The Heart Wants What It Wants ✔️

Ch. 11

True to my word, I'm going out for a run this morning. After changing into a proper runninf attire, I grab Mike's leash and we head out.

Once outside, I notice that there was someone new moving in. I got closer to the car to see who the new person is, but saw no one. The trunk of the car was just open for the world to take their stuff. At least that's what I thought,

"I hope you're not thinking of stealing anything." A voice chuckles from behind me. I jump and turn around quickly. I was face to face with a guy who was about 19 years old. His hair was brown and curly. It looked incredibly soft. He had brown eyes, and he had a five o'clock shadow.

"I have pictures if you want?" He chuckles, snapping me out of my thoughts. I blush bright red in embarrassment and fluster.

"S-sorry. I wanted to greet the person who was movin in. I-I didn't know it was you and I wasn't gonna steal anything! I swear." I stutter

"Woah! Chill. I was just messing with you." He smiles kindly. My blush deepens.

"Are you okay? You're really red. Have you just finished a run?" He says

"N-no...Uhm...I uh gotta go." I stutter out

"Okay...well, I'm Chris by the way." He puts his hand out to shake

"Harley" I smile and shake his hand

"And who is this fellow?" He crouches down and puts his hand out to Mike.

"This is Mike, my dog." I say. Mike lowers his guard and lets Chris pet him.

"We're allowed to have pets?" He looks up at me

"Yup, as long as they are trained" I say

"That's so cool! I think I'm gonna like it here." He smiles as he stands up

"It's near the mall, it's near the park, you're allowed to have pets, and a beautiful lady lives here too." He winks at me. I blush and look down. Jeez...this reminds me of the time Jaxon first started talking to me. My face was so red the entire time. I felt like you could boil some soup on my cheeks.

"I should uhm get go going. I was supposed to go out for a run" I say

"Oh! I'm sorry. I'll let you go now."

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I finished my jog, and all throughout it, Mike ran by my side. He mever left my side, and it gave me comfort that he would protect me. We walked up to the apartment complex and I see Chris carry what seems like the last box of things from his car. I walk up to him and tap his shoulder.

"Heya" I say. He turns to look at me and smiles widely

"Hello again Harley!!" He says

"Finished moving in?" I ask

"Yup! This is the last box. Next thing to do is unpack, which I will be doing tomorrow because I am so tired" He says

"Have fun with that" I chuckle

"I know right! In my room for the whole frickin day just unpacking boxes" He groans

"I could help if you want" I offer

"Really?" His face brightens up

"Yeah. I'll give you moral support" I smirk

"Jee...thanks Harley" I laugh as his face drops.

"I'm so tired" He groans as we get into the elevator

"What floor?" I ask him

"5th" He says