8. Shocking Request...
Harry dragged me out of the room by my left hand. I to run so he wouldn't pull my arm off. We ran past many security guards and the were all shouting at us.
"Slow down you brats!" One man said. He was dressed in a suit and tie with gold encrusted buttons on the jacket. The man seemed to be in his 40s or 50s and he had a very stern expression on his face.
I soon recognized him for who he was as we kept on running. This man's voice was all to familiar to my wickedly sharp sense of hearing.
His deep voice could have belonged one man. Simon Cowell. I gulped as Harry stuck his tongue out at Simon.
Simon glared at both of us, mostly Harry. After that, it wasn't long before Harry and I were outside. The cool crisp air rejoiced as we walked threw it.
He looked down at me, smiling. His bright white shone under the moon sky. His curly hair flew in the wind, dancing on the top of his head. "Do you want to go out on a date with me?"
This request came as a bit of a shock. I stood a moment thinking about if it would be a good idea. Then I smile back at him, "There is nothing I'd rather do more."
With that we walked off towards town.