a renegade; W2S

19

It's almost pitch black as I open my eyes, the only light seeps in from the stars staring in from my window. The cause of my awakening walks over to me, his blonde hair swept across his forehead.

"Harry?" I murmur, trying to get everything into focus as his eyes meet mine. He's looking at me deeply and it makes my stomach turn, god I've missed this feeling.

"Let's go somewhere," he says, his voice full of purpose, and I find it deeply attractive.

"Like where? What time even is it?" I ask, staring out the window at the stars. The sky hasn't even taken on a slight tinge of blue to show the morning might be coming soon.

"It's 2.45 am. I want to go somewhere fun. I want to experience something," he says, sitting on the bed and I am kind of laying there in shock. His words seem foreign coming from his mouth, he doesn't normally sound like this.

"I don't think anywhere's open Harry," I say back to him, pressing my head into my pillow, my body aching from my nights exploits with Colby.

"I meant more like- actually you know what never mind," he almost whispers, like he was losing all that purpose he once spoke with, like I had shut him down with what I said.

I reach out to grab his arm as he leaves but I just miss and he walks out of my room, leaving me laying there trying to process what the fuck just happened.

Where the hell did he want to go? Why did he choose me to go with? Every possible thought is swimming through my mind.

-

"What are we saying today?" JJ shouts in the kitchen as I walk down. There's a group of them sat at the table eating some kind of breakfast. In my barely awake state, I assumed Ethan's milk was molten egg. It must have been a rough night last night.

"Hi Gee," Gee shouts over to me and i grimace slightly, remembering me saying my name was hers. I have no clue why I did that. I don't even think I was drunk at that point but my memory is so cloudy, I remember almost nothing apart from some of the hotel exploration with Colby.

"Hello!" I shout at the top of my lungs, making a few people drop their spoons into their bowls and then scowl at me. "You guys must be all pretty hungover."

"Tell me about it," Talia says while swirling her spoon in her bowl, picking up a piece of cereal occasionally only to drop it back in with a look of disgust at the fact she was eating.

I'm not hungover at all, which is very strange considering I could hardly remember anything from the night. I hope I slept well.

"Where are the slays heading to today?" I say, referencing us as the 'slays'. Only the girls are the slays. The boys can fuck off.

"Who the fuck are the slays?" Ethan laughs and I roll my eyes at him, still haven't completely forgiven him for all that fiasco with trying to get with me.

"Definitely not you," I say with a feigned smile, beautifully sarcastic if you will.