The Boy In The Basement// h.s AU✅

TBITB|| LXXVIII

Chapter seventy-eight of 'The Boy In The Basement':

One year later. . .

I am finally a senior. Niall is right beside me in this. It is April. Many things have happened so I'm going to go ahead and tell them. Junior year was a pain in the ass. Not only for myself, but for Niall also. I almost failed my Gym class because I would never participate, then I saw I had a sixty one percent and I busted my butt.

Kathy is now engaged to a man named William Hower; she met him two months after the divorce was filed last year. She now lives in London with the man. I haven't met him, but from what she told us in a letter, he seems mysterious. He's tall with dark black hair that is cut short. He has slightly visible wrinkles on his face. He's slim, not muscular whatsoever and he is very quiet; rarely ever talks. I do have the right to see them whenever I want to.

Dad broke things off with Jocelyn. I was there when it happened in the kitchen. Dad said something along the lines of, "Jocelyn, I am sorry but I am too busy with work to continue seeing you. I am sorry, and I wish you the best of luck to find someone better than me." Jocelyn was beyond pissed when he told her this, however. As she was storming out of the front door, grabbing her jacket that was on the back of one of the kitchen chairs, she knocked it over. Then she turned and glared at the both of us, saying, "I will have my revenge, just you wait." It scared me, Dad just rolled his eyes and poured himself a cup of coffee, adding cream and sugar.

Zayn and Olive are now finally a couple. Zayn took her onto a late night picnic as a date two months ago. It was on the beach, and they lite a fire and cuddled up. Olive told me all the details. Anyways, they went swimming afterwards and while they were in the water, Zayn held her close to his body, looking deep into her eyes, asking if she would like to go out. You can obviously guess what she answered.

Niall and Tessa have gotten to know each other a lot more. What a great opportunity. Niall even opened up about his past — what he told me — and now they have been dating for almost five months. Yes, they've had their ups and downs and Tessa would cry on my shoulder or Olive's, explaining everything that happened. I've never heard words come out faster than I have listening to that girl. They do make up eventually, when I talk to him or her about it and advise to them it's the right thing to do.

About a month ago, Harry gave me a promise ring. He promised me that no matter how much we fight, argue, cry, laugh, talk, love, and everything else, he will always love me and promise to never leave me. I cried then. Because no one has ever promised me that. Not even Dad. I accepted the ring and he had one for himself, on a silver chain for a necklace. We've been together for almost a year; right now it is March, and we got together in May of last year. It's crazy how much thing can change or happen within a year.

Both Zayn and Harry moved out from my house; it's about time! Harry is renting an apartment about ten minutes from me. I've been over there a couple of times. I forced him to get furniture since he doesn't have a lot of items, so his apartment looked so empty. Zayn, on the other hand, moved closer to his shop. He owns a small house a block away and almost twenty minutes away from my house, ten from Harry. Speaking of his shop, his business has picked up drastically and he is basically a celebrity in Holmes Chapel! Have I mentioned Harry works as the front desk assistance for Zayn?

Harry jokes he's a sexy assistant. That boy, I swear.

This past year I have gotten accepted into a college in London; University of the Arts London. I cried when I got the letter confirming I have been accepted. I had to work extra hard this year on my artist work; I've been drawing small things such as books on my desk, birds, my backyard, and even started a portrait of Harry when he is asleep. I gave them to Zayn, he was amazed by them, and he called up that University since everyone in Great Britain basically knows him now. They asked if he could send them the drawings and I said yes. Three weeks later I received an email and I was accepted in.

I wasn't lying when I said a lot has happened. The guys are over (Harry, Niall and Zayn) and we are making s'mores in my backyard. Zayn and Niall got the fire together while Harry and I were in the kitchen getting the stuff.

"I missed this," Harry said quietly, reaching up into the cupboard to grab the marshmallows. "What am I going to do when you leave for college?"

Harry has been bringing this up a lot. And, it keeps ripping one side of my heart from the other. I always tell him not to talk about it because I get choked up and I want to break down. I am not going to lie when I say I have not been thinking about this too. Because I have and whenever I'm alone, I cry. I cry because I have to leave everyone here while I go off to start my life. That scares me too. What will I do? I know I will be fine, everyone has told me that. I still can't help and think something terrible will happen.

"Harry, please." I bite my lip since I began to tear up.

"I'm just saying. You know how fast this is coming, Alice." I turn to him.

"You don't think I know this? You're not one leaving everyone, Harry. It's harder for me than it is you."

"I'm loosing you."

"No, you are not. I'm just going away for awhile. Besides, I will visit when I can, okay?" Harry nods, drops the marshmallows onto the counter and walks up to me.

"I love you." Harry leans in and places his soft lips onto mine. I immediately close my eyes, savoring this moment.

He pushes me against the counter softly with his pelvis, and I feel the counter top being pressed into my back. His kiss gets deeper and sloppier while he puts his hands on my small waist. I wrap my arms around his neck and tug him closer to me. Only than does he pull away and grabs the items we came for, and walk outside.

I swallow my breath and fix my shirt. It didn't need fixing but it felt like it. I grab the graham crackers and peanut butter, following Harry. When I turned the corner of the house, Harry was already to the guys, who have built the fire. Niall was sitting on a blanket, holding a long stick, poking the fire with it. Every twenty seconds he'd pull the stick out from the fire, and blow the burnt end out.

We had a small table set up near the fire and off from the blankets. Zayn had collected four long sticks so we could put our marshmallows on the end. We liked the other fashioned way rather than using the metal sticks.

I continued walking towards them, putting the other items on the table. Harry was throwing in more small sticks to keep the small fire going. I sat down next to Niall and nudged him in the arm with my elbow. He smiled at me, hitting other sticks in the fire.

You could tell summer was just around the corner. The sun was lowering itself beyond the ground, and the moon was beginning to shine while the stars made their presence known. There was a light breeze making the warm air almost chilly. That's what summer nights feel like and I cannot wait til summer does come.

We all grabbed a stick, popped a marshmallow on the end and roasted them in the fire. Niall accidentally burnt his while Zayn and Harry's turned out perfectly perfect. Mine, not so much. It wasn't as burnt as Niall's but it wasn't the perfect brown color. It was very squishy which made it even better.

Harry already set up the s'mores; laying out the crackers, swiping peanut butter onto each cracker, placing a piece of Hershey's chocolate on top, then we put our marshmallow on and eat them.

This is what I would miss the most.

Hey guys! How has your week been? I just can't believe how fast it went by! I get out of school the 29th, but maybe the 27th because 28th and 29th are days to make up grades and what not!

How is the story so far? I have chapters 79-83 planned out already so just you wait. It is going to get intresting, but as the events occur, the faster the book will end. I am still working on a plot for the sequel... yes... I am making a second book.

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