Hide from 'Falling' || H.S

Chapter 41 - Harry | Teasing*

"Fucking brat." I gritted out between my teeth with a stunned shake of my head. Of course I would have run off with the money, but why does this girl really have to think of everything? It's annoying.
"Excuse me?" she scoffed back.
"You heard me perfectly," I smirked at her.

Another huff left her cherry lips and she's now looking out her side window to turn even further away from me now. But that didn't bother me at all. Now I had my peace again.

After another half hour I headed for an exit to finally get something to eat and drink as well as new clothes. Maybe even a throw away cell phone, which can not be tapped. Ashely is not the only one who has to make calls.
"Why are you taking us to a new small town?" she exclaimed in surprise when she noticed where we were going. "We're not supposed to stop!"

"We need to get a few things." I replied curtly as I drove past the small town's entrance sign. Her eyebrows shot up in confusion, but she knew I wouldn't give her any further explanation so she didn't even try. It would just cause another argument. Because that's the one thing we do best: argue.

I pulled the stolen car over and turned off the engine so we could get out. Without another exchange, I just got out of the car, knowing that she would follow me. Which she did, because she copied my movement and got out as well. She casually put her right arm on the roof of the car and looked against the sun in my direction.

"And what now? What's your plan?" she wanted to know strained. I looked emotionlessly into her face and then just walked off in the direction of one of the open stores. I was still pissed.
It was a store for cheap clothes, probably for tourists and people passing by who want to buy something new quickly.

A bell on the door rang once and then a second time, as Ashely had trailed behind me. I looked in the clothing racks searching for something inconspicuous to wear, Ashley did the same. I looked over at her and for the first time since we left the motel our eyes met. I quickly looked back into the pile of clothes on the counter next to me and ran my fingers through them.

"I know you liked your cowgirl outfit, but this time something more inconspicuous might be more appropriate." I then said casually. A sarcastic giggle left her lips and when I looked back over at her she flipped me off. "Fuck off!"

I smirked to myself and then grabbed everything I needed for several days. Ashley did the same and wordlessly picked out a few clothes. With a wrinkled nose she looked at the ugly tourist designs of the shirts and pants. Of course, I also did not miss how she picked out black and white underwear and then brought them with all her other things to the checkout.

She paid for our purchase, with actually my money, and we then left the store again. "Where to now?" she then asked.
"We're going to get something to eat, a throw away cell phone, and then we'll go on our way," I instructed. She nodded and we got the last things on our list, only to arrive back at the car with full bags.

As quickly as we entered the small town, we left it again. On the further journey tension was in the air and we did not talk to each other again, since this morning our hatred for each other has probably become even stronger. Also when we had eaten we hardly paid attention to the other.

When Ashely then took out the throw away cell phone, I tore it out of her hand. "As long as you don't tell me who you called yesterday, I won't give it to you!" I hissed at her as she stared at me without understanding.
Annoyed, she crossed her arms over her chest and snorted out loudly. "Why do you want to know so badly?" Followed by a groan.