“It’s not just about ‘kids learning to talk’. It’s development in general, there are stages, milestones, achievements. It’s giving them guidance. It’s knowing the difference between them learning to listen and speak while actually comprehending the language. There are so many more factors involved, phonology , syntax …”
Ok so I was wrong, apparently there’s a lot more to kids learning to talk than them just…well…talking . But it was still boring, so I cut her off.
“Ok ok, I’m sorry. I don’t know anything about kids anyway . I believe you. But you’ve just wasted two minutes, and you’ve only got about five minutes until you have to go in. So instead, why don’t you tell me how long your exam is?”
“Why?”
“So I’ll know when to be here to take you home.” I answered.
Obviously!
“Um, that’s ok Mason, thanks, but I’ll be fine getting home.”
“I’m sure you will, but said your feet were hurt and you’re ill. No offense babe, but you look and sound like shit. I’m around for a few hours, so I can take you home.”
“It’s a two hour exam, you don’t need to wait around. Really, I’ll be fine.”
“Yeah, you will be. Because I’ll be here in two hours to take you home.”
She sighed, like I was actually putting her out for offering to take her home.
“Whatever, if you want to do that then fine. Thanks for the lift.” She replied, then huffed, and got out of the car.
I watched her walk into the building, wondering why she couldn’t just accept a favour and get on with it.
I decided right then that even if I couldn’t have her, which I wanted to, I was definitely going to keep her in my life.
It had been a long time since someone could make me laugh, piss me off, turn me on and confuse me, all at the same time.
Ok so yeah, I’m glutton for punishment. Nothing about it was going to be easy, she seemed fairly determined to push me away. But if there’s one thing I’m not, it’s easily deterred.
I’m not spoilt exactly, I just want what I want and Jackson always told us that there was nothing we couldn’t do if we put our mind to it.
He may have been talking about careers at the time, but I figured the same rules applied!
I decided to drive back to the exam building fifteen minutes early, thinking maybe she might finish early, and knowing the little amount I already knew about Harper, she probably would have done that just to avoid me.
I was not wrong.
I had only just pulled up at the curb when she walked out of the building. She threw a quick glance around, but didn’t notice my car, then I watched as her shoulders fell, not in disappointment, in relief! She just started walking in the opposite direction.
I didn’t get it. Not even a little. Why would she suffer, through pain, rather than take a lift from me?
I followed behind her, which was not an easy job considering the traffic in London is a nightmare. But her walking, quickly deteriorated into a limp, then mere minutes later, she slumped down onto a bench and put her head in her hands.
I’d had enough, I couldn’t watch her be in pain anymore, even if she was causing it herself. I pulled over, jumped out of the car and strode to stand in front of her. She didn’t notice me at first, I know that for sure, because when she did, her shoulders tensed and I heard her whisper ‘ shit!’ under her breath.
“Come on. Just get in the car Harper, you’re a mess. You can’t walk home like that. You don’t even have to speak to me . Just let me take you home.” I held out a hand to help her up and she stared at me for a few beats before reluctantly taking it and standing up.
I knew she must have been in more pain than I’d originally thought because she leant into me, supported her weight on my forearm and limped the few steps to the car.
On the drive back to her house, she was silent again, but not in a strop like on the way, no, this was like she was thinking about something.
“What
Ok so I was wrong, apparently there’s a lot more to kids learning to talk than them just…well…talking . But it was still boring, so I cut her off.
“Ok ok, I’m sorry. I don’t know anything about kids anyway . I believe you. But you’ve just wasted two minutes, and you’ve only got about five minutes until you have to go in. So instead, why don’t you tell me how long your exam is?”
“Why?”
“So I’ll know when to be here to take you home.” I answered.
Obviously!
“Um, that’s ok Mason, thanks, but I’ll be fine getting home.”
“I’m sure you will, but said your feet were hurt and you’re ill. No offense babe, but you look and sound like shit. I’m around for a few hours, so I can take you home.”
“It’s a two hour exam, you don’t need to wait around. Really, I’ll be fine.”
“Yeah, you will be. Because I’ll be here in two hours to take you home.”
She sighed, like I was actually putting her out for offering to take her home.
“Whatever, if you want to do that then fine. Thanks for the lift.” She replied, then huffed, and got out of the car.
I watched her walk into the building, wondering why she couldn’t just accept a favour and get on with it.
I decided right then that even if I couldn’t have her, which I wanted to, I was definitely going to keep her in my life.
It had been a long time since someone could make me laugh, piss me off, turn me on and confuse me, all at the same time.
Ok so yeah, I’m glutton for punishment. Nothing about it was going to be easy, she seemed fairly determined to push me away. But if there’s one thing I’m not, it’s easily deterred.
I’m not spoilt exactly, I just want what I want and Jackson always told us that there was nothing we couldn’t do if we put our mind to it.
He may have been talking about careers at the time, but I figured the same rules applied!
I decided to drive back to the exam building fifteen minutes early, thinking maybe she might finish early, and knowing the little amount I already knew about Harper, she probably would have done that just to avoid me.
I was not wrong.
I had only just pulled up at the curb when she walked out of the building. She threw a quick glance around, but didn’t notice my car, then I watched as her shoulders fell, not in disappointment, in relief! She just started walking in the opposite direction.
I didn’t get it. Not even a little. Why would she suffer, through pain, rather than take a lift from me?
I followed behind her, which was not an easy job considering the traffic in London is a nightmare. But her walking, quickly deteriorated into a limp, then mere minutes later, she slumped down onto a bench and put her head in her hands.
I’d had enough, I couldn’t watch her be in pain anymore, even if she was causing it herself. I pulled over, jumped out of the car and strode to stand in front of her. She didn’t notice me at first, I know that for sure, because when she did, her shoulders tensed and I heard her whisper ‘ shit!’ under her breath.
“Come on. Just get in the car Harper, you’re a mess. You can’t walk home like that. You don’t even have to speak to me . Just let me take you home.” I held out a hand to help her up and she stared at me for a few beats before reluctantly taking it and standing up.
I knew she must have been in more pain than I’d originally thought because she leant into me, supported her weight on my forearm and limped the few steps to the car.
On the drive back to her house, she was silent again, but not in a strop like on the way, no, this was like she was thinking about something.
“What
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