I walked along the path in my backyard, between bushels of flowers that ranged from sun flowers to daisies to radient red roses. My phone was the only thing I payed attenion to for once. Normally, I would be completely taken under by the characters in a new romance novel I was reading. Instead, I found myself overwhelmed with the need for Harry's call or text or something to signal that he wanted to talk to me. Suddenly, a light came up on my phone as well as a number. I smiled greatly even though my father says to never answer a number that isnt yet in my contacts I picked up the phone call.
"Hello?" The fimiliar voice asked.
"Hi," i replied, "who is this?"
"Who do you think, Miss Scarlet?" He asked and I could ony imagine the dimple filled smirk appear on his face while he spoke.
"Hey, Harry! You actually called, huh?"
"Yeah, I kind of missed your little voice."
I blushed a little while kicking a pebble in the pathway.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"Just kicking rocks outside." I replied and herd him chuckle.
"Kicking rocks? Is this a hobby of yours?"
I giggled in response saying, "No. It's just a nice day out and I already finished my book so-"
"Oh, what did you read?"
He seemed very interested in anything and everything I had to say.
"Hey, what kind of flower is that?" He asked and I squinted.
"I'm sorry, what?"
"That yellow one, to your right at the gate?"
I looked to my right seeing a yellow flower being held by a curly haired boy. My smile spread across my face as I ran to him with joy.
"How did you get back here?!" I asked astonished that for one- he found my house, then two- he passed not only an electric fence that ran across the top of the wooden 7 foot tall fense but guards who stood at every corner. My father treated us like we were royalty or something, being so guarded and closed in.
"Your guard right there, he's my uncle."
"No way! That's so cool!"
"Yeah but we have to still keep quiet, looks like your family is pretty concerned for their privacy."
"My father, mostly. He's out on business right now while my grandparents are here."
"Oh well, he's just trying to protect you. I would too."
He made me smile at every word that came from his perfect mouth. His white teeth sparkeled when the sun hit him just right as well as his green eyes. I had to smile every second we spoke then herd my grandmother calling me in for lunch. I sighed sitting on the bench swing with Harry.
"I have to go, Harry."
His face looked to the ground then back up at me with a smile.
"Text me?" He asked and I nodded my head with a smile as well before he kissed my cheek.
"Bye Harry!" I said as he ran off behind trees and bushes.

Notes

"He was Romeo, I was a Scarlet letter"