A/N: HIIII GUYS. SO THE PROLOGUE FOR MY NEW SHORT STORY 'dim' WILL BE UP LATER TONIGHT. I'VE BEEN TRYING TO COMPOSE IT FOR AN HOUR NOW AND IM DEAD ASS TIRED. IT'S NEARLY 3AM HERE BUT IT IS WHAT IT IS. I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS CHAPTER AND BE SURE TO CHECK OUT THE NEW STORY!
ALSO, LEAVE QUESTIONS DOWN IN THE COMMENTS FOR ME TO ANSWER AT THE BEGINNING OF EACH CHAPTER. IM ALSO GONNA START ASKING YOU GUYS QUESTIONS AS WELL!


SO QOTD: WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE SUBJECT?

---

Khai went to school the next day, disappointment written clearly on her face. It wasn't only the fact that Harry didn't text her last night, but that he didn't even bother to show up to school today without informing her in anyway. Now, Khai wasn't one of those obsessive girlfriends who demanded to know where her significant other was at every second of the day. No, she was merely worried.

The last time something like this happened was when Mark's suspicions arose when he found Khai's belt in the living room. But it wouldn't be the case now. The were careful, so fucking careful, so Khai scratched that off her list. The next was Harry falling ill. But she was 150% sure he would contact her. So she scratched that off the list as well. The whole of English class, Khai sat thinking of other reasons why Harry would leave her out like this. Not even bothering to listen to what Mrs. Morant was saying.

The fact that Khai couldn't drive to Harry's to check on him only added to her growing anxiousness. Violet seemed to catch on to her shakiness, seeing that her best friend kept checking her phone every two minutes and was constantly nipping at her thumb nail. It was an awful habit Khai picked up when she was three. Whenever she was nervous, she would nibble on that specific finger.

"Chad!" Khai called out. Blue eyes were soon met with brown and Khai hurried over to Harry's best friend's locker.

"Hey Khai," he greeted.

"Hi," she responded. "Have you by any chance heard from Harry?"

Chad shook his head. "No. He texted me last night, though. Something about a dinner party." Khai sighed, having to know that information already.

The bell pierced through the eardrums of Khai's eardrums after she thanked Chad for his time. Frowning, she scurried off to her Chemistry class, subconsciously nibbling on her thumb nail.


-

"So what do you wanna major in?" Harry sighed loudly. He had been forced to spend the day with Luna, who in fact, is annoying. She had asked Harry that question about six times since they've sat down in Chillitos only ten minutes ago.

"I want to get into photography," he answered for the sixth time. Luna hummed in response which only got her an eye roll from Harry. God, his hands were literally itching to text Khai, but he simply couldn't bring himself to it. He couldn't lie to her, and he surely wasn't going to tell her about his situation with Luna.

Sure, Khai is a very understanding individual, but Harry didn't care. He didn't want her to feel like an option. Even though she clearly wasn't. Harry knew how anxious Khai must be since he hasn't contacted her when he said he would. The guilt was slowly consuming his every limb as the seconds went by.

The waiter came by shortly to take their orders in which Luna ordered a salad (typical) and Harry ordered a double cheese burger along with buffalo wings in which he'd bring to Khai when he would go to see her later in the day. It was one of her favorites, so what the hell? The food came to their table rather quickly, and before you know it, the two were digging in.

"How do you eat that?" Luna asked, referring to the fat filled burger sat in Harry's hands.

"Like this," Harry took a bite of the burger, slowly chewing it then swallowing. "Pretty simple eh?"

Luna laughed. And it was the first time he had heard her laugh since he met her. It wasn't stiff, like her persona. No, it was a genuine laugh.

"I'm vegan," she stated.

Harry scrunched up his nose in disgust. "How in the world--"

"Do not finish that question," Luna chuckled. So did Harry.

They finished their meals in silence and soon enough, they were back in Harry's BMW heading to her university campus.

"Harry?"

"Hmm?"

Luna sighed. "You're obviously not into me," No shit. "And guess what. I'm not into you either."

Harry didn't react to her statement. Was he suppose to feel hurt? Because he clearly didn't.

"It's just... I have a girlfriend," Harry stepped in the breaks, sending the two lurching forward. It's good that they had on seats lets, because they would be through the windshield at this point.

"You have a what?" He asked in disbelief.

"I have a girlfriend," she repeated. "My father obviously doesn't know. I haven't found it in me to come out
to him yet. I feel like I'd just be a disappointment to him, so that's why I agreed to going out with you. Also, that's why I've been so stuck up. I didn't want you to catch feelings for me."

"I have a girlfriend," Harry blurted. The next half hour was spent with the two bonding over how shitty their parents' way of bringing up children were. Harry told Luna about Khai and Luna told Harry about Zoey, her girlfriend. The two came to a conclusion that they would both keep up this act until Luna had it in her to come out to her father.

"Thanks for the ride. Good luck with Khai by the way," Luna smiled exiting the vehicle.

He thanked her before driving away, taking a glance at the buffalo wings on the passenger seat. Well, maybe he could use some flowers too.

Notes