After Dark

Chapter 8

*Bo's POV*

I watch Harry's face change into one of anger. I feel my cheeks flush as I recall what had happened earlier tonight. I look out the window and that's when I remember that we are in front of the dorms.

My fingers instinctively go to my neck, looking for the chain to hold on to. When I don't feel it, I look down to see I don't have my necklace on. I suck in my bottom lip and look back at Harry. The paper plane necklace he gave me isn't there.

I mean, I suppose it's okay because we're not going out. I wonder if he even remembers that he gave it to me?

Harry turns the car off and unlocks the doors. I don't try to get out for fear of what he is going to do. His head whips to look at me, his curly hair bouncing slightly.

"Aren't you going to get out?" Harry asks in that smooth drawl of his. My hand reaches for the door handle, but I pause.

"Promise me that you won't go off on Jace because of what he did." My cheeks flush as I hold out my pinky. He looks at my small finger and then back at my face.

He sighs heavily, "This is so stupid." His bigger pinky wraps around my own and I can't help but to smile. I have to agree; this feels really childish.

"Alright, now will you leave?" Harry asks. I nod my head and open the car door, releasing myself of the seatbelt across my chest.

I climb out of his gorgeous black range rover, but before I close the door, I lean back in and ask "Can you walk me to my dorm room?"

I don't know what made me ask that, and I'm pretty sure everyone knows we're hardly friends. I think it's just the comfort of knowing someone is keeping me safe while I walk to my room. Harry looks at me for a second, then unbuckles his own seatbelt and climbs out of the car.

And that's how I ended up walking to my dorm room just before curfew with Harry, the big badass, right behind me. I think it was a mistake because I actually felt more paranoid with his tall and darkly-clothed figure lurking behind me. I turned my head every three seconds to make sure he wasn't any closer. At one point, I looked over my shoulder and Harry was a little ways back, stopped in the middle of the hallway.

"What's wrong?" I look at him curiously. He shakes his head as if he's clearing his thoughts and starts moving forward again, catching up to me. It only take a few more minutes to get to my room, and the tension in the air is inevitable.

I open the door quietly, and I am surprised that it is unlocked. There's no sign of Steph, she's probably at Tristan's.

Harry whispers quietly, "You should really keep your door locked. You have no idea who will come in here."

"Steph probably left it unlocked as she left," I reply softly. As I turn around, I watch Harry's face darken and he steps backwards, further into the hallway. He looks at the room like he can't believe his eyes.

"Is something wrong?" I ask for the second time this night.

Harry clears his throat and shakes his head. "No, nothing's wrong."

"Oh," I say softly. "Well, have a safe trip home."

Before I can stop myself, I move on my tiptoes and kiss his cheek. My mouth opens in shock as I step away. I look at Harry's face and his eyes are open wide. I silently close the door, trapping him on the other side.

I move like a zombie to my bed, and sit down, placing my hands in my lap. My mouth hangs open for a few seconds before I promptly close it. I drop my head to my pillow, placing my hand under it.

Then, I find it. The paper plane necklace. I hold it in my hand and the smooth silver catches the light. I smile to myself and hold it to my chest, where it belongs.


(HI GUYS [girls]! A lot of you have been asking for updates and at first it was annoying and then it became endearing so here is chapter 8. Thank you all for the support and I hope you keep commenting (: So, one of you suggested that I update on one day a week. I figure I should do it on Friday, so I'm fully awake and not stressing over school. Depending if I have any after school activities, of course. Would that be okay?)