Side Glances

Harry ended up leaving. He huffed and chuffed, complaining about not spending enough time together, But I laughed and closed the door in his face.

"So you and Harry?" Megan opened her door, throwing her bag in and closing it again.
"Me and Harry nothing. We've been on one date, and it wasn't even a date. Sure, we're together, but not."
"I'm going to pretend I understood that, and figure you said yes."
"Yeah." I nodded, smiling to myself.

The next week was full of class, melting snow, and calls from Harry. Megan talked to me more then she had in the past month, and we actually became good friends. Harry had set up a date for us Saturday, planning to take me to a movie.
I sat in the middle of the couch, dressed for the date. All I had to do, was put on my shoes and coat. Megan left an hour before he was going to come get me, wishing me luck, and telling me to 'get some'. I watched TV till the time came, when I stood up and went back to my room, touching up my makeup. I looked over to the clock, he was only a few minutes late, traffic, probably. I slouched against the wall, relaxing on my bed, listening to the neighbors sing along with their music. I closed my eyes, nodding to the tune.

Megan came back the following morning, finding me laying on the couch, Sponge Bob playing loudly, and chip bags scattered around the coffee table. He closed the door, watching me.
"Bad movie?" she hung her coat, coming and sitting on my feet.
"He didn't even show up."
"Oh." She rubbed my legs, comforting me.
"No. I mean, high school, and last week. It's five years of nothing. I suppose I should've seen it coming. I did, he didn't." The doorbell rang.
"I'll get it."
"Is Sasha here?" Harry peered over her shoulder, looking right at me.
"No." She held the door, narrowing the gap.
"Yeah she is, she's on the couch."
"No. She is not. Go away." She closed the door, locking it.
"Please! I need to talk to her!"
"No you do not! Go home!" She shouted back, giving me pitiful eyes.

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