Chapter Eleven
Harley
"Wait here,'' he lets go of my hand and I take a deep breath as his warm smile hits me.
We are in front of the café. he didn't think my barn idea was good enough. I didn't know where else to take him and can you blame me. I don't have anywhere else but my house and now that dad is back, I can't take him there.
Ever since he returned, he has been home.
Twenty-four, seven. I get that he is injured. Now, things are different. A lot different than they were when he left. I am trying to adjust to the change. Dad had a garage, one with his best friend, before he went back to the army. I completely understand why fixing cars might now be what he needs but he needs to bounce back to his normal life. I am not the best person to tell him all that because I haven't even gotten my shit together.
I haven't even been studying for the exams I am going to take in a month.
"Where are you going?'' I ask him, worried that I scared him off. that kiss, was everything that I knew it was going to be.
His touch alone was electrifying but the moment his lips met mine, it was end game.
"I want to get my car. I am going to take you somewhere. We are going to do this right,'' he winks, my heart jolts.
His eyes pierce into my soul. It eats me out from the inside and it is the good kind. The kind that makes me happy.
"Should I wait outside?'' I ask.
Somehow, the café has become our place. this is where I met him and something just tells me that we will make a lot of memories in this place. I don't want to dwell on the fact that this is just sex for him.
I am going to make it more.
I am going to make him fall in love with me. I don't want this to be sex. I want it to be the romance that I can get before college. I want to think about him when I wake up in the morning, I want to sleep with thoughts of us.
I am going to make the most of this.
"No, wait for me inside, I will be back in like fifteen minutes.''
I didn't even know that he had a car. There are a couple of people in town that have cars. The only people I know who own cars are The Astrid's. They are the owners of most of the businesses in town.
"Okay,'' I tell him.
He smiles and lets go of me. I watch him as he disappears from my sight and my heart thuds. The excitement does not leave me because he is gone. This man is more mysterious than I thought he was and it just intrigues me the more.
I walk inside and Mateo sees me.
There is a frown on his face.
He must have seen us through the transparent glass.
There will be talk about this for sure. I don't actually care. I am already a disappointment to my mother, so this should not be any different.
"What are you doing kid?'' he asks me as I walk over to him. that doesn't stop him from pouring a cup of coffee for me.
"He is nice,'' I tell him.
He rolls his eyes "He is dangerous.''
Rumours again.
Just because people have been talking, doesn't mean I should listen. People would say things about me too and they are not true.
"You don't know him."
"Do you?'' he raises a brow.
I take a sip of the coffee.
"I just want to get to know him. I don't think there is anything wrong with getting to know the man.''
He scoffs "He is just going to hurt you. You are naïve and he is going to take advantage of that.''
"I am old enough to know what I want and I want to get to know him. There is nothing wrong with getting to know someone.''
He sighs and I watch him as he attends to another customer. After a couple of minutes, he walks back to me "Are you here to study?''
I shake my head. For the first time in a while, I don't have books in my bag.
"Are you waiting for him again?'' he asks.
I sigh.
Matteo really is on my case with this. I don't like that he is prying so much. I am not a kid. I am old enough to make my decisions.
"I think I can figure all this out on my own,'' I don't mean to snap at him but he is pulling all my strings.
"I don't want to have to talk to your mother about this. I heard your father just came back. Do you want to start causing problems, after everything that happened in school?"
I don't like his tone.
In fact, it is pissing me off but I also know that he can actually tattle to my mom. He cares about me. He is only worried about me but I just need him to back off.
I can handle this on my own.
"I would appreciate it if you just let this go. please. I can handle this on my own.''
I am pleading because I know this is not something I can win. He will talk to my mother and she will find a way to make sure that I don't see him again. She will send me away to her sister's convent.
"I care about you kid and I don't want to see you spiral.''
I don't tell him that I already spiralled. I don't tell him how useless I feel most days. This is the first time in a long time that I have actually been happy and even though I know that this might end up with me being hurt, I want to see it to the end.
I want it all.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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