Keeper

Chapter 21

"You don't need to thank me." I laughed, reaching over the table to take him hand in mine. His eyes immediately lit up, his wide smile exposing his teeth.

Almost right after I spoke Clara returned with out entrees, or more specially, a turkey club and a meatball sandwich.

Harry devoured his within minutes, but not without creating a bit of a mess to go along with it.

I brought my pointer finger up and swiped it across the corner of my mouth, trying to point out the sauce on Harry's face. He raised an eyebrow; confused, which made me roll my eyes,

"You got a little something." I laughed.


"Oh." Harry laughed, grabbing his napkin.


Even after I ate the very last bite of my sandwich, and was completely and utterly stuffed, I still managed to scarf down a slice of cheesecake. It was absolutely incredible. Harry was right. I hated to admit it, but it might of been better than my Grandmas.


"This is so good." I mumbled as I continued to chew.


"Told ya." Harry shrugged.


Once we payed and were out the front door, Harry took my hand and started leading me away from the car. I looked up at him with a raised eyebrow to see a mischievous smirk making it's way onto his lips. I could tell he was trying to hide it though.


"Where are we going?" I asked, fixing my hair which was flying in my face due to the wind.


"You'll see." Was all he said.


"My parents are going to wonder where I am."


"They'll have to deal with it." He shrugged.


We continued to walk, further and further down the abandoned, dimly lit sidewalk, my mind spiraling with ideas of where he could've been taking me. A few cars passed here and there, but other than that there was no other sign of human life.


Step by step and further past the shadows my eyes soon adjusted on a little park, consisting of a swing set and an old red rusted out slide.


"Why didn't we just drive here?" I asked, my tone mocking.


"I thought this would be more...romantic." Harry shrugged.


Harry lead me to the swing set where he gestered for me to sit down. Once I did he got behind me, beginning to push me. I couldn't help but squeal. I was never one for enjoying heights.


"Do you want me to stop you?" Harry asked, trying to suppress both a smile and a laugh, but it just wasn't happening as he began to chuckle.


"Yes." I stammered.


Once Harry grabbed the swing and brought it to a stop, I quickly hopped off. I turned around to face him and when I did he was already looking at me. Except his eyes were distant.


"Penny for your thoughts?" I smirked.


It didn't take long for Harry to come face to face with me, his lips only inches away from mine.


"I was to kiss you." He whispered.


I couldn't help the blush on my cheeks, but tried playing it off with a roll of my eyes,


"Then what are you waiting for?" I teased.


Harry broke out into a smile which must of been infectious, because I did as well. His lips brushed over mine, the feeling of his warm breath giving me goose bumps. He wrapped his arms around my waist before leaning in completely, his lips landing on mine fully.

The feeling was gentle, caring; and it made my heart flutter.


Cautiously I brought my arms up and around his neck, my hands making their way into his loose set of curls. A moan escaped his lips and it only made my heart beat faster; and louder for that matter. I couldn't help but let out a small laugh though, moving my hands back down to right below his neck.


I heard Harry groan and his response made me laugh whole heartily. I pulled away from the kiss and opened my eyes, just in time to watch Harry's flash open.


"Why'd you stop?" He asked with a smirk, his cheeks evidently red even in the dark lighting.


"We should go. It's getting late." I hummed, grabbing his hand and trudging back towards the car.


By the time we got to the cafe parking lot it had started raining, soft at first, but it became a complete downpour once harry started driving.


After a rather short ride, filled with low volume rock music and the pitter patter of rain, Harry pulled up to where he had dropped me off before.


"Are you fine walking alone?" He asked, turning his body to face me.


"Yeah, yeah I'm fine." I nodded, reaching for the handle.


"Did you have fun?" He asked, his voice timid.


I turned back around and gave him a small nod,

"Most definitely." I smiled.


I leaned over the leather seat and laid a kiss to the top of Harry's nose,

"Thank you." I whispered, and with that I was out the door.


I jogged to the front door of my house, quickly twisting the handle and stepping inside. My hair was dripping, soaking wet along with my clothes. I couldn't even think about the smudged mess of makeup on my face.

I ran upstairs and headed to the bathroom, wiping off my makeup with a washcloth and putting my hair up into a ponytail so it was high and out of the way.

I changed out of my outfit, slipping on shorts and an old tee shirt which looked to be from back from my joyous middle school days. I turned on my laptop and laid back on my bed, crossing my feet over each other. As I was typing I heard my door creak open, my eyes snapping up to meet my mom's. Her lips held a smirk.

"How was dinner?" She asked.


"Good." I nodded, giving her a half smile.


"How's Anna?" She asked, stepping further inside and closer to my bed. She made sure to shut the door quietly behind her.

"Good." I answered simply.


"And her parents? I haven't seen them in ages."


"Good as well." I shrugged.


"Oh really?" She asked.


I raised an eyebrow,


"Really." I murmured.


She came to the foot of my bed and sat down, her expression none other than smug,

"Harley, I know you were with him."




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