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Chapter 67 - Harry

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                                                            ●•Harry•●

Even though it made no sense at all, since now Lana knew about us as well, Scarlett didn’t want Angel to find out about me and her yet. She hadn’t said it out loud, but it was implicit by the way she pulled away quickly when the little girl unlocked the bathroom door. Lana seemed to understand as well, and didn’t ask for further information as she stood up and walked silently to the kitchen.

When Angel came back, Scarlett was slumped over the arm of the couch, eyes focused on the TV screen and face shut, lacking any kind of feeling. She was good at that, actually; pretending to hate the whole world. The way she ignored me made me feel like it was real, like I should try to push her buttons again. Staring at her I felt like I had to fight for her once more; back to zero, and that scared me so freaking much. I didn’t want us to go back to what we were.

I had her now and I wanted to keep her.

Angel cut me off of my thoughts when she jumped next to me on the couch, eyes pitiful and a coy smile I quite couldn’t understand. That until she moved her head towards Scarlett and voiceless said “I’m sorry”, when the truth was that I was the one supposed to feel sorry for her; for wanting something to happen when it already had and she had no idea of it. Poor girl.

“Kirs!” she cheered then, patting her leg and making the big one turn around with that priceless smile she had specially for Angel. “What’s wrong with you today? You’re so quiet.”

Scarlett sighed, shaking her head dismissively and squeezing Angel’s hand, still resting on her thigh. “Just thinking, love. Tyler’s still at the plane by now; I’m worried about him, you know?” the girl nodded, squeezing the hand that was holding hers back with that assuring smile that everything would be just fine. “He’s gonna stay long away, and it’s just a bit different.”

Despite the clear sadness and the concern in her voice, I could tell she was fighting back a smile, trying her best not to look at me because I was sure I was beaming like an idiot by now. My stomach was turning at the thought of those two weeks ahead, especially now that Tyler was physically out of the country, nowhere near to make Scarlett worry about anything. I simply loved the thought.

Before I could get any suspicious, though, I stood up, leaving the two of them alone whilst excusing myself and going after Lana at the kitchen. I could still listen to the girls talking in the living room, and could still see them as well, but I felt like I was giving them more privacy, so I didn’t bother.

Lana smiled at me when I reached her; she was busy with dinner, yet, so I silently took a seat on the small table that unbelievably was able to fit in the tight room, watching her do her job rather satisfyingly. For a few minutes, silence was all we shared, and it was okay, really, but Lana was starting to get uncomfortable with it, apparently. I gave the first step.

“So, why do you think she doesn’t want to let Angel know?” I asked, watching as she kind of sighed in relief, letting the pot on the stove as she walked over to me and took a seat across the table, eyes closed for a moment and face falling for a bit in what I thought was disappointment. She shook her head.

“Kirsten is complex,” she explained, looking at me now, almost the same pitiful look her daughter was giving me. “She wants to be with you, and that’s obvious, always has, but she genuinely thinks she’s going to mess it up eventually.” And Lana was so sure of those words I couldn’t help but arch a brow. How could she possibly know that? “I’m not a psychic, Harry,” she then pointed out as if reading my thoughts “but I know Kirsten well enough to know she’s not able to see a future. She’s kind of blind when it comes to anything else besides Tyler. She can only see a future with him, because she’s attached to him God knows why,” I do, I added mentally, but stayed quiet “and it’s hard for her to let go of everything, you know?”