Tongue Tied

Chapter 2

The next day was full of unpacking. We finished putting together beds and setting up our rooms at about 5. I didn't see Harry in the window all-day, which was a huge relief but I quickly remembered they were coming over for dinner. I hopped in the shower not bothering to wash my hair. I got dressed in jeans and another sweater but this time it was a maroon color.

I step out of my room to find the smell of roasted pork still in the oven. Gabby was standing in the kitchen wrapping up a bowl and placing it in the fridge.

"Smells good," I remark as I enter the kitchen.

"Thanks." she smiled "Hey do you mind setting the table?" She asks

"Yeah sure," I say entering the kitchen and grabbing a stack of four plates, four forks, four knives, and four napkins. I carefully carry them to the small table in a little area next to the kitchen that was probably meant to be a breakfast nook. I set the plates, one in front of each seat. I then wrapped the forks and knives in the napkins, placing them next to the plates. I returned to the kitchen and grabbed cups. I set them on the table.

"What are we going to drink?" I ask leaning against the counter.

Her eyes go wide. "I didn't grab anything!" She grabbed her face. "Oh my gosh!" She starts pacing. I hate seeing her like this.

"I can go run out and grab something, the grocery store is only like a fifteen-minute walk away," I say trying to make her calm down.

Her face lifts. "Can you? You are a lifesaver!" She exclaims and digs in her purse and pulls out a 50-dollar bill. She shoves it to me.

"Grab two big bottles of Ginger ale, ok." She says. I nod grab a pair of socks, put on my shoes, connect my wireless earbuds to my phone, and step outside. Pulling out my phone I typed the name of the grocery store on the GPS and start directions. I then navigate to Spotify hitting my ultimate playlist. Immediately 'Umbrella' By Rihana pounded in my ears. I began walking the GPS sometimes interrupting my music to tell me directions. I finally reached the store and tucked my phone in my pocket. My hands are behind my back, I strolled in squinting a bit as my eyes adjusted to the artificial white light.

I found my way to the aisle where sodas, cases of water, and various other drinks lined the shelves. I wandered along my eyes peeled for 12-liter ginger ale, humming 'Back to Black' by Rihana. I finally find it, I select it with two cradles in my arms. I feel one of my earbuds being yanked out of my ear. I look up and see Harry smirking down at me. He's sporting a leather jacket, a tattered ACDC shirt, and a pair of black ripped jeans.

I furrow my brows in annoyance. "Give it to me Harry," I demand calmly but sternly.

"You know you're kinda mean considering you dress like a 40-year-old mom." He chuckles

"Just give it back." I roll my eyes at his comment and hold out my hand.

"Hmmm maybe if you show me what's under that towel." He grins devilishly

"Not in your wildest dreams," I say getting more and more annoyed

He steps forward to me and I flinch a little because he isn't Harry anymore, he's Jake, hand about to strike my face. I wire my eyes shut waiting for the impact on my face. When it didn't happen I slowly opened my eyes. It was Harry again looking slightly confused.

"I wasn't going to hit you." He says with his eyebrows raised

"Can I please just have my earbud back?" I mumble slightly embarrassed.

He smiles a fake smile and hands it out to me. I quickly snatch it back, sticking it in my ear, and speedwalking away. I couldn't believe that happened everytime something reminded me of him I would get hallucinations and slight panic attacks.