The accidential Hacker

Harriet is a struggling painter.. One day she accidentially hacks into someone computer and it turns her whole life upside down

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14. A song for Zac

 

 *Harri POV*

I sit down at my desk and check my emails. I had been painting all day, and just finished getting ready to go to dinner with Zac. I am skimming through administrative notices, when there is a knock on my

door.

"Ben, I didn't know you'd be coming by today!" I look at my best male friend in surprice, giving him a quick hug.

"Who are you all dressed up for then?" He raises an eyebrow. I was wearing a flowing white maxi dress with flowers. The cross over neckline just shows the crease between my breasts and the chunky heart pendant on my long silver necklace sat just between them. I left her hair curly after the shower but tied it

up in a loose bun. My silver sandals just peeked out from below the dress.

"Actually". I can't keep it to myself any longer, I need to share with someone and I can trust Ben. "Do you have time for coffee?"

 "For you always sweetie". He sid grinning, and we went into the kitchen, he sat down as I made us each a cup of coffee. "So tell me what has you wearing dresses 'and looking all happy". He looked at me questioningly. "Or should I ask who?"

I grin and blush, I had told him about talking to Zac, just not that it had evolved past friendship.

"It's him, isn't it? Zac ?" He asked and I nod. "Has he also taken away your ability to speak?" He said grinning.

"A little bit," I giggled, handing him his coffee. "Ben, I had no idea. I mean, I knew he is a fantastic

actor, but he's just amazing. Charming and so thoughtful, and romantic, oh my god you have no idea". I cut off when Ben put his hand up. I sigh. "He's just fucking perfect!" I blurt out. "Except for the tiny detail of going to Canada on Sunday. And staying there for 2 months." I look down.

"I can see how that would be a minor problem. But a workable one, right?" Ben look at me, I know he is happy that I have found someone.

"Honestly, I don't know. It really scares me. I haven't told him that, but it does." I say, feeling down again, it just seems like such a long time, and I don't know how to do it.

"We don't all cheat, Harri. Heaps of couples even lives in different countries and they make it work. especially in his business. He'll be back again soon". He says softly.

"I know. But he's him. Everyone wants him, and why wouldn't they? I want to trust him, I'm just not sure about the rest of the world". I say theatrically.

Ben laughs softly. "You can't trust the whole world honey. But if you want this you have to trust Zac." He thought for a moment, apparently looking for a happier topic. "Where has he been taking you for dinner?"

I told him about the costume party and the restaurent and how kind he had been after Liz's miscarriage. The rest of the details I am keeping to myself.

"He's a keeper, Sweetie. Have you seen your face light up when you talk about him? That is the way I want a woman to look when she talks about me" He tells me, squeezing my hand.

I blush a little and smile. "Well then I hope I can keep him."

 We finish our coffe, Ben tellin me of his last disaster of a date, before we hug goodbye and he leave, and I get back to checking my mails before leaving for Zac's house.

I see an email from Lizzie. She is doing OK, she and Jake had had a rough couple of days but physically she is going to be fine. There had been some minor complications and she was having my mum stay there so Jake could work. 

 I chuckled, imagining the 2 of them living together again. I am so relieved that Liz is going to be OK, although I can tell even in an email that it will be some time before her heart heals. I long to tell her about Zac, we always shared every detail of our lives and it felt wrong to keep it from her. But I know

Lizzie needed time to grieve though, and when she is feeling a bit brighter I look forward to giving her the exciting news in all its glorious detail. Maybe not all of it, I blush at the thought. 

 A little voice in my head kept mocking me. What are you going to tell her? He's so besotted with you he went to another country? Oh, long distance worked so well for me the last time I thought I'd give it another shot? When he breaks your heart, it will be your own stupid fault for being so vulnerable.

I push it back down. This is different. Zac wasn't Dean. He really wants to be with me. Yeah right, he barely knows you. Stop it Harriet, don't do this to yourself, listen to Ben, he is after all a man.

 

Just after 5 as I walk back up to Zac's house, I get a text from him. 'Had to go pick up,some things love, the key is under the door mat, just lock youself in, I be there soon. Love Zac'

 I bent down, picking up the key, sending him a quick reply. 'Okay darling, I found the key'. I lock myself in, putting my bag on his bed.

 I walk downstairs, going into the living-room, finding myself standing by the small piano he has in a corner, reminding myself to ask him if he plays. I used to play when I was younger, but I haven't played for years.

 I wanted to be a composer to, but I had to choose between playing or painting. I sit down and start to play, thinking he will still be out for some time. I am not really playing anything, just letting my fingers find the keys, making their own music, making up as I go. Suddenly realising I am playing out my feelings.

 

*Zac POV*

I am intrigued as I open the door slowly, hearing the piano playing softly. I stand at the door for a few moments, leaning my head against it and closing my eyes. I don't want her to stop if I open the door, I don't know the music she is playing, but it is mesmerising.

I open the door almost silently and stepped in. I know she will see my reflection in the piano once I get to the end of the short entrance. To my surprise and delight she sees me immediately and rather than freeze she smiles at me and keep going. 

 I sit down on the couch and watch her intently. Her dress flowing down to her feet, and since this morning she had let her hair out, it fell in those gorgeous unruly curls I love so much. The way she sat at the piano was like nothing else I'd ever seen her do, her back is straight and she look completely relaxed with her fingers dancing over the keys. 

When she finished the song she turned to me and I smile. "Just beautiful," I say softly. "I never heard that song before, but it is haunting".

 "Oh it was nothing, just something I made up as I played, I used to play, but gave it up for the painting. I was thinking of you as I played". She says softly, looking down.

 I walk over, sitting down on the stool next to her. "My darling, that was so beautiful, I'm almost lost for words. Thank you so much for sharing it with me. I feel honoured."

She looks down at my hands now in hers.. "I named it just now, for you. Everything but time."

I lean over and kisss her mouth softly and slowly. When I looked back to her, I know my eyes are glistening. "Darling, I could never give you anything close to the gift you've just given me. I apologise if this is too soon, but it feels right. I love you, Harriet."

That was her undoing and tears fell down her cheeks. I pull her in close and after a moment she pushes back to look up at me again. "I love you too, Zachary".

We sit for a long time in a comfortable silence. I simply don't know what to say, but having her do this just for me made my heart swell, I don't know how I am going to be without her.

 

 

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