I Can't Stop Even If It's Wrong!!

Chapter 27

Oh yes, he was in this class, with me, sitting a few rows in front of me. They had to merge the two classes because Ms. Carmile needed a helper and a contributor in her Anne Frank play and Mr. Bjòrmen agreed to go with her. So I will have to sit here every week watching his face and thinking about the night before. Great Going Universe! Thank you for that!

"What did i just say in class?" Mr. Kransdorf, strictly asked me and before I could answer an announcement was made that the college hours are being cut short due to some emergency. Everyone grabbed their bags and rushed out like there was an earthquake in progress. Me and harry leave side by side not talking or anything. We silently grab our bags from our lockers and walk out with Liam and Zayn.

"Hey, I have been meaning to ask you two, do you wanna go skinny dipping tonight with us?"  Zayn asks casually.

Me and Harry both stop in our steps as if it had shocked both of us. Honestly, I don't know why he had stopped. I just stopped because it was too sudden to be asking such a question to me. We both look at each other and then at Zayn and a subtle yes escapes my mouth in the form of nodding in agreement.

I look over at Harry and he looked a little pale and terrified.

"You okay?" I ask him taking my keys out and putting the bike key in.

"Yeah..m fine..." He looked at his shoes. He was picking at the hem of his shirt. Is he nervous about something?

"Here..." I leave him a space to take the wheel because that's all my mind could think about in order to distract him.

He looked at me in pure shock and surprise. But it wasn't because I was asking him to drive us back home but because he didn't want to drive. But somehow I convinced him to drive.

"....besides I am gonna be sitting right behind you, so you don't have to worry!" I say as i move him towards the front.

"That's what I am worried about more...I am not very good still, you will get injured too.. and you forgot the helmet too..." he said concernedly.

"I won't..okay. Just-" I urge him to get on the bike.

I take my place beside him as his hands take the handles. For a few miles, he was going slow and doing fine, but I notice his hands were shivering and his shoulders were hunched up tightly like he was forcing himself to do good. I notice that his fingers were gripping the handles tightly making them red. I didn't understand this Harry to be honest, like he is more scared of driving right now than he was of learning before, when the chances of him falling were more probable. I was sitting close enough to reach the handles, so I just grab the handles of the bike over Harry's hands. His shivering seemed to stop underneath my hand. But his back still hadn't relaxed, so I whisper in his ear,

"Ease yourself and relax your shoulders and back"

He seemed to relax slowly after I told him that. He seemed much more confident now as I turned the accelerator a little more to increase the speed. He didn't seem to even flinch at that. Was that all he needed to feel confident? A little push? A helping hand? My face welcomed a smile when he increased the speed even more and we both felt the cold air brush our faces. He didn't seem too nervous now and I can't deny that I felt proud of him. He was speeding without even knowing it and he was doing it with Style. I mentally laughed at my thought.

The whole ride, I didn't take my hands off of the handles. I did so when we were about to reach the house. I had hoped we will see Liam and Zayn waiting for us on the porch, but they weren't there. To be honest, they have a jeep, and Liam although can't drive as good as me yet they could have made it here before us. We step inside the house and I ask him if he wants something to eat. He nods and I throw a Pringle packet at him, while treating myself with the same as I plop down next to him on the couch. We start munching and in a few minutes, Zayn and Liam arrive.