Chapter 23

• "This lasagna is delicious. Your mom is a great cook." Harry said, reaching for another bite. I tried to smile, still feeling the burn in my eyes.
• He had asked me if he could pick me, but I never told my mom about him, and instead asked him if we could meet at the local park. He had promised me he would take me somewhere beautiful- he had kept his promise.
• The night was gorgeous. Harry was playing 'Shelter by The xx' on his Bluetooth speakers. We were sitting at the top of an abandoned (but stable, Thank Goddess) tower, looking out over the whole city as it twinkled and glittered underneath the sky. I wondered where Pete was- what would he have told my mother. Did he tell her about Andrew out of spite?