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Chapter 39

I feel so alone on a Friday night
Can you make it feel like home if I tell you you're mine?

— Lana Del Rey, Born To Die

. . . .

The rain has been horrible these past few days. Every second of the day the downpour has just gotten worse as time progressed. It got so bad that the power to the entire school went out so administration sent us back to our houses when it started to sprinkle, but once I stepped in the door, the rain beat down from the skies and its intentions seemed as if it wanted to swallow the house.

The next two days weren't any better. Small pools of water decorated the lawns like little ponds and the bird baths in every lawn turned into a running fountain with water pouring down the sides. Every time we stepped onto the grass, mud would rise to the surface and squish under our shoes, almost swallowing our foot whole. The top floor of the school had water stains in the ceiling tiles and thin streams of water poured through unattended crevices throughout the school.

Harry texted me on Wednesday saying that his basement flooded, and he had to call a cleaning company to get rid of the rain water, but they had many others to attend to first. Lucky for him he had a neighbour with a water pump willing to help.

The only time it stopped was to sprinkle a bit, then all Hell broke loose and the universe's wrath beat the shit out of everything with consistent thunderstorms.

Harry had not so kindly asked me to come over to watch Lilly while he and his neighbour could suck up the surplus amount of liquid covering the expanse of the floor.

Administration informed us all to return to be with our families while the maintenance crew gets rid of the water. We aren't sure how long, but the minimal time is for the weekend. If it runs over, that means added days to the end of the year. I wouldn't mind added days mainly for the fact that I'll be able to see my few friends and Harry for an extended period of time. Since Harris was going back to his house, he offered to drive me to Harry's place and Annie to her dad's in town.

After sending my appreciation for the ride, I sprint with my bag over my shoulder to his front door and let myself in. Lilly's sat on the floor in the living room with Barbie dolls scattered around her and the TV turned on to SpongeBob.

"Hi, Violet!" Lilly stands on her knees and grins at me from ear to ear. "Daddy!"

Seconds later, Harry turns the corner from the basement steps looking absolutely exhausted and sexy at the same time. His overgrown hair skims his ears in wet waves. His gleaming skin and white T-shirt is drenched and so am I.

On his way over to me, he wipes himself off with a small hand towel. He stops in front of me and places a sweet kiss to my lips, causing Lilly to squeal and shield her eyes. He grins down at her and loops his arms around my waist.

"Ew get off! You're soaking wet." I push away from his body, but he only holds me tighter.

"You usually are, but I never complain." He pecks at my neck, clearly forgetting that there is a tiny child sitting beside us.

"You're disgusting."

"Yet you're still here," he points out, "I have to be doing at least one thing right to keep dragging you back to me."

"I'm only with you for your house," I lie easily. "And your daughter."

"I thought it was for my good looks." He yanks his shorts a tad higher on his slender hips and continues to wipe the water droplets from his skin.

"You're not too shabby." I escape his hold and take a seat on the couch with Lilly by my side.

"Well, girls, I'll be in the basement with Will. Ask Violet if you need anything, okay?" He treads back over to the door leading to the basement staircase.