"Be my girlfriend" he didn't give me a choice really. It was a declarative sentence not a interrogative question. A statement. Be my girlfriend. So I said yes. Who wouldn't? If they new Harry like I did they wouldn't even hesitate.
We lay on the full bed in Lou's house for the second day. Jade cooking in the kitchen. Harry was able to get up now and walk around. His pain he said has subsided. Allowing him a more movable manner. I'm glad too. Now we can go somewhere. I feel a little trapped here, I needed a walk out. Or a good run. Oh running. Images and memories fogging my mind as I rest my head back on a heavy surface. People running in the Olympics, little kids running on a playground.
Snapped to reality when I hear a cough. It was Harry. He was already standing and getting dressed for the day.
"Haz..." I said.
"Mmm?"
"Can we go out today? You and I?" I questioned.
He didn't answer he bent down and placed a wet kiss on my forehead. I whiped it off and smiled. He nodded yes.
I jump out of my clothes and into new ones. Black strap on sandals. White short shorts and a loose hanging tank top. I looked a little under dressed but I don't care. Harry entered the room with some food and a new like of clothes. He had a good choice of outfit but hard to describe. Black skinny jeans and a dark blue t shirt with a saying on it. Not sure what it said.
He came by me not saying a word, he grabbed my hand yanked me up and enclosed his arms around me blocking off the world and taking me in. As if protecting me from the bad things. He had me in the tight embrace for quite a bit.
"Lets go for a walk." He suggested.
"Alright" smiling.
He never actually let go of me. He still had his arm slung around me, hand on my waist. He wasn't touchy. He didn't always insist on grabbing my ass or anything. And I kind of liked it. Not too pushy and not too forceful. He walked us into the living room and no one was cooking or kidding or cleaning. Jade and Louis weren't there.
I'm guessing they went out to get food or a break. Who knows.
Harry slipped on a pair of sandals and I put on a new pair of vans. I loved them. So much. Who wouldn't? I grab my phone which is all I need besides Harry, open the door and step out of the building. We round the stairs and start heading east towards the edge of town. We were already almost on the outskirts but we had a tiny way to go. The walk was a bit long but spending time with Harry was never a bore. Being with him was perfect. Not even having to talk or look at one another or hug or kiss. Just being with him was enough, all the rest was a bonus. I think that's also what love is. Besides being the power no one knew they had, it's being with someone, not doing anything at all, and still having feelings.
We weren't doing nothing though.
Harry was telling me about himself. Besides the stuff I already knew, he's had a rough life. He really did. He wasn't saying anything about his parents though. He grew up struggling with money and family issues. They never had money and he wouldn't have everything else the other kids had. His parents fought everyday all day long. His father was a cocaine addict and was into lots of drugs and apparently every other woman on the planet besides his mum. He would come home drunk and concained up and beat Gemma and Harry. His mother was always sick and he didn't say anything about her at the moment. Which forced me to break the gate between my confusion and the answer.
"Harry, why don't you talk about your mum. Can we go visit her today? Ill drive and we can go and get food and maybe take her to dinner and talk. I want to make a good impression so ill wear something nice ok??" I urged.
"That's not possible Sarah. We can't visit her" he smiled for some reason.
"What do you mean. I can drive and it won't be a hassle Harry. I want to meet her tomorrow or something. Why won't you let us? I'm sure we can just drive som-" I was cut off
"Sarah, she's dead. We can't visit her.." He told me with a serious look.
"Harry" I stuttered. "I-I didn't know. I'm so sorry"
"It's fine. I don't tell anyone. You're one of the only people who know" confessing.
"You don't have to tell me anything"
I confronted him.
"No, no it's fine. I want to talk to someone."
"Sure go ahead" I said.
"She was an amazing woman. She died when I was 15. She was the person I would always go to when in need of someone to talk to, she gave literally the best advice and it made me happy to see her smile. She was so wise it was crazy. If I didn't like her advice and ignore it, In the situation I was in she would be right. She was always right. Never was good at protecting us from my dad though. She finally divorced him at age 13. It was always rough. Seeing her sad. Seeing her pain caused anyone pain. She's a legend in my head and to hug her and talk to her one last time would mean the world to me." He confessed. I felt so honored to be told this
"How do you do it."
"Do what" he questioned
"How have you managed to still be here after all you've been through? You're the strongest person I know" I whispered.
"I'm only here because I promised her to be."
"She sounds like the mom everyone should have grown up with." I said.
I didn't know how to react to this. Knowing his mum was dead was stunning, heart breaking actually. I didn't know exactly how to respond to it. I wanted to be there for him but not sure how.
"How" I looked up into his eyes as a few drops of rain started.
"Cancer." A year trickled down the brave boys face.
"Harry.. Harry. I want to be here for you. I don't know how" I said without filter. It just came out. Not stopping myself.
"It's alright. Meeting you is what kept me here. I was about to break my moms promise. The night after I met you.." He took a breath not sure if to release his deep information, "that morning I was on my way to the pier actually. I had a rock tied to a rope ready to drown in the icy pacific." He coldly said.
"Oh my god." I managed to function.
"A save for a save right? I mean. I saved your life, you saved mine eh?" He smirked. A little embarrassed from his problems.
I didn't care if we were only talking about Harry. I didn't care at all if we never talked about me. Harry was the only thing on my mind. And the only thing I was interested in.
"Yeah, yeah. But you amaze me Harry." I said changing the subject unwillingly
"What do you mean" he smiled.
"You don't understand what you are.."
"Wh-what?" He sounded confused.
"What you are Harry. You are my everything" I gushed.
"Saraaahhhhhhh" Harry blushed.
I didn't smile. I was being serious. Completely serious. I wanted him to know that. He lets go of my hand at puts it on the back of my head bringing me in for him to kiss my forehead.
