The blank screen screamed at him to be filled but no matter how he tried he could not begin his assignment. All of his notes had been done and yet he did not know how to start. Rubbing his head in frustration he closed the laptop and went to get himself a drink. Looking out of the kitchen window he watched the people walk by wishing he was with them instead of trying to do something that obviously wasn't happening. He had a week to write a two thousand word assignment and he had no idea how he was going to do it. Sighing heavily he decided that fresh air might help his thinking so grabbing his car keys he left his laptop to its own devices.
The weather had been glorious all week but overhead the clouds had darkened. Rain threatened to dampen the day and Harrison cursed. It would have been nice to drive with the windows down but the chill in the air meant the windows were wound up and the heater was now on. Music blared as he made his way out of town and into the country. The need to let off some steam whirled through him his foot pressing slowly down harder on the accelerator. Deep inside something itched to get out a mood that was hard to explain but was easy to see.
Further out he drove until he was miles from anywhere. The car roared loudly and it mirrored his mood exactly. In front of him the road was clear flanked on either side with hedges that glistened from the rain that was now falling heavily. Wipers swished over the windscreen clearing it just enough to see. Frustrated with the weather and having to slow down Harrison decided to find somewhere too chill out. Corner after corner came and went and the weather showed no sign of letting up. Hedges gave way to trees and even greater darkness their branches meeting overhead to form a canopy above him.
In front of him he could see the lightness returning as the trees thinned out. At the back of his mind he knew he recognised where he was and somewhere ahead of him was a pub he could stop to have a drink and relax before heading back to the damned assignment that needed writing. Rounding a corner he grunted. Slamming on his breaks as he saw the car with its boot up at the side of the road. Who the hell was stupid enough to park so close to a bend, he thought cursing whoever it was.
Stacy kicked the car once more wishing she had paid attention when her ex had shown her how to change a tyre. Instead she was now cursing the piece of shit in front of her, although there was no way she was getting oil on her hands after spending a fortune on a manicure the day before. Pressing the hazard button she reached for her mobile intent on calling her ex to come and sort her car out. A bleep and the phone died in her hand. Damn could anything else go wrong today, she thought, first the tyre and now her mobile. Even the weather was against her as she felt the breeze through the trees making her shiver. Dressed for summer her dress wasn't the best thing to wear in the rain. Leaning against the car she heard the squeal of breaks before she saw the car pull over in front of her. Staying where she was Stacy waited to see who got out before deciding if they were safe enough to approach or if she needed to lock herself in her car.
Harrison saw the woman standing by the car as he pulled over. Getting out and slamming his door in anger he stomped over to her.
"Why the hell have you parked so close to a corner? Don't you know how dangerous that is?"
Stacy felt herself bristle as the boy walked over. He didn't look old enough to drive although he wasn't exactly small in height his face had the freshness of youth.
"Like I planned to break down here of all places. At least it's in a layby and not on the road itself. My phones died and if you think I'm changing a tyre with these nails then think again."
Harrison rolled his eyes. Oh my god she was one of those females, he thought, more interested in looking good than doing something substantial. Glancing at her car he saw that the rear tyre was flat. Rolling up the sleeves on his hoodie he sighed heavily.
"Oh for fuck sake you won't hurt your fingers changing a tyre."
"And I'm not spending a fortune on a manicure to break a nail changing a tyre."
Was this woman for real? What was wrong in breaking a nail, he thought. Looking at her he realised she would struggle changing a tyre in what she was wearing. Her dress skimmed over her curves barely coming mid-thigh, her shoes matched her dress and her blonde hair was poker straight down her back. It was only the tiny lines around her eyes that showed she was older than he thought she was at first. Still she was worth a second look and maybe even more. As he thought that he realised she was talking to him again.
"Have you got a phone I can borrow so I can call my ex please?"
"You don't need to call him, I can change a tyre for you." He noted how she had said ex and not boyfriend or husband. She looked good for a woman her age, large breasts strained at the material of her dress and deep in his brain he wondered if she was wearing a bra under it or if they were real and not fake like most woman preferred these days. His cock twitched as he thought about how they might look free from her dress.
"I wouldn't want you to put yourself out."
Harrison ignored the sarcasm and walked over to her car.
"You have got everything in here to change a tyre?"
"I'm not that blonde you know. Of course I have everything to change a tyre" Harrison raised his eyebrow at her remark hiding a smirk behind his hand.
"Well that does surprise me." he said more to himself than to her.
"What was that?"
"Oh nothing." Grabbing the stuff he needed from the open boot he made his way to the flat tyre. Through the canopy of branches he could feel the rain start to get heavier and glancing upwards he cursed again. Jacking the car up he placed the spare wheel under it before finding the tool he needed to loosen the wheel nuts.
"Is that safe?"
