Fairview Ave / H.S

26

Sienna POV

When I woke up at seven fifty, I heard the front door slam shut, and the engine to our car outside start. The sound of the front door slamming made me jolt in my bed, and cause me to panic ever so slightly.

I check my phone and see a text from my Mom.

Mom: going out with dad and Ezra for the day. when I come home lets talk about culinary school. love u xoxo

I furrow my eyebrows from her message and wipe my tired eyes. I manage to get out of bed, even though all I want to do is go back to sleep and forget about last night.

I exchange my shorts for leggings, and my tank top for a plain white teeshirt. I put on fuzzy socks, grab my phone, and head downstairs. 

In 10 minutes Harry will be over and hopefully my anxiety will calm down. Maybe after this I can settle my feelings too. I have so many emotions for someone who isn't even in a relationship, and this is becoming unfair and overwhelming.

I make myself a cup of coffee in the mean time, I feel dead from the lack of sleep I had, so I need a pick me up. 

While I am waiting for my coffee to brew, I take out my phone and look at my messages that I see appearing.

Harry: my mom wants me home for breakfast bc Gemma is home

Harry: raincheck?

Raincheck on me possibly finding out you have a girl back home?

Me: can u come over for at least 20 min ????

Harry: I can try but she is awake and asking me to do stuff

Me: this could've been talked about last night yk

Harry: I will be over for 20 min so u can stop being rude

I scowl my eyes at his message until my screen turns black. 

I pour myself a cup of coffee and sit down at the island. A few moments later I hear my front door open, and then close with heavy footsteps trailing to the kitchen. 

Soon, a tired Harry appears in black jeans and a black teeshirt. His hair looks messy from bed, and his eyes look half awake. "Coffee?" I offer, nodding my head to the coffee maker will a full pot.

"No, I just had a mug, thanks" He mumbles as he sits down across from me. "What do you want to know Anna?"

The way he uses my "names" back and forth, Anna or Sienna, messes with my emotions. I know when he calls me my nickname, is he in a decent mood, and when he says my full name he is annoyed at me.

"What do you think I want to know?" I retort, making his eyes scowl.

"You want to know if I am dating someone, along with seeing you. And it is a no, which I told you last night." Harry says in a bored tone that seems disinterested in conversation.

"So, what is it then? You broke up right at graduation?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows at him. 

"A few days after, yes." Harry says, not budging on explaining anything. 

"Why won't you tell me anything?" I ask, lowering my voice that raised a bit.

"Because it is nothing drastic, Anna," He says while making eye contact with me. His phone buzzes a few times in his pocket, causing my eyes to roll and my shoulders to shrug. Here we are again playing the I am not your boyfriend, so you don't need to know much card. 

"Want to get that?" I question as I see his attention shift from me to his phone.

"No," Harry murmurs.