saltwater//hs au

eight

"So, my mom said that I can go out tonight... so if you want to do something we can?" Blair turned to Harry, who was shocked that her mother was allowing her to do something that involved her no being around.

Harry felt bad for Blair, she was a highschool senior and living under the thumb of her mom. In his opinion, it was unfair. She wasn't allowed to see the world without worrying about what her mom might say, and it truly broke his heart. Of course, he wouldn't tell her that. The last thing Harry ever wanted to do was make Blair feel bad about stuff she couldn't control, plus he knew how much it embarrased her.

"I'd love too. Wanna go to the mall? Or a movie?" Harry asked, knowing Blair was not fond of either activity.

Blair stared at him, her eyebrws furrowed because she knew he was joking... he had to be joking.

"I'm kidding. There's actually an art show happening for the next couple days if you wanted to go to that?" He asked, chuckling at the look she had on her face.

"Thank god, the last thing I want to do it go to the mall." She shrugged. "But yeah, an art show sounds really nice." The girl smiled at Harry.

He watched her intently as she drew a rough sketch for her painting on a canvas. He loved looking at her, she was one of the most beautiful people he laid eyes on... and he had seen many people in his eighteen years on this planet.

"Do you maybe want to get dinner or something? My treat." The boy smiled at Blair.

"Yeah, but you don't have to buy it... you're the one driving so I should be buying."

"Let's flip a coin. How does that work?"

Blair rolled her eyes playfully at Harry. "I guess so."

For the rest of class the two sat in silence working on their projects, except for when Harry had asked Blair to show her how to use watercolour pencil crayons, which she was happy to show him.

It was quite hard for Blair to concentrate on her work, due to the fact that she was ecstatic for after school. She loved talking to Harry, and was hoping that she would get to learn more about him. He hadn't spoken much about his family life, or what he did outside of school... and she wanted to know. Blair wanted to know everything there was to know about Harry, she felt connected to him.

"I'll meet you in front of the school? I just have to run and get my stuff from my locker." Blair stated, and Harry nodded in response.

"I'll see you in a few minutes," He smiled.

The two parted ways while Blair went to her locker, only to be stopped by Logan, asking if she wanted to hang out this afternoon.

"We're all going to the mall, you should come."

"That's the fourth time this week you've gone... I don't like being a mallrat." Blair said, shrugging on her jacket.

"Why are you acting like this? All of a sudden you don't have time for us. It's not like you, Blair."

"We just don't like the same things anymore, people grow apart... it's life." Blair wondered where this newfound confidence was coming from.

"It's that Harry dude, isn't it?"

"It's none of your business, actually." Blair slammed her locker shut and made her way to the front of the school.

She saw Harry waiting outside the doors, just where he said he would be.

"I was beginning to think you stood me up." He joked, the girl just smiled at him.

"Ready to go?"