Criminal Behavior

Part 1

      I tapped my pencil hastily over and over again, waiting as I stared at the clock. I could have sworn I we agreed upon meeting at seven in the northwest library, but then again I was making plans with a someone who I caught trying to steal from the science lab. He probably wouldn’t even show up, he just agreed to get out of the cops coming and never had any intentions of helping me with my project concerning criminal behavior. It was a predictable move, because after all criminal are predictable. I didn’t even know his full name if I wanted to report his breakin in the lab. I knew it was Harry, but how many Harry’s are there and other than that I knew absolutely nothing about him. That bothered me, I always loved knowing things.

      I waited a few more minutes before packing up my bags and heading out the door of the library. I was a fairly busy person and didn’t have time to waste. As much as I didn’t want to admit it though I was slightly disappointed that I didn’t get to more about Harry because something about him seemed ever so intriguing.  I threw my bag over my shoulder as I made my way to the bus stop just outside the library, just as an arm grabbed me from behind. It wasn’t aggressive but held just enough grip to make me feel uneasy, and slowly turn around.

     “Gosh, does everytime we meet have to have you sneaking up on me?” I surmised. It was only our second time meeting but it seemed that this was about to become a usual thing. He stood there foolishly looking at me. “And I thought we were meeting at seven?”

     “You got some attitude don’t you?” he grinned and then refocused his point on thought. “I was here at seven but after six only people with student id cards are allowed in, and as we both know I don’t exactly have one”

     My mind panicked as I realized I had forgotten something as simple as that. I never forgot anything. Harry and I could never have regular meetings because one he shouldn’t be at the University he was trying to steal from and two, I shouldn’t be seen with Harry. “I’m sorry I forgot” I shook my head. “I’ll find a better place to meet next time”

     “Next time? We didn’t even finish this time” Harry urged, moving in front of me.

     “I didn’t think about the library being closed to the public and I don’t know where else we could go” I admitted.

     “I could think of a few place” he raised his left eyebrow and looked at me deviously.

     “Like I would go anywhere alone with you” I half laughed.

     “Why not? It’s not like I’m some criminal” a smirk grew upon his face as he finished his line. He even knew why someone wouldn’t want to go somewhere of his choice, I couldn’t help but let out a bit of a giggle. “Okay, how about the lab? I know you don’t want to be seen with me” he added. “and it has everything we need. I place where you can do your work and a window I can clearly sneak in and out of.” he suggested. His idea actually wasn’t too bad.

     “Fine” I agreed. I was never a rebellious child, so this was as close as breaking the rules ever came to me. On paper I was a perfect student, and if this didn’t change that then I don’t see why it wouldn’t be a good idea. Plus I kind of liked the idea of Harry sneaking through the window. I didn’t know Harry and I couldn’t say he would win the best personality award, but I also couldn’t deny his devilish good looks.

     I  took the front door into the section of the university and used my passkey that Mr.Emsay gave me to get into the lab. Once I knew no one else was in lab, I walked over to the back window slowly opening it. Soon enough Harry came sliding through the window slyly.

     “See a piece of cake” he bragged

     “Almost like you never done it before”  I teased and then grabbed my papers, so we could finally focus on my project, the whole purpose of us being together. I sat up on a school well Harry made himself comfortable on the corner of the lab bench.

      “So what's first?” he asked casually.

      “Just the basics” I replied, jotting down some information quickly. “What’s your height?” I asked. I looked at him slowly sizing him up --he was fairly tall and lean, my guess would be five foot ten at the least.

     “I don’t see how that has to do with criminal behavior” he retorted. I gave him a quick glare. “Roughly six feet, but can you tell me what this has to do with criminal behavior?” he asked curiously.

     “I’m building your profile so some things won’t have anything to do with it” I partially agreed with him. “However William Sheldon has a theory most criminals have the same body type” I added.

     “Oh okay, so do I fit the bill?” he smirked as he flexed one of his finely toned arms, causing my to blush slightly.

     “I don’t know, we’ll have to look at other measurements as well” I added and looked back down at my paper, trying to keep my cheeks from turning more red. Harry had a pretty open personality and had an ego that matched the size of his ginormous feet, however I knew that he wasn’t sharing absolutely  everything, he was mysterious and I think he liked it that way. I got to know a bit more about him but nothing much about him as a person, sure I could get him a well fitted tux but as we went through the my first sheet it was all factual. We continued down to the bottom, leaving the whole page filled in with his information except the very top. Something I had completely forgotten about until skimmed over the page, as I double checked everything.

     “One last thing” I stated to Harry, he made his way over to look at my papers.

     “What’s your name?” I asked feeling a bit idiotic, realizing how it came out.

     “Now don’t you think that a bit of a stupid question?” Harry taunted me. “My name’s Harry” By this time he was hovered over me, so close his curls were tickling my ear and his breath sent shivers down my spine.

     “Y-your full name”  I  stuttered slightly as I corrected my poor use of words. He leaned even closer, his lips touching the top of my ear. The tension in the room grew, as i awaited his answer, almost driving me insane. Finally he answered me,

     “Just Harry” he whispered harshly, and he backed away from me as he head towards the window. I couldn’t move, I just sat there and watched him pull himself up and out the window, and disappear into the darkness.

     I finally broke eye contact  with the window and looked down at my file folder and marked it,  Just Harry

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