“I really don’t want to go back home,” Harry complained as we walked out of the diner.
“Then don’t,” I told him.
“So what do you want to do all day?” he asked me.
“I never said I was going to join you in not going home,” I said, messing with him a bit.
“Oh come on, please,” he jokingly pouted.
“I guess I can spend the day with you,” I said, causing him to cheer.
“You can help me come up with an excuse as to where I was last night,” he suggested.
“I can try, but like I said earlier, I honestly don’t think I will be much of a help,”
“I bet you can think of something,” he told me as we approached his car.
“I doubt it,” I laughed as I got into the passenger seat of Harry’s car.
“So what do you want to do on this lovely day,” Harry said as he got into the driver’s seat of the car.
“I don’t know, you’re the one who doesn’t want to go home so why don’t you think of something,” I said. “You’re the one who actually knows what is here in this city,” he said back and I just rolled my eyes at him.
“Do you want to go skating at the community rink?” he offered.
“And have everyone talking about a figure skater and hockey player at the rink together, yeah no thanks,” I told him.
“Right, forgot about that,” he said as he sucked in a breath and tapped his hand on the steering wheel.
“Okay how about this, there’s one part of the city that I’ve always wanted to go to, to see what all was there, but Bella never wanted to go and I’ve never had a car to drive myself there,” I said.
“Okay,” he said, “Where is it?”
“I’m not exactly sure, I just know there’s like a big outdoor area there,” I said, “Hold on,”
I got out my phone and typed in the name of the place to map out the directions. I handed him my phone, and then he began to back out of the parking lot and drive away from the diner.
“So have you talked to your dad about getting you your own car?” Harry asked after a few moments passed,
“I mean not that I don’t enjoy picking you up, I just think sometimes it might be easier if we could just meet up places, like today at the diner for example,” he added.
“I don’t know, I’ve talked to him about it but he just seems to continue to put it off,” I said to him.
“He’s really so busy that he can’t take the time to get you a car? Can’t you both just find one online and then you go get it at the car dealership?” Harry asked.
“I honestly don’t know what his plan is considering a car. I feel like he just doesn’t want to get me one because he thinks that I’ll always be out,” I said.
“Well he’s always gone too,” Harry stated.
“Yeah, but I know where he is, if I have a car I can pretty much go wherever I want when he’s not home. He likes the way things are right now because if I leave the house, I’m always with Bella because she’s the only ride I have,” I explained.
“You’re not with Bella right now and you’re not at home,” he pointed out.
“Not the point and he doesn’t need to know that,” I said.
“Okay so what is the point?” he asked.
“The point is that now he thinks that if I’m out that I’m with Bella. With a car he’s thinking who knows where I will be. He can’t stand the thought of someone else leaving him so he doesn’t let me leave on my own,” I said to him, and just as I said that I understood why he didn’t want to get me a car.
I’d never really thought about it until I said it out loud, he doesn’t want someone so close to him to leave him again. Looking at it that way I understand why he doesn’t want to get me a car, but he can’t live in that fear forever. He has to trust that I won’t leave him, where would I even go if I did. I decided that I should probably talk to him about it when I got home now that I think I understand the situation more. “Gabrielle?” Harry said, snapping me back into reality.
“Yeah, what?” I quickly said.
“You okay?” he asked me.
“Yeah, yeah I’m fine,” I answered.
“Are you sure?” he asked.
“Yeah, it’s just that I’d never really though of it all that way, my dad not wanting me to be able to leave the house on my own,” I explained.
“Oh,” he said.
Harry soon changed the subject after a few moments of silence to asking me random questions about what I knew about where he was driving to.
Close to twenty minutes later Harry was now driving up to a beautiful outdoor set up with lots of different café’s and shops that I’d never seen before.
“This place is nice,” Harry said as we drove closer and closer.
“Yeah,” I agreed as I continued to look out the window. “I think you can park over there,” I said to Harry and pointed out an area that looked like it had other cars parked there.
“Okay,” he said and continued driving straight until he needed to make the turn towards the parking area.
Once he had the car parked we both got out of the vehicle and began to walk to the entrance of the small outdoor area. This place was so different than outdoor areas you see in the suburbs of the city of Chicago, but it was still pretty cool.
Harry and I pretty much spent the entire day exploring this part of the city. I ended up buying a few pieces of clothing and Harry bought a shirt.
By the time we were walking back to his car it was already almost completely dark outside. We spent the drive back to my house talking about anything that came to mind, it was a carefree atmosphere and it was the most I’d ever felt so comfortable and myself with Harry.
Unfortunately the comfortableness and carefree I was feeling soon faded as Harry drove down the street my house was on and I could see my dad’s car parked in the driveway.
“Stop the car,” I told Harry which caused him in a panic to quickly press his foot down on the break.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“My dad’s home,” I said and pointed at the car parked in my driveway from the distance away we were.
“Shit,” he cursed under his breath.
“I’m just going to get out here,” I said, “No point in risking my dad seeing me get out of a car that’s not Bella’s,” he nodded in understandingly and unlocked the car so I could get out.
I quickly told him goodbye before getting out of the car and running down the sidewalk to my house. I stuffed the plastic bag with the clothes I bought inside my purse as I approached my house.
Once I was in front of my front door I took out my keys and nervously made my way into the house. I didn’t hear my dad say anything to me; he couldn’t be asleep though because all the lights were still on. I hoped that he wouldn’t be angry at me at the fact that he was home before I was. I’d never been in this situation before so I wasn’t sure what his reaction was going to be.
Surely I could just say I was with Bella and everything would be fine. I mean I’m fine, I still came back home. I made my way into the kitchen where I saw my dad sitting at the counter with a coffee cup in front of him.
“Hey dad,” I said and walked further into the kitchen.
“Where have you been?” he asked me, and by the tone of his voice I couldn’t tell if he was angry or not.
“Out with Bella,” I said.
“Out with Bella? Really?” he questioned.
“Um, yeah,” I said, deciding to stick with my cover of being with Bella.
“Because that’s what I was thinking when I got home and you weren’t here, but just to be sure I gave her mother a call, and you want to know what she said when I asked if you were with Bella,” he paused, maybe thinking I would say something but I didn’t.
“She said that she hadn’t seen you, and Bella had been home all day working on something for school,” he finished, “So do you want to tell me what you’ve been up to all day?”