."
"No Harry I couldn't ask you to do that," I said.
"I want to!" he said. What do I say? Yes? Would that be weird?
"Are you sure?" I asked.
"100%" he said.
"Ok then, let's go." I say and get out of the car.
We walk into my house and I immediately sit on the couch. Harry just kinda stood there.
"You can sit," I say.
He sits down next to me. I try turning on the light but it doesn't work.
"Power must be out," I say.
"That's just great," Harry says
"So I guess we can just talk?" I say.
"Umm tell me about yourself," I say.
(Not his actual life story. Made it up) "Well I grew up here, but not in this neighbor hood. My sister is in college. Who knows where my dad is, and my mom is my mom. Now your turn," he says.
"I grew up in this neighborhood, I don't have any siblings, no idea where my dad is either and you know my mom." I said.
"Dads suck. I know I'll be the best one ever," he said. I felt so bad.
"I know you will be too," I said and smiled. He looked up at me with a look that I've never gotten from anyone.
He smiled and laughed. "What are you laughing at?" I asked.
"Nothing, it's just you're different from any other girl that I've liked," he said. Wait he just said he liked me.
"You like me?" I ask while blushing
"Oh shoot, that was not supposed to come out of my mouth," he said.
"No no, I like you too."
He smiled at me. He slowly leaned in, I leaned too.
Our lips met and I immediately felt a spark. He put his tongue in my mouth begging for entrance and I gladly accepted. We started making out instantly and his hand were on my waist and mine around his neck. He pushed me onto the couch so I was laying down and he was on top of me. Once it started getting heated, the lights flashed on.
We both stopped. What do I say now? Was he gonna say something?
Nope. He just leaned in again and we started making out again. It's now probably been about 4 minutes. He moved his hand in my shirt and started going up my back. I think he was trying to unhook my bra. That's where I had to stop him.
"I'm sorry Harry, I just haven't done that much yet. And we aren't even a thing, it just wouldn't be right."
"No, I'm sorry. I mean I kinda look at us as a thing though. Not super official but somewhat. You ok?"
"That sounds perfect." I say and smile