11. Chapter 11
I helped him work on his motorcycle as we continued to talk.
He was so right about it being slow around here--No one had shown up since I'd arrived!
My job was handing him things--Which he'd have to explain exactly what they looked like before I touched anything.
There were so many tools!
So, as I sat on the workman's stool, I watched him, my head resting in my hands.
I had learned about a few tools and now felt like an expert, but really I was still a complete amateur.
Harry continued to work past sunset and I helped him as much as I could.
When it was about nine-thirty, he got up yawning.
"Ok, I think that that's enough progress for tonight." He said as he strectched. "I still have to take you home."
"No," I said honestly. "I drove here, I can make it home."
"But it wouldn't be nice of me to make you do such a thing." He says. "Leave your car here, let me take you home and then I'll pick you up tomorrow morning and you can come to work with me."
I smiled. "I don't want you to get in trouble."
"Trust me, Cody won't mind." He says.
My smile widens. "Alright then Mr. Styles, take me home."
He grinned and then slung me over his shoulder, my green tank-top and blue jean shorts being exposed to all of the grease and oil stains on his clothes.
I giggled as he carried me all the way around back to his car, placing me in the passenger seat and buckling me.
"You know, I can buckle myself." I say smiling.
"I know, but I find it cute to do to you." He said and I smiled.
He got into his car on the driver's side after shutting my door.
He started the engine and I leaned a little towards him.
Smiling, he wrapped an arm around me and began to drive.
"I like it when you visit me," He says. "It makes my work-day go by faster."
"I'm glad." I say happily.
He kisses my forehead and drives to my house.
Pulling into the driveway, he cuts the engine and we un-buckle, just sitting there.
I snuggle up to him, which is something that I've never really done to any guy before.
"This is all new territory for me." I said as Harry wrapped his arms around me. "I don't know anything and it scares me!"
"Don't let it scare you. You'll be fine." He says kissing my forehead.
I pull away from him. "I've never felt this way about someone before, Harry. Something about you is different than all the others. Something about you is changing me into a different person and I don't know why!"
He looked into my eyes. "Madison, it's alright, calm down."
"I'm scared." I say, honestly feeling scared.
"Sweetheart, don't be." He says. "I'm here and I won't hurt you."
I trusted him.
For some stupid, odd reason, I trusted this guy.
We had met just a short while ago and I trusted him.
Not onely that, but I'd fallen head over heels for him.
How could one guy have such an effect on a person? Was this even possible?
Well, it must've been because here he was, making me feel like I was a thousand feet above where I should be.
Harry clearly had something about him that made me so weak when I was around him, I just had not a clue of what it was.
As we got out and he walked me to the door, he softly kissed my cheek and then told me goodnight.
I watched him leave and then I went inside.
The house was quiet and the lights were all off, so I thought that Josie was in bed.
As I walked up the stairs, I heard noises coming from her bedroom.
After a few seconds, I realized what the noises were and I slowly bac away.
She had brought someone home and hadn't told me about it.
I quickly escaped into my room before I heard her scream.
Flinching, I walked into my bathroom and got ready for bed, knowing that I better turn in early....If I wanted sleep.