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Our plane landed in London. Tanned, relaxed, and our hair sun-bleached, Dougie and I made our way through the terminal dragging out luggage behind us. Our honeymoon was INCREDIBLE, for lack of a more heavenly word. We spent five months traveling around South America, spending nights in beachfront 5 star hotels, being pampered and enjoying only the best luxuries of life...like yoga, golf, swimming, scooba diving, hang-gliding and rock-climbing. Then, at the end of the five months, to top it all off we spent a week back in Colombia, where everything started, before flying back home to London.
As I hurried through the terminal, anxious to find my mum and Mrs. Poynter, I could only imagine how big the twins have grown. I was so thankful that they agreed to take turns babysitting. It really worked out, huh? Our in-laws being bestfriends and everything before Doug and I got married. Hell, before we DATED. I saw them farther down the terminal and shrieked, dropping my suitcase and rushing over to hug them and scoop up the twins.
"MY BABIES!" I cried as I kissed both babies. I had missed them so much. It wasn't logical to bring them along obviously though, so Dougie and I had no other choice but to leave them with our mothers.
Dougie followed a few seconds behind me, carrying both suitcases. I gave him a 'whoops, i couldn't contain myself' face and he giggled, taking DJ out of my mom's arms and cradeling him. Holding Annie, I couldnt help but smile at how absolutely adorable Dougie was. He was absolutely amazing with kids and there was no one else in the world I'd rather have kids with than him. I smiled and sighed as my mum picked up my suitcase and started guiding us out of the terminal towards the car. By the time we were all packed in and on our way back home, the questions had started...they wanted to know everywhere we went and everything we did. Accordingly, I whipped out my digital camera and started showing pictures.
"That was Dougie trying to rock climb" i giggled. He stuck his tongue out at me. "You weren't any better!" he defended. I shrugged. "No, guess i wasnt..but you looked hysterical up there..so I HAD to take a picture."
Dougie laughed, taking the camera and pointing to the next picture. "That was Andrea, trying to SURF!" he laughed. I pushed his shoulder playfully. Our moms laughed as they flipped through the funny pictures. I dunno why, but we didn't seem to take ANY normal pictures. We had maybe 3 of us sitting down to dinner at some fancy restaurant, but the rest were of us taking embarrasing photos of each other.... like when Dougie fell asleep outside and i wrote "I LOVE CHEESE" with sunblock on his chest. When he woke up and came inside, he had a perfect tan, with the words written across his chest. Mannnnn did I get payback for that one! The next morning I woke up and had permanent marker all over my face.....mustache, unibrow, warts...you name it..he drew it on me! It took me nearly two hours of scrubbing in the shower and a whole bar of dove soap to get it off. My face was STILL recovering from the scrubbing.
"Well it looks like you guys had fun, and were glad to have you back!" my mom said finally, as we pulled into Dougie's driveway. Mrs. Poynter invited my mum in for tea, which she obliged, and we all headed into Dougie's house. I had Annie and Dj in my arms, and Dougie had the suitcases while our moms trailed along behind..gossiping or something. I somehow managed to balance the babies and open the door all at once, walking into the hallway and towards the kitchen.
"SURPRISE!" I heard shouts of people scream as I walked into the kitchen doorway. I gasped and thank GOD i had a good hold on DJ and Annie or else I definately would have dropped them in shock. Surprise is right! There in the kitchen, was my dad, Harry, Danny, Tom, Marie and a girl I dont recall ever seeing before. Hm. Danny had his arm around her as we walked in. I guess she's with him? Anyways, as Dougie and I made our way into the kitchen, and my dad took the twins, everyone started hugging us and asking about our trip. We were more then happy to tell them about all the adventures and pranks we pulled on each other. Like when I put temp blue hairdye into Dougie's shampoo. Hehe. He freaked when he got out of the shower until I told him that there was a special soap to get it out. Then he chirped in about how he stole all my clothes one day and hid them, leaving clues and a treasure map for me to find them. It took me all day in a bathing suit to find the ratty old suitcase he left them in..... THREE MILES DOWN THE BEACH. I dont know how he did it without me knowing either. It's still a mystery, but i'm convinced someone helped him.
Finally, I noticed the girl with Danny and stuck my hand out to introduce myself. "Hey..I'm Andrea..you must be with Danny?" I asked. She smiled and shook my hand, "Yeah I'm Lindsey. I've heard so much about you its so nice to finally meet you." I looked at Harry and Marie. Marie had busied herself with old pictures and report cards of Dougie on the fridge and Harry was staring at his feet. Was this...Harry's FLING Lindsey? The one Marie told me about? What the hell happened while I was gone?....
Chapter 51
Andrea's P.O.V.
After a few minutes of polite conversation, I asked
Marie if she'd come upstairs and help me unpack a few
things.
"I can come help you" Dougie offered, but after i shot
him a quick look..he seemed to understand that I
didn't really want help unpacking.
"Oh..well..actually, you go Marie..I'm sure Andrea
wants to tell you all about the trip" he covered.
Phew. I swear, that boy is amazing.
"What the hell?" I whispered to Marie, as we both
climbed the back stairs, suitcases in hand. She
shrugged and when we got inside Doug's old room I
closed the door and she started spilling details.
"So.. Right after you left, Danny showed up at some
party...with HER. I didn't need any introduction, the
fact that her name was Lindsey...and the way Harry
avoided talking to her, pretty much gave it away." She
vented, and I could tell she was kinda upset. I tried
to be as encouraging as possible. "So...have you told
Danny...how you feel about her being around?" I asked.
She shook her head. "I'm not dating Danny...I'd feel a
little weird telling him he couldn't see her, simply
because I dont like her..Although I do think its a
little weird hes hanging out with a girl his mate has
been with..." I frowned. She did kinda have a point.
She sighed, "I can understand why he'd be ...weirded
out...but Harry's been acting totally strange ever
since she showed up that night...and I dont like it"
she pouted. I felt bad. I can't imagine what shes
feeling.
"Well..maybe...if you like...i could get Dougie to
bring it up to Danny?...Let him know that you feel
uncomfortable and such..ya know?" I offered. She
hesitated, but finally smiled, seeming to feel better
about it. I threw the suitcases on the bed, fixed my
hair in the bathroom mirror and we went back down into
the kitchen to rejoin the group.
"That was quick..you unpacked already?" Tom called us
out. I bit my lip, and thought quick. "Yeah, we didn't
get to unpack..I forgot that I left the key for the
suitcases in my purse down here.." I lied, giggling
slightly. Our suitcases dont HAVE locks on them, but
other than Dougie..no one else would know the
difference. I looked at Dougie quickly, just to make
sure he wouldn't correct me. But he just smiled, which
made me giggle. It's as if he knew better that to
correct me- which I thought was totally
hysterical...and cute.
Opening his mouth for the first time, Harry joined the
conversation. "Well..we should all probably
leave..right.. let them get settled in and spend time
with the twins." Harry suggested. It was very obvious
he just wanted to get out of the closed situation with
Lindsey and Marie in the kitchen, but we all went
along with it. I hugged him, Tom, Danny and Marie and
politely told Lindsey it was nice to meet her. Gag.
What a lie. Harry and Marie walked out the front door
holding hands, but she flashed me a nervous look over
her shoulder and I blew her a kiss for goodluck. I
knew after they left, Marie and Harry would probably
have a lonnnnng talk- which I'm sure neither of them
were looking foward to. Hopefully it'd only help
things for them though. I sighed and closed the door
as our friends dispersed at the end of our driveway,
burrying myself in Dougie's chest, hugging him tight.
"Thanks for covering for me back there..." i started.
He giggled. "So fill me in...whats going on?.." I
started to explain...all about Harry and Marie...and
Lindsey and Danny....everything that went on while we
were gone that Marie just recently filled me in on.
Marie's P.O.V.
Harry and I walked down the sidewalk towards his house
in silence. I gulped, wondering if he was going to say
something anytime soon. I decided after a while, I'd
have to start the conversation, I turneed to him to
say something and opened my mouth...right as he turned
to me and opened his mouth to say something.
"Oh..sorry..you go first" he prompted me. I shook my
head and blushed, "No no no, you go ahead.." I
returned. He frowned and looked back down to his feet.
"I'm so embarrased..this is so weird.." he started. I
scoffed, "You have nooo idea." I returned. He looked
at me discouraged, "Oh..sorry..Its just...." Shit.
What do I say at a time like this? This isn't one of
those life lessons you can learn by watching Roseanne
or the Cosby Show. I bit my lip nervously,
"Harry..look.. I love you, and I dont hold what you
did against you..but you have to let me in! You have
to tell me what your thinking, and not just leave me
to guess. I have no idea WHAT you think of Lindsey...
" I said quickly, in what seemed like one deep breath,
but then I got quiet...talking almost under my
breath...afraid to utter the words: "If you..LIKE
her..." Harry heard and stopped short, his face
dropped.
For a few minutes, we stood there..hand in hand,
facing each other, neither of us uttering a word. I
stared into his eyes, trying to ONCE AGAIN, guess
where he was gonna go with this. Finally, he heaved a
big breath. "Its complicated" he said, and turned to
continue walking. I wasnt satisfied with that answer
though and kept my feet planted in the sidewalk, my
arm stretching foward- holding his hand- until he was
too far away and I had to let go. When I let go, he
turned around to face me again..but I couldn't speak.
I could only imagine the worst. Was he in love
with...her...? "I left my phone back at Andrea's..." I
lied. "I'm gonna go back and get it..I'll meet you at
home later okay?" I said, turning around quickly and
taking off down the sidewalk at almost full speed. I
wasn't really going to Andrea's house though, and when
I turned the corner, I sank down against a
fence..trying to catch my breath. I didn't want to
cry...i had cried over this too many times already.
But I felt like I was suffocating, and drowning in my
thoughts. I sat on the sidewalk, leaning up against
the fence and watched as the sunset, deteremined to
clear my mind and think of anything but Lindsey.
When the sun had set, and it was finally dark..I had
calmed myself down, but felt incredibly depressed.
Like something was eating away at my insides. I stood
up and started down the empty street towards town, and
after a few blocks my pace sped up and I was no longer
slumming along. I arrived at a small irish pub:
Murphy's, and decided to get something to drink.
Harry's P.O.V.
Marie asked me how i felt about Lindsey. Crap. What do
i say? I mean she's a gorgeous girl.. absolutely
gorgeous.. but other than physical attraction..I guess
I have nothing for her. I mean..I LOVE Marie. There's
no doubt in my mind about that, but I always seem to
get a butterflyish feeling when Lindsey's around...now
that shes hanging out with Danny all the time. "Its
complicated" I replied, as I turned to continue
walking down the sidewalk. She let go of my hand
though, and when I turned around I saw she hadn't
moved from the spot we were standing and her
expression almost broke my heart. Shoot. Wrong thing
to say.. her face's coloring started to fade. Dammit.
I felt my heart leap, knowing I had made a mistake.
"I left my phone back at Andrea's, I'm gonna go back
and get it and I'll meet you at home later" she said
quickly, turning and taking off down the sidewalk
before I could get a word in edgewise. "Okay..then.."
I whispered to myself, slowly walking down the
sidewalk towards my house. It was getting dark. The
sun was setting. The rest of the walk home, I thought
about Marie. What if I had upset her? Maybe I should
have ran after her, convinced her there was nothing to
worry about. Oh damn. Once again, I've made a jackass
of myself- hurting the one person closest to me.
I got home, put some food in the oven to heat up for
dinner and turned on the tv. After almost an hour,
dinner was ready, but Marie hadn't gotten back yet. I
debated whether or not to call her. I sighed and
flipped open my phone though, holding down number 1
for speed dial. It rang and rang and rang and rang.
Then voicemail picked up. I didn't bother leaving a
message..I didn't exactly have anything to say, So i
just dialed Dougie instead. Ring. Ring. Ring. "Hello?"
Dougie answered cooly.
"Hey Doug. Is Marie there with Andrea?" I asked. There
was a moment of silence on the line, "Uhhhh...."
Dougie replied nervously. Shit. My heart started
racing. "Did...she ever come back?...After we left?" I
asked, afraid to hear his answer. I heard rustling
around, and then Andrea picked up the phone,
"Harry?...Is Marie okay?" she asked. Gulp. "Uhm. I
thought she was with you...I think I might have said
something that upset her..." I started freaking,
worried where she might be. "Okay..dont worry, we'll
check the neighborhood..but I'm sure she's
fine...probably with Tom or someone...just to talk..ya
know?" Andrea tried to sound convincing, but I could
tell she was a little concerned too. Not that Marie's
incapable of taking care of herself. After all, she
lived in London by herself for several years. I
couldn't help but worry though.
I hung up the phone, grabbed my jacket, and rushed out
the door into the street, dialing her phone again.
Still no answer. I retraced our steps, and the way
back to Dougie's. Dougie was outside on the porch in a
teeshirt and boxers, yawning and scratching the back
of his neck. "Hey man- dont worry.. I'm sure she's
fine" he smiled. I smiled back and nodded,
appreciating his sincere efforts to make me feel
better.
After a couple of hours of looking- thankful for
Andrea's and Dougie's help- checking everywhere
between their house and mine, all the parks and yards
around, they encouraged me just to go home and wait
for her to come home. And I guess they were right. If
she called the house, or came home, I wouldn't be
there to answer her. I made the lonely walk back home,
completely terrified she might have hopped on a train-
never to come back to me again. All because I was
vague, even dishonest. I stared up at the bright
stars, my eyes stinging, before walking up my driveway
and into my house. I made myself comfortable on the
couch, checked for missed calls or messages, then
flipped on the news.
Chapter 52
Harry's P.O.V.
I sat watching the news for a few minutes, but it
quickly became boring. However, then a special report
came on the screen that quickly caught my attention.
"On a local 20 story apartment building, a very
hysterical young lady has climbed onto the roof and
appears to be threatening to jump." I squinted at the
small film screen coming across the television and
began to feel a lump growing in my throat. Not only
was that an apartment building in
town....that...looked...just...like...Marie.
I sat on the edge of the couch, stunned and completely
fixated on the television- afraid to react, too afraid
to move. The telephone on the coffee table in front of
me rang... I looked down at it, noticing I had started
to sweat profusely. I picked it up shakily and
answered, "Hello?"
"Harry...you, uh, should get down here..." Tom replied
in the phone. I struggled to swallow, afraid my
assumptions might be correct. Without even answering,
I hung up the phone and very stiffly walked to the
door, grabbing my coat on the way out, pulling the
front door closed behind me. I pulled my keys out of
my pocket, started the ignition and took off at full
speed into town to the apartment building I recognized
in the news report. When I got down there, I slammed
on the breaks and came to a screeching halt, jumping
out of the car- not bothering to take the keys or
close the door behind me. I bolted through the crowd
of people gathered on the sidewalk, trying to make my
way to the front of the pack and get to the building.
I looked around for Tom..Dougie, Danny...ANYONE I
might recognize that would have been here and
recognized Marie. Turning in circles in the crowd, and
being shoved in every which direction, a woman shouted
"SHES GOING TO JUMP" and immediately the crowd went
silent and everyone looked up to the roof of the
building as the body stepped over the ledge and began
to plummet to earth. I gasped, and a panick stricken
stream escaped from my mouth. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" I
screamed, tears streaming down my face as I
concentrated all of my efforts to push myself through
the crowd to the front of the barricade the police had
created, I swiftly jumped over the wooden roadblock
and rushed into the sidestreet as the lifeless body
hit the pavement with a loud thud.
I choked on my sobs as I closed my eyes and turned my
back, falling on my hands and knees to the ground. I
couldn't believe this was happening. I pounded the
pavement with my fists as I screamed, silently
swearing I'd never forgive myself. I mustered up the
courage to look over my shoulder, and after seeing the
distorted body- bones broken and sticking the wrong
way, and blood shining in the dim light of the moon on
the pavement, I turned away and began to gag, half
crawling to a nearby garbage can to throw up in. The
image would be burned in my head forever, and I began
to wish I had been hit by a truck- rather than seeing
her die infront of my eyes. It was unbearable.
I felt a tap on my shoulder, "Excuse me sir, are you a
friend....of..." a policeman asked after observing my
reaction. I nodded, still hysterical. He placed a
comforting hand across my shoulders, "We're gonna need
you to...identify...the body.." he suggested
sympathetically. I wiped my nose on my sleeve and
nodded, pulling myself to my feet and walking across
the street with him, trying to brace myself for what I
was about to see. The paramedics had already cleaned
up the street a little, and as I approached the gurney
with the lifeless body covered in a white sheet, my
emotions began to pour out of my body. I struggled to
stand, the last few feet being the hardest. I tried to
gain my composure, arriving at the side of the gurney,
as the paramedic began to lift the sheet off of her
face.
I screamed at what I saw, collapsing to the ground.
Andrea's P.O.V.
Yawn. "I wonder if Harry ever found Marie?" I asked
Dougie rhetorically as we both climbed into bed. I
pulled my wet- freshly washed- hair out of the bun and
shook it before sliding under the covers and wraping
myself around Doug. He shrugged, "I'm sure it all be
okay" he suggested. I nodded, hoping he was right.
Dougie usually was though. He had a way about him-
like he was psychic or something. I trusted him, so
when he thought something to be true, I usually
believed him.
I sighed, "Our honeymoon was amazing" i said dreamily.
He laughed lightly, "It was prettty awesome wasnt it?"
I nodded against his chest. "I think I'm gonna
mention something to Danny tomorrow" Dougie said,
staring blankly at the wall..his eyebrows wrinkled
deep in thought. I just nodded, "I bet Marie would
really appreciate that" I said, kissing him softly on
the cheek before turning over and flicking off the
light switch.
Harry's P.O.V.
I screamed and cried into the sleeves of my
sweatshirt, before jumping up onto my feet and
throwing myself onto the paramedic, laughing and
squealing in disbelief and incomprehensible garble.
"OH GOD. OH GOD. THANK YOU" i started, taking one more
quick look at the half-uncovered body..just to be
sure. I shook my head at the police officer, "Its not
her...I dont know who this woman is..." I said,
suddenly realizing someone else might have just lost
the love of their life, I was hit with sudden grief.
However, all I could think about was that Marie was
still alive, out in the streets of London somewhere. I
took a few slow steps away from the medics and
ambulances, as they watched me- confused and shocked.
I tried to process everything that just happened. All
of the emotions that went through me, everything I
felt...from rockbottom to sheer exstacy, it was
unreal.
I raced back to my car, which surprisingly no one
touched- or stole. I guess everyone was too wraped up
in the commotion on the street to notice my easily
stealable car. I closed the door and grabbed my phone,
which was sitting on the passengers seat. I flipped it
open. "16 missed calls" I clicked okay, revealing
Tom's name a number of times. I breathed a heavy sigh
of relief, and dialed his number.
"Harry?" Tom's voice echoed through the receiver.
"Yeah" I answered. "Dude..what the hell..you totally
hung up on me before." I stiffled a laugh, wiping off
my tear and dirt streaked face in the rearview mirror.
"Yeah sorry bout that..." I apologized. "Anyways, you
should really come by my house... Marie's here..." Tom
explained. I nodded. Which really didnt make sense,
considering he couldn't see me. "I'm on my way" I
replied, and flipped my phone closed. I had to take a
few deep breaths, convincing myself that life was good
again. Life was worth living.. Marie was alive...and
at Tom's. I had never been so relieved.
I pulled into his driveway and turned the car off,
taking one final look at myself in the mirror. I
looked healthy again. My face had coloring and my eyes
weren't puffy anymore. I climbed out of the car and
started up the sidewalk. Tom must have heard me pull
up, cause he was at the door by the time I climbed the
stairs to the porch. "Hey" he greeted numbly. I
furrowed my eyebrows, confused by his lack of emotion.
He seemed very preoccupied. He ushered me through the
door, the foyer, and into the family room...where
Marie was sleeping with her back to us on the couch.
"You have no idea how glad I am to see her..." I
stated outloud.
Tom was standing next to me, his arms crossed across
his chest, biting his lip. "I think she has alcohol
posioning..." he stated randomly. I laughed, thinking
he was kidding...until he gave me a serious look..
"Oh..." i replied. "What did you SAY to her?" Tom
asked accusingly. I walked over to her sleeping body.
She was cold and clamy, her breathing faint and
sparatic. CRAP. Just when I thought things were
perfect again...this is like the never ending
nightmare. "I went by Murphy's with G...she was
hysterical...babbling almost completely incoherently.
G said it sounded like she was talking about you
though...and on the way out of the pub, she threw up
and passed out..." Tom spoke from behind me. I nodded,
worried and regretful that all of this happened to
her. I guess I kind of deserved the scare I got
earlier tonight...after everything I've put her
through. I scooped her up into my arms and walked out
the door into the car, laying her down in the
backseat. I gave Tom a quick hug,
"Thanks..Tom..really..I'm gonna take her to the
hospital.." I said, nervously looking to the backseat.
He nodded and gave a wave, "Goodluck", as I jumped
back into the car and pulled down the street towards
the hospital.
Chapter 53
Harry's P.O.V.
I sat in a chair in the hospital room at the bottom of
Marie's bed. She had finally stopped throwing up but
was sleeping now quietly while I watched the news on
tv. It was 6 a.m. I was exh...austed..
"Hey..." she said softly, turning her head towards me.
I lifted my head from my hands and smiled over to her,
feeling kinda guilty. "Hey babe" i replied, pulling my
seat over closer and taking her hand in my own. "How
ya feeling?" I said, looking down as I traced her
knuckles with my finger. She didnt respond, so after a
minute I looked up, to see her frowning. "What...?" I
asked quietly, not understanding the reason for her
glumness...well..despite the fact that she got
completely trashed and spent the night in the
hospital...half unconscious, half barfing up her
intestines. "I'm sorry Harry..." she said sweetly,
which completly took me off guard. My mouth dropped
open and my forehead wrinkled in confusion.
"Wa...What?" I responded forcefully. "YOU'RE sorry?" I
scoffed. "Marie..you have NOTHING to be sorry about! I
should be sorry. I did this to you... I should have
stopped you, ran after you, explained that you're the
only one I could ever have loved... this is MY
fault.." I said, my cheeks burning in frustration and
guilt. Not only did I totally cause this...but now she
was trying to apologize for MY wrongdoings.
I calmed myself back down and leaned in to whisper to
her, "I should have said this a long time ago. You're
the only one for me. I love you.." I smiled, gently
kissing the back of her hand. She smiled and giggled,
before turning her hand and softly cupping my cheek
with her hand. "Love you too" she whispered back.
"NOW..." my voice became more serious... "Never do
that to me AGAIN..." I laughed, "okay?" If only she
knew the scare I had earlier that night. But she
didn't need to know. In those few minutes, when I
thought my world had crumbled around me... I knew
Marie was the only woman I'd ever love...the only one
I COULD ever love. She didn't need to know the hows,
whens, or wheres...but simply that I love her. That I
had come to realize how priceless she is in my life.
A few hours later, she seemed to be getting stronger.
She said she felt better, was able to hold down some
food, and didn't look quite so weak and exhausted
anymore. I heard a knock on the door and stood up,
walking over to answer it. It was Doug and Andrea.
"Hey guys..." I said smiling.
"Heyyyy!!" Andrea rushed over to Marie's hospital bed,
"what happened honey? You gave us all such a scare!...
Especially Harry.." i heard her say quietly. Not five
minutes later, Tom, Danny and....gulp, Lindsey...
followed behind them. All coming to see how Marie was
feeling. It was pretty nice of them, but I almost
wanted to yell at Danny. "Dude..I dont think its a
good idea to bring HER...HERE.." I whispered through
my teeth in Danny's ear... referring to Lindsey.
"Ahem" I turned to see Marie, clearing her throat for
everyones attention. "Can I have a moment...with
Lindsey?...a-alone?" she asked politely. My mouth
dropped open.. in shock and confusion, but after a
moment, i nodded and grabbed the boys by their elbows,
leading them toward the door to give the girls their
privacy. "You were saying?" Danny smiled smugly at me.
I scoffed and shook my head. "Well..that
was....unexpected?"...
Marie's P.O.V.
I smiled, trying to seem friendly and welcoming. "Come
sit down Lindsey..." She stared at me wide eyes, but
after soaking in the concept, nodded and stepped
closer, sitting in Harry's seat a foot or two away.
She looked terrified.... as if I were even CAPABLE of
putting a mean hurt on her, hospital bed and all...
Still, i tried to stay calm and sweet.
"Lindsey, look... I know all about Harry and you. And
everything that happened. And I just want you to know
that I dont hold it against you. I've accepted that it
was something Harry did in the past, and now that
you're with Danny... We'll be seeing more of each
other and I just hope its something we can put behind
us..." I sat and waited her response to my peace
offering. She sighed, obviously taking it all in, her
gaze transfixed on the linolium tiled floor of the
hospital. Finally, she picked up her head and smiled
at me. "I cant tell you how nice that sounds..." I
smiled at this and held out my arms, giving her a
friendly hug. The fact that Harry had pretty much
confessed his love for me...definately made me more
inclined to be nice to the poor girl, who obviously
wasn't to blame.
I heard a knock on the door and released my grip
around her as Harry stuck his head in. "Everything
good in here?" he asked. I smiled and nodded and the
rest of the crew, who had obviously been waiting right
outside the door, re-entered my hospital room. "I
really must say: I'm feeling so much better. Can't I
leave yet?" I asked, directing towards Harry- who I
wanted to go ask a nurse or a doctor somewhere and
convince them I was okay to leave. He chuckled and
smiled, "I'll go find a doctor..."
A few hours later, Harry and I were walking back up
the front steps to his house. He unlocked the door and
we made ourselves comfortable on the couch. While I
was feeling better, I didn't really have alot of
energy. My night was pretty shitty, so I was still
tired. I yawned and flopped onto my side, putting my
feet onto Harry's lap, who was sitting next to me- my
bum facing him. We watched the news for a few minutes,
vefore flipping to MTV, when Harry started rubbing my
feet. It tickled a little at first, which made me
laugh...but it was definately relaxing.
Danny's P.O.V.
After leaving the hospital, I took Lindsey to the
movie theater. We saw that new SpiderMan
movie....or...well..no thats a lie. We SAT in the
theater of the new spider man movie. Can't say I
actually watched an entire scene though. On the way
over, Lindsey had told me about Marie's peace
offering....which pretty much gave me the green flag.
If Marie didn't care about me being with
Lindsey...then I sure as hell wasn't gonna hold off
doing something I wanted to do. Well.. providing
Lindsey was up for it atleast.
After the movie, when the lights came back on, I
pulled away from Lindsey and sat back in my seat as
people climbed over us and past us on their way out
the door in the back of the theater. "Whoops...we
missed the movie didn't we?" I laughed. She smiled and
giggled shyly. After everyone had exited the theater,
I leaned back into her, placing the palm of my hand on
her cheek before threading my fingertips through her
long, loose, flowing hair. "Where were we?" I
whispered as I moved closer, pressing my lips against
hers to end our hiatus. At this point, we had been
comfortable enough kissing each other to start pushing
the limits. I wrapped my arm around her side, not
breaking the kiss, and pulled her out of her
seat...over the arm of the theater chair separating
our bodies.... I pulled her onto my lap as she put her
legs on either side of mine, wrapping her arms around
my neck as my hands started to wander.....
"AHEM." I heard from behind me, jolting me to pull
away from Lindsey and hold my hands up in a "I
surrender" manner. An usher stood in the isle facing
us, a broom and garbage can in either hand. "I hope my
job isn't interrupting your inability to control
yourselves in a public place" he scoffed
sarcastically. My mouth opened, but nothing came out.
I didn't have any witty remarks or comebacks so I
shrugged and stood up, pulling Lindsey along with me
as we past the movie theater employee and exited out
into the parking lot, trying to stiffle giggles. After
getting in my car, I leaned over once more for a quick
kiss before turning on the car and driving back
towards home.. Our visit to Marie earlier this morning
had given me an odd sense of joy. No, not because
Maire was in the hospital! Marie's always been a good
friend...to me, and to Harry. The news of her truce
was incredibly liberating. I didn't worry about
falling for Lindsey anymore...I didn't worry about
bringing her around when the whole group was hanging
out. I was finally free to love....or lust...
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