August 2008
“Harry! That’s illegal and you can get in trouble for it!” I exclaimed.
He kissed me. “You’re so good, Annaleise. But live a little bit. There’s nothing wrong with doing this every one in a while. Just try it.”
He held out the white thing that closely resembled a cigarette but it smelled different. Hesitantly I took it from him. “How do I do it?”
He took it back from me. “Watch me.” He inhaled deeply and held the smoke in for a few seconds before exhaling it.
I mimicked his action once he handed me the rolled up thing.
I coughed once the smoke hit my lungs and spluttered, exhaling it with my coughs.
Harry laughed and rubbed my back, soothing me as I recovered. “Interesting,” I said, feeling funny all of a sudden.
“Do you feel anything?” He asked. Most people don’t feel it the first few times.
“Um, sort of? What am I supposed to feel like?”
“You know cotton wool? I kind of feel like my brain is covered in cotton wool, once I’ve smoked. My body gets a bit light too. It’s different for everyone, though.”
I nodded. My body felt light and my stomach turned.
“Annaleise? You look really pale,” he held my chin in his hand, looking into my eyes.
“Harry? I don’t feel so –“ I didn’t have time to finish my sentence before I turned and emptied to contents of my stomach on the ground next to us.
“I’m so sorry!” I cried, covering my mouth.
He tried to hide the repulsed look on his face. “It’s okay, sometimes that happens. Um, let’s get you a drink and something to eat.”
I followed him as we left the park. We stopped at a corner shop and he bought me a fizzy water and some crisps and we headed back to the park where we sat in silence as I munched away.
“These taste really good today,” I commented, shoveling a handful of the crisps in my mouth.
He laughed. “Maybe you are a bit high. You seem to have the munchies.”
“Munchies?” I asked, crisps falling out of my mouth. I wiped the crumbs away and took a long sip of the fizzy water. “My mouth is so dry.”
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Guarded
FanfictionThere was a reason his heart was guarded. She broke it years ago. But when they come into contact with each other, the spark is there and surely the fire that once burned will consume them again. But is it meant to be? Or will something tear them ap...
