Eternally Ours

33-Balcony Hopping

"Does everyone in the building have access up here?" Me and Harry have been sitting on the rooftop for ten minutes, Harry insisted that his Mum needs to time to calm down and learn how to act like a normal person but I just feel rude sitting up here.

"No it's only us that can get up here, with the card we can go to the floor we was just on, the one above has all the bedrooms on it and then it's the roof. It was always handy when I was still at school and used to sneak Annie up, my Mum wouldn't even know I was home half the time," Harry laughs, I couldn't imagine Annie being the kind of girl to sneak up to her boyfriends room she always seems so straight lace when it comes to the rules.

"It is really nice up here," I just can't get over how beautiful it is, with all the plants and flowers, it's extremely calming. I needed to calm myself down, I've always been the type of person to just dip my toe in, test the waters before entering the shallow end, slowly and surely, always avoiding the deep end like the plague. But right now I feel like I jumped feet first into the deep end of my life, and I feel as if I'm struggling to keep my head above water. Last week the only family member I had was my Mum, no Dad, no Grandparents, no Uncles, and now it's all being thrusted upon me. We should probably go back down to dinner, it was rude of us to even get up and leave in the first place but I can't bring myself to move.

"Harry are you going to tell me who Shane is? I'm guessing neither you or Freddie are friends with him from your reaction," I try and pry the information out of Harry, I ask this in part because I'm trying to avoid talking about everyone downstairs, but mainly because I'm worried about Jack. Out of everyone however I think he would be the hardest to crack, like he has the I'm working for MI6 and I know all kinds of classified information but I'll never tell.

"Like I said earlier it is a bit of a long story, and I'm sure it's not as bad as you think it is. You should really ask Jack." Harry answers rubbing the back of his neck with his hand, avoiding eye contact with me.

"Freddie is so much easier to get information out of than you."

"He always has been, when we was fifteen we had this horrible French teacher, it was one of the only classes Freddie, Jack and I had together. You could get kicked out of her class in a matter of seconds, Jack always seemed to be capable of being the quickest one booted out the room. But anyway, we was all sitting there and the teacher was facing the white board writing down the date and all the lesson points when she turned around and she asked us to say some of the French phrases we learned the previous class. And Freddie, who had to sit at the desk behind me and Jack on his own for reasons I guess you can imagine," Harry chuckles, turning in his position on the outdoor sofa, turning to face me.

"So Freddie being Freddie shouted out "voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir" in a english accent that was pretty impressive, she spun around nostrils flaring eyeballing the whole class demanding to know who said it. And this girl who was a bit of a teachers pet told her that it was Freddie. But our teacher replied that there was no way it could be Freddie, the voice was clearly a girls it was too high pitched for a males voice. Freddie took great offence to this, calling her a cheeky cow and how dare she say he sounds like a girl," I let out a laugh, slapping my hand to my mouth.

"That sounds like something Freddie would do. Nice try at distracting me though," Harry joins my laughing, scratching the back of his neck.

"Didn't work then?"

"Almost," I answer. The lift dings making me jump, the doors slowly open to reveal a worried looking Jesse, I sit up straight in my chair and stop laughing. I feel like this may be a constant emotion of his.

"Oh good you didn't leave," Jesse make his way across the roof to where we're sitting, he pulls one of the chairs to turn and face us both, "Harry do you mind giving us a minute?" He politely asks, Harry doesn't answer him just turns towards me, checking if it's alright. I nod at him, I owe him that we did both just walk out of dinner.