Equal Ice

I’m a performer, but I don’t act on a regular stage. I dress up in costumes, but I don’t play a character. My stage isn’t one in a theater; it’s clean slick ice at a rink. I don’t play a character, I’m just myself. Sometimes on the ice though, I feel like I’m someone else. Someone who is graceful and beautiful, it’s still me though, just a different side of me. A side that I like much more than my everyday self. Ice skating is much more work than people may think though, and some people don’t consider it a sport. It’s not as extreme as hockey for example. I may not look very tough, but I can accelerate faster than the guys on the racetrack. I take harder impacts than a rider being thrown from a bull. And I handle more G-Force than a fighter pilot. So why just be extreme, when you can be extremely graceful.


61. Chapter 61

Chapter 61

Harry’s POV


The feeling of nervousness was completely taking over me right now. In this situation, most guys would just be worrying about whether or not the parents or aunt in my case was going to like the girl that was coming over. My nervousness right now is completely different from the norm right now.

My problem is that the girl already knows the adult I’m having her meet, the adult just doesn’t know that she already knows her, fairly well actually.

I looked at the time on the clock one last time before finally bringing myself to get up from the couch because I knew that I’ve stalled long enough at the house and I needed to get headed out to Gabrielle’s house. Plus I’d had enough of my aunt coming into the living room every minute and asking if I should go ahead and leave to go pick up Gabi.

As I was heading out the door, I let my aunt know that I was leaving and then quickly walked out the door before she could say anything to me. Looking at the time once I was in my car, I knew I was going to be a bit later than I said getting to Gabrielle’s house and picking her up, but I knew she’d understand. I was trying to stall my time the best I could because the later I got there, the shorter this night would last since Gabrielle had to be back home to finish school work as far as my aunt knows.

As I was driving, instead of barely making is past as the light turned yellow, as I usually did when I was going Gabrielle’s house, I took my time and slowed down at the yellow lights, stopping longer than I really needed to at stop signs, basically doing anything that would involve me stopping my car and taking me longer to get to where I need to be.

I’d soon decided that I had done enough stalling and that I really needed to get to Gabrielle’s house. I knew Gabrielle would understand why I had gotten to her house to pick her up a bit later than what she was told, but I knew my aunt wasn’t going to understand if I came back to the house with Gabrielle a lot later than she wanted.

I made my way into Gabrielle’s neighborhood and out of habit I just parked a few houses down like I always did, even though after I did that I realized I probably didn’t need to right now and it was just going to make Gabrielle have to walk further, but I didn’t really have enough time right now to start my car back up and drive up closer to her house.

I eventually got out of the car and started walking down the sidewalk until I was in front of her house. I headed up the driveway and then knocked on her door. It look her a bit longer than usual to get to the door which had me a bit worried at first, but nevertheless the door soon began to open revealing her wearing a floral dress and a jean jacket.

I also noticed that she had curled her hair a bit tonight and had added on a little more makeup which was a bit different seeing her from her usual straight hair and minimal makeup. She still looked as breathtaking as always though, and I wasn’t sure if I should point out her changed look for tonight or not, even though it looked good I didn’t want her to think that I preferred her this way.

“Hello,” I finally greeted after taking in her appearance, and I hoped I didn’t sound as nervous as I was.

“Hello,” she said back.

I reached my hand out for her and she happily grabbed it and laced her fingers with mine and then shut her front door with her free hand. The drive to my aunt’s house was pretty silent but I don’t think either of us really minded at this point. I didn’t stall with driving as much as I did when I was coming to get her because I knew she would probably take notice and I was already late as it is and I didn’t need my aunt getting angry with me, even though I’d rather have that happen then see her reaction when she “meets” Gabrielle.

I still didn’t know if it was going to be a happy reaction or an angry one, or something in between. I really wasn’t going to know until I walked back into my aunt’s house. I noticed Gabrielle take in a deep breath once I made the final turn into the driveway of my aunt’s house and parked the car. We both turned to look at each other before I unlocked the car and we both got out.

My hand kept brushing against hers as we walked up to the front door. It started out accidental and then turned into me intentionally doing it because I couldn’t decide if I should hold her hand right now or not and I thought that maybe if I kept doing it she’d decide for me.

She eventually intertwined her fingers with mine, giving them a slight squeeze as we stood in front of the door. I slowly turn the doorknob, causing the negative anticipation to rise as I opened the door. I was turning it slowly though so my aunt would hopefully not hear us coming in and wouldn’t come running into the entryway with excitement to meet the girl that she already knew pretty well.

I didn’t hear my aunt say anything as we walked in, she was probably pretty consumed in making sure the dinner table was prefect so she probably wouldn’t have even noticed if I hadn’t opened the door quietly. I guided Gabrielle towards the kitchen, placing my hand on her back to guide her since she was pretty consumed in looking around the house as she walked, not bothering to see if she was still following me.

We made the short walk towards the kitchen and I once again tried to slowly open the door but it wasn’t easy considering how much my hand was shaking. I wish I wasn’t so nervous right now, but I couldn’t contain it, there are so many outcomes to this and I wasn’t really looking forward to any of them, good or bad.

My guess is she is probably going to be confused and mostly shocked and I’m probably going to get pulled into another room so she could talk to me as she attempted to act like everything was completely fine in front of Ben and Gabrielle.

The apprehension and anticipation was now over once I opened the door that led into the kitchen, telling my aunt I was back and then seeing the big smile on her face change into a completely different reaction once she turned around to greet us.

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