Our English teacher still hasn't told us what our project is suppose to be, how does he expect us to start or finish it.
How did he even get his teaching license?
I sit in the back of our class, waiting for Harry to show up I really don't wanna flunk anything this year since I do want to go to college. So I have to depend on him for this class. I start fiddling with my thumbs and wait for the sound of the door knob. After half way through class I give up hoping he would come. I am grateful today we worked independently, because I would have looked like a fool. I really hate being alone it makes me uneasy, but I should be used to it.
I only ever had one real true friend. She was the butter to my toast, her name was Sophia. She had to move all the way to Texas because he father was in the marines, so she moved a lot due to her fathers job. The longest she ever stayed in one place was 8 years and that's when she moved here and I met her in middle school. She moved away in junior year, so having literally no one this year is a little bizarre since our school has hundreds of students, but seeing the bright side it's preparing me for college.
I waste the rest of the class with free writing, once I hear the bell I pack up my stuff and head out the class. The rest of the school day was a drag and I just wanted to be finished with the 3rd week if school.
While I'm making my way home, I decided it would be a great idea to pay a visit to Harry. I take the right up his block and drive towards the end. I easily found his house because of the mail box family name 'Styles' . I park my car right in front of his driveway blocking it. I start to walk towards his front door but I stop my self. What the actual shit am I doing here? This isn't creepy at all, I barley even know him but yet I'm am so intrigued of where he was today. How am I even going to greet whoever comes to the door? 'Oh hi I was just wondering where Harry was today... Who am I? Oh I just met him two weeks before.'
Before I make a fool of myself I pivot and start to walk towards my car. Once I take my second step I hear the front door open, I don't want to see who it is and I don't want them to see who I am. I start speed walking towards my car. Damn this walkway for being so damn long.
"Dess, is that you." Shit, I'm caught red handed. I stop in the middle of my tracks and hesitantly turn around towards him.
"Yeah." I say with a say once I face towards him, I regret that I did because he is wear a tank top and basketball shorts. Jesus does he look good, my god I need to stop before I get caught checking him out.
"What are you doing here, and you know a picture would last longer." I can't help but blush because I am embarrassed but his ego just boosted up. Your welcome.
"Ugh.. I.. I was just.. I don't know." I say towards him, and I really don't know what I'm doing here.
"We'll there has to be a reason. Wait I know you just couldn't get enough of me." I roll my eyes at him. Why did I have to check him out , now he is going to be cocky.
"Yes, you're so irresistible." I say sarcastically.
" I know, we'll since your here. Why don't you come inside." I know I shouldn't but I really want to. I give into my self and nod and my legs move along the path.
We enter the living which his filled with photos along one of the walls. It feels nice and homy, the couch take the space in the center along with a coffee table and lounge chairs. I place my self on the couch not really knowing what to do with my self.
"Would you like a drink or something?" He asks me.
"Nah, I'm good. Thanks though." I say and awkward silence fills the room. This whole situation is just awkward. My plans always backfire on me.
"So did anything new happen in class?" He asks as he takes a seat on one of the chairs.
"Um no. We just had a free class to read or write."
"Well that's no fun." I wanna ask him where he was but I will sound like I desperately needed him there.
"Well school isn't really fun, is it?"
"Sure it is, you got your friends and stuff."
"Well for you." I say and slouch down on the couch.
"You have friends, so don't be down."
"Had a friend." I say and he gives me a confused expression, I just shrug my shoulders at him. This is a kind of depressing and I decide to change the subject
"Anyways so isn't it nice outside." I attempt to come up with something else.
"Yeah, but don't try to change the subject."
"I don't get why I have to talk about this." I say towards him.
"Okay you don't have to... But just know that I'm your friend whether you like it or not." I cracked a small smile.
"I guess so." I say and he smiles at me.
We spent a whole hour just talking to each other about anything that popped up. I was never able to carry on a conversation for more than two minutes but with him I feel like I don't have to try. I was embarrassed for stopping by his place at first, but I'm glad that I did because he is actually great company. Whenever I tried to meet someone new, someone to replace Sophia I just couldn't even carry on the smallest small talk. I really don't know why I cared so much of where Harry was today, it's like a addiction and I just needed him. Oh god I sound like a total freak, like one of those girls who don't get their crush and they kill him. But this is different I don't like him so I won't have to kill anyone.
