If there is anything I know is that no one knocks on Harry's door. Harry got up with so much confidence that I thought he maybe sensed who was at the door. I got up and got behind the island, tucking myself in the corner. I was not going to be the brave idiot.
I heard the door crack and then I heard noises. I'm assuming Harry let the person in because I heard footsteps coming towards the kitchen where I was.
"Ella?" I heard Harry call out
I quickly jumped up from behind the island and pushed my hair back. I saw a person standing behind harry looking at me. He was an older man, probably in his early forties, black hair and kind of cute. hm
"What were you doing?" Harry asked with his normally irritated look on his face.
"I uh-the" I stuttered out while fidgeting with my hands
Harry huffed out an irritating breath and shook his head. "Never mind"
I took a seat on the Island stool and held my head down. This is so embarrassing
"Who is she Harry?" The man that came in earlier asked.
"Non of your business Fred, what do you want." Harry rolled his eyes. Nice to know he's like this with someone other than me.
"Have some respect boy, that is no way to talk to your uncle." Fred seethed while giving Harry a death glare. They don't seem to get along.
"I talk to you however I please, you are in my house and I am an adult." Harry's voice was calm but the look on his face says otherwise.
Fred looked at me and then to Harry "Let's go somewhere private to talk."
Harry looked at me "Don't do anything stupid, Dunce." He told me before walking off. I rolled my eyes
I took my phone out to pass time, there is really nothing to do on my phone though. I sighed. I put the phone down and then folded my hands, rested them on the island and rested my head on them, I was feeling a bit sleepy. Just then, I got a text from someone, how weird.
I took up my phone and went to my messages to see that I got a message from an unknown number, I opened it.
I see you've made a new friend? I'm hurt
what the hell does that even mean? And who is this person? I started looking around but then realized how stupid I look. How would this person know where I am or where Harry lives? I'm being paranoid again. But wait. How did they get my number?
"What is wrong with you?" I heard from beside me. I jumped
"uh- Nothing" I said looking up at him
He smirked! He knew I was lying. He didn't push it, that's when I realized that Fred was still here.
Fred then turned around and gave a stiff "night" before heading out. Harry watched him until he was out before snapping his head back towards me, studying me.
"What. Happened?" He growled at me.
"I just got an unusual message." I told him, shivering
"What's so unusual about getting a message?" He asked me
I sighed "I'm not very........ known. I don't have any friends and the only people's numbers I have are you, my mom and my therapist. And only you three have my number."
He seemed to get my point. " What does it say?" He asked
I turned the phone around and showed him the text. He scrunched his eyebrows.
"Someone is clearly fucking with you, keep your eyes open." He said in a serious tone. Well that helped a lot. I gulped
"Upstairs, first door on the left." Harry said
"What?" I was rather confused
"That's where you're sleeping dunce." He told me.
"I am not sleeping here Harry, are you crazy?" I whisper yelled
"Do you want to go back to your house then? Because I will take you, maybe then you,ll get murdered since you escaped that today." He pointed out nonchalantly.
He's always right. I huffed out a breath and rolled my eyes.
I started up the stairs to my room for the night. When I opened the door, my jaw dropped. It was so beautiful, the room was painted in white, and there was a large bed in the middle with white sheets with a big white comfy looking duvet and fluffy white pillows. Two white bedside tables, A big chandelier hanging in the middle of the ceiling. A big white dresser was off to the right and there was a big fluffy rug between the bed and the dresser, also white. I looked to the left right beside the entrance door, was another door, I walked over and opened it. Inside was the most gorgeous bathroom I had ever seen in my entire life. This time, it was grey and white. Grey marble tiles, Grey and white marble sink and a white tub with golden pipes. The shower was just as exceptional, it was grey and white with glass doors. Just how rich were these people?
When I re-entered the room, to my left, there was another door, I knew what it was before I even opened it. I was right, It was a beautiful walk-in closet. There were a few women shirts hanging on rocks and a few sneakers in the back of the room. The closet was big, but not extra, about the size of my bedroom at home.
This must be a dream.
I walked out of the room and almost jumped out of my skin. Harry was standing and the door way with his hands in his pockets looking straight at me.
"What's with you and jumping?" He looked at me like I'm the stupidest person on the planet.
"What's with you and sneaking up on people." I replied
He just rolled his eyes. He tends to do that a lot.
"There are spear toothbrushes under the bathroom sink and a few clothes in there that should fit you. Goodnight." And with that, he left the room. Typical Harry. I sighed
I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth, and not feeling like taking a shower, I went to the closet and took out a big grey T-Shirt and some tiny shorts I saw in the back. It doesn't even matter because the shirt reached mid thigh.
I ran and jump in the big, warm, silky bed. I heaved a satisfied sigh and giggled a bit. I didn't even lock the door, I'm sure that it's safe. I got under the covers and snuggled up feeling happy for the first time in a while. I don't know if it was because of the comfy bed or because of the fact that Harry was nice enough to give me a place to stay. I'm sure I wouldn't feel this safe If I was at home. Whatever the reason is, i'm happy.
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