Abscond [h.s]

Chapter 30

I never liked Mondays. I always felt tired and sluggish, the weight of staying up late on weekend nights was finally kicking in. I've never met one person who liked Mondays. Except my mother. My dad had told me that she always loved Mondays for some strange reason, my parents got married on a Monday. But today I was exceptionally in a good mood and I was actually looking forward to my classes. But I knew I was just excited to see Harry. I know, it surprised me too. I never thought that I would actually be looking forward to seeing Harry.

Mr. Bailey just dismissed the class after assigning us a short story assignment for next Monday. I grabbed my bag off of the floor and exited class. I felt a tap on my shoulder and I turned around, coming face to face with a frazzled looking Harry. His hair was all over the places and he looked out of breath, almost like he ran straight from the back of class to me.

"Hey." He said, readjusting his bag strap on his shoulder.

"Hi." I smiled, thinking he looked cute when he was flustered.

"Um... I thought of another rule we could have." Harry said, eyebrows furrowing like he was still thinking it over.

"Cool, what is it?"

"No lying." Harry said quickly, almost too quickly. No lying, I liked it. Another rule I didn't think he would suggest.

"Sounds good to me."

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"Why didn't you tell me?" Angie said as soon as I walked through the door of our dorm.

"Tell you what?" I asked, not being able to think of anything I didn't tell her.

"That you're dating Harry?" She asked, smiling from ear to ear. My eyes widened.

"What? No we're not dating. Who told you we were dating?" I certainly didn't tell anyone about Harry and I's "relationship". Could Harry have said something to his friends? If he did it would surprise me, I thought he was going to try and keep this a secret from everyone.

"That James kid." James?

"Who's James?" I asked, I never heard of anyone named James that I knew.

"I don't think you know him that well, I only saw you two talking that one day after class when you walked into each other." What. So the creepy guys name was James... and how did he know about what was going on between Harry and I? And why did he tell Angie we were dating. This didn't make any sense.

"Oh... okay." I said awkwardly. "Well me and Harry are not dating, we're just... getting along better." I shrugged, thinking that was the simplest way to put it.

"Sure, sure." Angie waved, the turning around to look through her drawers.

"There's a party tonight." Angie said, still rummaging through her dresser.

"Of course there is." I laughed. What was with all these parties? Was there a party every night? Well, probably. There's a lot of people here and at least one of them is going to have a party every night of the week.

"You want to come?" Angie had finally found what she was looking for, a dress to wear to the party.

"I don't know Angie I'm really tired and-"

"Oh come on Braydon please. It'll make me happy." She smiled, poking two dimples in her cheeks. I sighed and nodded.

I guess if it makes her happy I'll go. I couldn't help but hear Harry's voice in my head, telling me not to do what makes other people happy, but to do what makes me happy, and I couldn't help but let the smile stretch across my face at the thought of him.