I grab my shoes that have been lying on the ground then quickly go inside. As I start my way down the stairs I’m quickly stopped by Harry. “Whoa! Sorry, I was just going to make sure you were coming."

His attention is the diverted to the pair of boots in my hand. “You didn’t have shoes on out there?" he asks baffled. I couldn’t help but to laugh at how dramatic he was acting. My laughter caught his attention and he begins to stare at me as if I’m crazy. But not seriously, though. Not like the people at school do or my mom.

“Don’t look at me like that!" I exclaimed. “Come on, you have got to admit that’s…I mean seriously, no shoes? Are you crazy?" he asked asked kiddingly as we continued to stand on the stairway. “Well, I was just standing on the edge of a house and about to jump off." I reply with a smirk as I walk past him and start my way down the stairs.

I don’t hear his footsteps following me so I turn around and see that he hasn’t moved and is giving me an actual pretty serious glare. Must have something to do with my last comment. I could try to be serious, but I won’t. “What, too soon?" I asked with with a smile. He shakes his head as he looks towards the ground. But I see a small smile spread across his face and take that as a good thing.

I once again start my way down the stairs; this time he follows me. As I reach the end of the stairs and head towards the kitchen, Harry is soon close by my side. “You have an amazing house." he says as he looks around in awe. “Thanks." I reply as we reach the kitchen.
I open the refrigerator too see what we have when I decide to change our plans a bit.

“Actually…we’re not going to eat here." I say as I shut the refrigerator door. He looks confused for a moment and asks, “Are we going to order a pizza or something?" I begin to walk toward the front door.

“Just follow me."

“Not until you put your shoes on." he says as we reach the door. I roll my eyes as I head back to the bottom of the steps where I set my shoes down. I quickly put them on then make my back toward the door.

“There are you happy now?" I ask as I open the door. “Quite." he replies as he shuts the door behind him. I lock the door then we’re on our way.

We walk as fast as possible. The temperature has dropped dramatically and I begins to shiver violently. As soon as we reach the cottage house I grab the spare key from under the mat. “Well, that’s not very safe." Harry says as I shakily put the key in the door. “Sh-shut up." I finally open the door and am immediately welcomed by the warmth from inside.

“Wow…just..wow." he says as he begins to look around. “It’s like a mini house." I was going to reply but he’s soon off exploring the rest of the place on his own.

He soon makes it to the kitchen and I follow close behind. I open the refrigerator door and soon Harry is right beside me looking as well. “So, what do you want?" I asked him.

He thought for a moment before replying, “Hmm…how about…some chicken fingers and chips?" I searched the fridge for a moment then grabbed the stuff needed. We quickly fixed our meal and it was time to eat.

“We can just eat in here." I say as I carry my tray of food. I choose a seat on a couch and sit down. Harry, however; sits on the floor. “You, uh, know you can sit on a couch, right?" I ask him. He looks up at me and with a smile and says, “I know. I just felt like sitting on the floor. You can come down here and sit with me if you’d like. That is, unless you’re too cool to sit with me or something."

He rolls his eyes and I laugh as I move from the couch and sit down on the floor.
“Oh yeah, totally. Because we both know how cool I am." I sit Indian style right across from him; that way we can easily look at each other when we talk. “I’m just kidding." he says as he playfully slaps my arm.

“Besides, you don’t want to be that kind of cool. You know the kind of people I’m talking about…the kind that thinks they’re better than everyone else and treats everyone who isn’t in their group of friends like they’re nobody." I smiled a bit. It was nice talking to someone who seemed like they had the same views on stuff that I do.

“I know exactly what you mean. I can’t stand people like that. I swear, it’s like they’re not even human….I mean, it’s like they have no emotions, you know? Or at least not all of them." He takes a moment to swallow his food then replies, “I know. I don’t understand how people can be so cruel. And yet they’re considered ‘cool’ and ‘popular’? People have things so mixed up. You know who is cool? You."

I begin to laugh as he gives me a serious look. “What is so funny?" he asks. “Me? Cool? Didn’t we already established that I’m not cool?" I continue to laugh as Harry joins in. “I’m serious, Megan. You are cool. But not that kind of cool. You’re nice, funny, and from what I can tell you seem to be the kind of person that genuinely cares about other people. And those qualities, Megan, is what make a person cool." I can’t help but begin to blush by his words along with his piercing green eyes set on me.

I quickly change the subject when I feel by face becoming hot. “So…I guess you should go home now. After all, it is getting darker outside." He glances out a window then over at the clock. “Nah, I’m good."

I suddenly became very aware of the situation. This is real. This is really happening. Self-consciousness rapidly took over and I didn’t know what to say or do. I like him.

But I can’t.

Besides, he probably doesn’t even like me like that. He is most likely just being nice. I really shouldn’t look to into this. It will only lead to a bad end. Not like it matters, anyway. I’m leaving next year so what would the point be?

I must have gone into deeper thought than I had intended because I quickly realized that Harry was staring at me as if waiting for me to say something. “Deep in thought?" he asks as he stands to his feet. He reached his hand out to take my plate and I give it to him.

“Thanks. And uh…yeah." I stand to my feet as well and follow him into the kitchen. He gently sets the dishes in the sink then heads to the fridge to pour himself some more tea. “Would you like some?" he asks. “Sure." I respond quickly and quietly.

As he slowly pours the tea into our glasses he glances up at me curiously several times. “You alright? You’ve gotten kind of quiet all of a sudden."

“Yeah…I’m fine." I reply as I grab my tea. “So…can I see the rest of this place?" he asks. “Sure. Come with me." I say as I head towards the stairs. As soon as we reach the top we arrive to my second bedroom.

“This is so cool." he says as he sets his tea down by my side table. He then plops down on my bed on his back and stares wide-eyed at the sunroof. “I wish I had one of these."

I walk over to the bed and sit down. Harry is to the right of me and his legs are hanging off the bed with his feet almost touching the floor. “It’s honestly one of my favorite things about this place." I say as I stare up at what has now become the night sky. Because my house is so rural like, the star show up very easily.

“If this was my house, this would be my bedroom. My main one, anyway. I could lay here at look at the sky forever. I mean, come on, look ." As he told me to look, he simultaneously grabbed my arm and pulled me down on my back to where I was lying right next to him.
I was startled, but I quickly got over it as I began to look more deeply into the dark and seemingly endless sky above me. I begin to look at each star individually as they sparkle like little diamonds. (Heh, just like the song says.)

After a bit of silence, Harry speaks up. “The moon looks really cool from here….isn’t it funny how it’s so far away? Over 300,00 kilometers. How cool would it be to go up there?"
“Nerd." I say as I begin to laugh. He turns his head to look toward me and glares; which only make me laugh more.

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding. I know what you mean. I wish I could go right now. Or anywhere, for that matter. Just as long as I get out of going to school tomorrow."

“Awww, come on. School isn’t all that bad." he says as he rolls over onto his stomach. He’s propped up on his elbows and one hand is propping up his head to where he’s looking at me.
“Oh, but it is." I reply as I get into the same position. “I can’t stand school. If it was up to me, I’d never go. I would rather be home schooled."

“But if you were home schooled, you wouldn’t get to see me every day!" he says as he smiled from ear to ear; so much so he squints his eyes. I reply sarcastically, “Yeah…sure…that would be such a horrible thing…"

“Oh, please. You would so miss me." he says as I begin to laugh. “Sure…whatever you say, Harry. Whatever makes you happy." I continue to laugh as he knocks me down flat on my back. My laughter continues as he laughs as well.

My laughter begins to die down as I get back up into my previous position. As soon as I do, I see that Harry is staring quite intensely back at me.

“You would miss me, and you know it." he says confidently with a smirky look; his smile has now become a crooked smile. I almost reply, but instead become distracted by his eyes. As I stared intensely back, I suddenly become aware of his cologne. Or at least that’s what it smells like. It could just be the scent of his clothes or home. Or a combination of all three. Whatever the case, I am suddenly engulfed by it and become hypnotized like.

I don’t know how long we stay like this, but I soon feel myself being drawn closer to him. Almost like a magnet. We only move about two inches closer; but it’s close enough for me to feel my heart begin to race. Just as I feel like my heart could beat out of my chest, my attention is diverted to the car pulling into the driveway.

“Oh no." I say as I stare out of the window. Harry soon looks too and without explanation gets up. “So, can I meet her, or…"

“Are you kidding me? No way!" I say as I watch her get out of the car and make her way towards the house. Did that sound harsh? I hope not. “Sorry…it’s just…it’s nine at night and…it’s just not a good time, ok?"

“It’s alright. I get it." he says as we make our way downstairs. “Hey, I just realized, how are you getting home?" I ask as we reach the front door. “Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. I live just down the road from here. I just go to your bus stop and walk left for a bit and I’m home."

“Oh, ok. Well…bye." I say awkwardly. “You’re going to school tomorrow, right?" he asks. “Yes, I am." I replied. “Promise?" he asks once more. “Yes, I promise." He begins to grab the doorknob. “Pinky promise?" he says as he takes his hand off the doorknob and holds out his pinky. I laugh as my pinky wraps around his. “Yes, I pinky promise to go to school tomorrow." He smiles. “Good." his hand heads for the doorknob once more, but hesitates.

“If you ever need me, never hesitate to contact me, ok? You can always come to me if you need someone to talk to." he says. I blush and look down at the ground. “Thanks…but um…how do I contact you?" I ask. “I sent you a Facebook request, you can message me on there. I’ll give you my number later." he says with a smile. I smile as well.

Suddenly, and before I know it, his arms are tightly around me as he pulls me into a hug. The warmth is nice, and I begin to miss it as soon as it is gone. “See you tomorrow, Megan" he says as he opens the door and goes outside. “See you tomorrow." I say as I shut it.

As I slowly head up to my bedroom and change into my pajamas, my head begins to spin from all of the days events. I don’t know what to think. I don’t know how to feel. And I most certainly have no idea what is going on.

All I know is that I fell asleep looking up at the stars with a huge smile on my face.