"Good, good." He answers, silence engulfing us for a while before he speaks. "I'll be at your place in about...10 minutes or so, get ready."
My inside does their infamous flips in excitement but then I get reminded of Iris' presence and her suspicious mind. "I can't, how about-"
I get interrupted. "You are told to come, not asked." He challenges.
"Call me instead of ringing the bell, I'll see you downstairs." I clarify, not sure if he understands what my intentions are.
"Why can't I-never mind." I don't think he gets it. "Don't take too much time." And with that the lines goes dead from the other side. I stare at my laptop screen for a while, exhale a deep breath.
I dress myself into a classic long-sleeved tee and dark tights. My hair was wavy which went against my liking so I roll them up in a neat up do. I was in the middle of zipping up my boots when I sense the vibration of my phone. Grabbing my phone, I walk towards my window; spotting a different car instead of the huge black kidnapper vehicle.
"I'm outside." He informs as soon as I press the phone to my ear. I watch him step out of the car, tensing at his action.
"Ok, get back in the car I'm coming."
"Why should I get back-"
"Just please." I can't risk Iris seeing him here. I hear him exhale, in irritation I assume before the line went dead. He shakes his head before turning back and thankfully getting in his new car.
Hanging my purse on my shoulder, I quickly walk out. "Iris! I'm leaving with a friend!" As I don't plan on giving her the whole detail, I hastily walk out of the house. The warmth of the sun was something I didn't expect to be present, it was nice.
I recognized the metallic 3 dimensional Audi sign behind his new car. An R8 written in the similar format. The vehicle was elegant which I'm sure impressed each and every person that had set their eyes on this beauty.
Harry was engaged with his phone when I get in, light music playing along. Slightly disappointed, I wait for him to notice my presence. I stare at how his thumb smoothly work their way on the keypad, but I was really captivated by his cross tattoo.
I feel him switch his gaze from the device to me. He leans towards me, pressing his lips to mine for a mere second before retrieving, his actions taking me by surprise.
"Ready?" Harry asks, placing the phone on the inside a small compartment fixated on the dashboard.
An uncomfortable silence engulfs us for a longer time than I expected giving me time to think and drop more pressure than I had already. I wanted to question Harry on what he thinks about us and break this unease silence. But then I was afraid of the answer.
"Nice car." I compliment in an attempt to break the tense quietness that seemed to mock me.
"Thanks." He answers simply. My hopes for him in keeping the conversation alive breaks when he does not makes any attempt in talking to me. Why am I being so paranoid of everything?
"Where are we heading to?" I ask lowly.
My jaw falls open, "What!? You don't know where we are going?"
His lips curves into a knowing smirk, "I really don't have to do much to get on those nerves of yours."
I set back, exhaling in exasperation and folding my arms over my chest. He still didn't bother to answer my question and I didn't bother to say anything either, there was no use.
After almost 10 minutes of silence, my eyes survey the very familiar area. I recognize the London Designer Outlet, noticing our car entering and driving into the parking lot. An overwhelming rush of excitement flows through me only at the thought that Harry actually wanted my company here.
"I had to shop for a few items, thought you would like to tag along." He explains while his eyes search for an empty parking spot, a frown creasing his expression.
We enter the mildly crowded mall, my eyes casting around. Harry quietly walked next to me, leading us to his desired area. Intertwined hands amongst the partners are what caught my eyes every time, urging the need to question Harry but I restrain. Stepping into the elevator, we advance to the upper floor; him standing breathtakingly close to me and the sudden desire to feel his skin sparks inside me.
As if he could read my mind, Harry rests his palm on my lower back. I flick my gaze upwards only to be greeted with a chaste kiss on the lips. He ushers us into the outlet of H&M, going directly to the male section. His hand not leaving my back as I follow him silently.
"You can look around; it's going to take a while here." He informs, his palm teasingly sliding down my back. My eye flick up at his face feeling how he went cautiously low with his touch. A gasp leaves my mouth as he lightly squeezed my butt cheek. His left eye drops in a cheeky wink before turning away to look through the rack of garments.
I APOLGISE FOR APOLOGISING SO MUCH BUT MAN I GOT SICK AND THEN GOT WELL AND IT WENT BACK AND FORTH FOR 2 WEEKS LIKE THAT AND THEN I HAD SCHOOL AND IT CAME UPON ME LIKE A FUCKING BLITZ AND MY MOM IS ALWAYS LIKE STUDY YOU NOB AND I HAVE NO CHOICE. SO YEAH, I WAS GONNA UPDATE THIS MONDAY BUT BLAGH ILY GUYS.
PLEASE PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT. maybe for a faster update...maybe. .-. I REALLY APPRECIATE ALL THE love like 6.4k isnt a joke N KDFJNSFH THANK YOU SO SO SO MUCH ILYSM. <3
New update coming on july 13th. :) yeah bby.