Chapter Twenty

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That's how the day went; eating anything I could find, which was two cookies in a jar, watching T.V., and having small silly arguements with that curly head. I just wanted to get along with him, but every time I try, we'd end up fighting. Why was it always the little things that made us dispute? I would never know.

The T.V. didn't have much channels either, just some old news, Titanic repeating for the millionth time, and Sponge Bob. It's quite funny you know, Sponge Bob I mean. It was noon now, and that meant lunch time! My signal was the churping of my stomach. Well of course, I didn't eat anything except for those cookies and pancakes. Oh, how much I miss them! They reminded me of what used to be my home.

Harry appeared from the kitchen, where he has been all day, and approached me and took a seat next to me on the couch, all that without even glancing at me once while I was watching his every move. His eyes stayed looking at spongebob cooking some burgers on T.V., but his mind seemed elsewhere.

I said calmly "hey." he replied, not looking at me as he kept his hands on his lap "hi." I asked "what's for lunch? Y'know it's noon, right?" I pointed at the light and the heat coming from the door outside, I haven't found a clock here anywhere, maybe I should do another journey to explore the yacht more. I added "and y'know that we haven't moved from here all day?!"

He answered "we're moving, on auto pilot, don't worry about that." he paused before he sighed "what do you want for lunch?" I shot my eyebrows upwards, questioning him "you've got some pizza?" he had a smirk on his face as he replied "ya ain't wrong, I keep surprising you, don't I?" I scrunched my eyebrows "I thought it was the other way around." he shrugged, still not looking at me, he stood up and went back to the kitchen to heat up the pizza from the freezer.

What was wrong with him? He's been off lately and he wouldn't look at me or talk to me properly since morning. Was I the problem or was it just him? I desperately needed to know now.

As we ate while sitting on the opposite sides on the counter, I kept stealing glances at him every once in a while. I felt his eyes watching me when I was not looking back at him. I bit on another huge piece of my slice of pizza, enjoying and savouring that delicious taste as I closed my eyes and rested against the back of the chair.

I opened my eyes just to see his green marbles staring back at me just for a split second before he averted back to his plate and cleared his throat. I placed my slice of pizza back into my plate slightly harder than intended making the plate spin in its place with an awful noise. He flinched slightly at the sound as I glared at him. I asked, clearly annoyed "okay, now, are you gonna tell me what the hell is going on inside that mind of yours, that it's not allowing you to look at me when I'm looking back, or not?"

He sighed before he simply said, his mouth half full with pizza "I'd rather not talk about it."

I questioned "does it include the plan of my death?" he just shook his head, I asked

"Does it include your death?"

He shook his head again.

"Then what the hell is it? Just don't keep your eyes on me when I'm not looking like some stalker. It creeps me out, especially when I don't know why you're acting so weird!"

He just pushed himself from his chair and he started walking back to the door that led outside, he muttered loudly so I could hear, his back still facing me "I said I don't wanna talk about it."

He disappeared behind the door, leaving me all alone with these empty rooms. Someone's moody, I thought.

I haven't explored the whole yacht yet, so I thought that this time is the best for a little exploring. No Harry around or anything to stop me, I was giving him some space. I grinned to myself before I hopped up from my seat and my legs led me to the places I haven't seen before on this yacht.

The bedroom, living room, kitchen, and bathroom, all these were the same and there was only one of each. Nothing out of the ordinary. As I continued walking further inside, I turned my head towards the stairs that led outside as I thought that I heard something, there was no one, but my eyes caught a small door under the stairs which had the exact same colour as the wall, it was camouflaged, so was it a secret door?

I'd never know, unless I...

I reached my hand to hold the hidden handle inside the door, I pressed it a little and the door cracked open making an awful sound. Shit! My eyes went wide as I looked around, I just hoped that I wouldn't be seeing Harry somewhere here, I knew he was upstairs, but he has been showing up everywhere at any time. I bit my bottom lip as I opened it just a little bit more, but his voice interrupted me as I turned around to face him "what do you think you're doing?"

He had a solemn face with furrowed eyebrows, his hands were behind his back and his head held high. His tight T-shirt showed off his biceps and muscles, also a few more tattoos under his white almost translucent T-shirt which I couldn't quite make out. Plus, he was wearing ridiculously tight black jeans. I must say, he looked hot as hell.

His voice interrupted my thoughts again as I saw this slight playful smirk on his face to top all that "take a picture, it'll last longer." Oh my God, I was really checking him out and he noticed?! I felt my face turn red as I tried to cover it. There was a short pause before I stuttered, struggling to get the words out of my throat "I..I was..what..um.." he cut me off, the smirk still plastered on his face"well don't, there's nothing in there anyway."

I squinted my eyes at him, his eyes were just moments ago looking at me as he talked and now he was looking away, ready to walk back upstairs, and I let him, not saying another word.

I needed to know, like right the hell now, and I wouldn't know what was going on inside that curly head unless I push him to do so, to tell me what the hell was his problem with me, and that was exactly what I was going to do, in my way, it was now or never.


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