The new start
Chapter four, "Living in a lie"
Then he just started to laugh. It was like the most awkward moment in the whole world but all I could think of was how beautiful his laugh was. The moment was just so pathetic. I mean what was I suppose to do now? I felt so lost.
"It´s okay, I would have done the same thing. But you should have seen your face, I´m Harry by the way." Harry, the name fitted him really well. I mean he did have a lot of hair.
"I´m Amy, nice to meet you and before you leave I just have to ask you a question?" I was glad my voice sounded natural again and I knew I was on thin ice here but I needed to ask him.
"Go on, but then I have to ask you one too." He replied.
"Deal, my question is, Why are you so perfect, seriously!?" When I had said the words I regretted it. But I just had to ask. Mum had learned me that nobody is perfect. Why did I see someone in front of me that was? Harry just laughed again. Did he always laugh?
"Babe, I´m not perfect. If I see you again you might discover it." Then he just walked away. What was this cool act? I mean it was like he had big walls up and this should have dragged me away but it felt like I just wanted to get to know him more.
"Hey, you forgot your question." I shouted after him.
"We´ll take that some other time." And with those words he disapeared out of sight. Oh my god that was so irritating. If he was trying to get my attention he had succeeded.
I tried to stop thinking about Harry but I just couldn´t. I sat at the same spot for hours until I saw that the sun was about to come up. I had to get back. So I picked up my things and started to walk to the apartment. Of course without letting Harry out of my mind. When I got to the door mum and dad was already up. I know, I know this good girl act didn´t go so well so far.
"Where have you been? We´ve been worried to death." Dad shouted. Yeah right, I wanted to scream. Instead, I took a deep breath and put on my stone face. I had lied a lot of times and believe me I was awsome at it.
"I was just taking a walk before breakfast, to take a look outside you know." The excuse wasn´t that false. I mean technially that´s what happend. It seemed to work. Both faces relaxed and they didn´t look so angry any more.
"Oh, we´re sorry. You are so good at handling situations, honey. I wish I was more like you" Mum said and gave me a hug. I wanted so badly to believe that. But running away isn´t the best way of handling things rather the opposit of it.
But mum didn´t know that and if someone else thinks something it might become more real. Someday you might even believe it yourself. At least that´s what I´m going to do. What other choice do I have now?
"It´s okay, I would have done the same thing. But you should have seen your face, I´m Harry by the way." Harry, the name fitted him really well. I mean he did have a lot of hair.
"I´m Amy, nice to meet you and before you leave I just have to ask you a question?" I was glad my voice sounded natural again and I knew I was on thin ice here but I needed to ask him.
"Go on, but then I have to ask you one too." He replied.
"Deal, my question is, Why are you so perfect, seriously!?" When I had said the words I regretted it. But I just had to ask. Mum had learned me that nobody is perfect. Why did I see someone in front of me that was? Harry just laughed again. Did he always laugh?
"Babe, I´m not perfect. If I see you again you might discover it." Then he just walked away. What was this cool act? I mean it was like he had big walls up and this should have dragged me away but it felt like I just wanted to get to know him more.
"Hey, you forgot your question." I shouted after him.
"We´ll take that some other time." And with those words he disapeared out of sight. Oh my god that was so irritating. If he was trying to get my attention he had succeeded.
I tried to stop thinking about Harry but I just couldn´t. I sat at the same spot for hours until I saw that the sun was about to come up. I had to get back. So I picked up my things and started to walk to the apartment. Of course without letting Harry out of my mind. When I got to the door mum and dad was already up. I know, I know this good girl act didn´t go so well so far.
"Where have you been? We´ve been worried to death." Dad shouted. Yeah right, I wanted to scream. Instead, I took a deep breath and put on my stone face. I had lied a lot of times and believe me I was awsome at it.
"I was just taking a walk before breakfast, to take a look outside you know." The excuse wasn´t that false. I mean technially that´s what happend. It seemed to work. Both faces relaxed and they didn´t look so angry any more.
"Oh, we´re sorry. You are so good at handling situations, honey. I wish I was more like you" Mum said and gave me a hug. I wanted so badly to believe that. But running away isn´t the best way of handling things rather the opposit of it.
But mum didn´t know that and if someone else thinks something it might become more real. Someday you might even believe it yourself. At least that´s what I´m going to do. What other choice do I have now?
@stolemyheart
Did you die because of your beauty or something? :0
4/27/14