SO I spent the next few days practicing and Harry was a huge help with my aiming and whatnot. And after days I finally got it. I also talked more with Harry about how I grew up and why things had been so tough. When I left he used my nickname again and I am sure I blushed like a moronic 14yr old.
I'm starting to think I like him....and he's old enough to be my father. Somehow that doesn't change the fact that I do like him...OMG I did NOT just type that. Oh gods why me? Why can't I do anything like a normal person?!
I'm on my way out to Pandora with Meg (she paid to pierce my ears FINALLY!!!) and I stopped into the range to find my clip (yes I stupidly forgot it...wth is wrong with me?) and Harry was there in the shadows meditating. He handed me my clip and asked me to show him if I learned anything and I hit 4 of 6 shots. I told him he was a big help (he was) and he replied "Aren't I always?" (he is) and I replied "I don't know...I mean you have been so far I guess...how helpful are you at other things?"(WHAT THE FUCK GIRL!?) As I hurried out he said he'd see me later and used my nickname again...
I don't know how long it will be before I go back to the range...
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