Survivors

I walk into the cafe at 12:45 on the dot wearing a pair of skinny jeans and black boots with a pink top. I look around the restaraunt until I find Harry siting in a corner at the back wearing black skinny jeans, a tight white shirt that shows all his musles, and a red beanie with black sunglasses. He waves to me as I walk over.

"So how are you feeling today?" He asks as I take a seat. Even though he didn't voice what he was talking about when he said how are you feeling, I knew he was talking about Ethan. I just shrug and slump down in my seat. It was painful to talk about Ethan. Harry took my hands in his and held them to his chest. I gave a tiny smile at the small gesture. We sat on silence until Harry got back with coffee.

"Do you like sugar in your coffee?" he asked. I nod and he gave a small laugh. "Well I put sugar in your coffe already so hopefully you don't mind," he added. "What if I didn't like sugar in my coffee," I challenge him with a smirk. "I guess I would just have to get you another," he said in a fake sad voice. "You stars and your money!" I sarcastically said as I threw my hands in the air. "You are probably walking around with at least $500 dollars stashed in your pocket," I add. "It's actually $600 dollars," he said with a wink of the eye. "Even better I mutter while rolling my eyes.

"Do you want to take a walk," he said as he sipped his coffee. I look outside and it didn't seem to cold or too hot. "Sure," I reply as I grab my white purse and my coffee. We head out the cafe door into the crisp, cool, early spring afternoon. We head up the street towards the big shopping market on the corner. The market was packed with food venders, boutiques, and small shops. Harry leads me into one of the small boutiques which had a women's and men's section. Harry heads into the men's section and I drift into the women's. I had started going through the clothes at the front of the store and now I had reached the back, all the while not seeing a single employee. When I walk past the checkout counter, I saw no one there. Weird. Then I got and idea. I snuck up behind Harry and whispered in his ear, "Your it."

He whips around, looking slightly confused by what I had said until a smirk grew on his face, signaling he understood. By that time I was already gone. I was hidden under a circular rack of long dresses so Harry couldn't see in. I heard the small sounds that his shoes made on the floor as he slowly walks around the store, looking for me. He stops right in front of where I was and I held my breath. After a few moments he continues forwards. I let out my breath and cautiously and as soundless as possible wormed my way out of the rack of clothes. When I got out completely, I saw Harry staring down at me. I froze. "Gotcha," he said as he lunged to tag me, but I rolled to the side, causing him to trip over a dress on the floor and land next to me. I jump up and run to the men's section as Harry rose of the ground. "Missed me, missed me," I chant like a five year old as I gallop around the men's section. Harry smirks at me as he runs over to get me. I run in the opposite direction as he came barreling towards me. His hand flew out to tag me, but I accidentally slip when I was turning on the slippery floor and ended up sliding along the floor on my butt. I got up as Harry jumps out from behind a rack of clothes. I felt his hand touch my shoulder as he shouts, "Third times a charm," as he ran to the back of the store. I roll my eyes but smile as I took of to the back of the store. Every time I reach out to tag him, he dodges it. I was getting frustrated after 5 minutes and that's when Harry runs out the door of the boutique. I run out after him and he pulls me into his arms. "Why did you run out," I complain, "I was having fun." He whiskers to me as we walked away from the boutique, "An employee came out." I quickly understood and nodded.

Harry and I walk farther into the mall. We had been walking for about 5 minutes when Harry reaches out to take my hand. He took mine in his hand, but I pulled my hand out quickly. I wasn't ready for another relashipnship. Harry looked at me with a slightly hurt expression. "I'm sorry Harry, I'm just not ready for another relashionship," I explain as I bow my head. "It's fine," he murmurs, "friends then," he adds. I nod as he pulls me into a hug. I hear the flash of a camera go off and a blinding light flashes again as Harry shouts, "Paparazii!" We make a dash out of the shopping area.

We don't stop running until we are back at the cafe and climbing into our cars. "See you tomorrow," I shout as I slam the car door and speed out of the parking lot, laughing at that crazy experience. What a day!

Notes

I finally got around to updating and I'm sorry if its short, on in my mobile. :) I'm really sorry it took so long.