Thou Shall Not Fall

Chapter 16

Samantha’s P.O.V.

It had just struck midnight and my parents had both just popped in my room letting me know they were about to turn in. I was on my bed in nothing but a tank top and underwear working on geometry homework. Well, Dylan’s geometry homework. He was absolutely clueless when it came to the subject and he basically begged me to do his work for him. Him being my Dylan, I couldn’t say no.

The bastard.

I was finishing up some complicated equation when I heard something knock against my window. I brushed it off until I heard it again seconds later. I stood up slowly from my bed and walked towards my window. I peeked through the curtains and looked out into my yard to see nothing was there. I opened it and shivered as the cool air hit my bare legs, leaving Goosebumps in its wake. I jumped when a face popped out in front of me, dangling on the gutter of my house.

“Hello brown eyes.” Harry smirked.

“Harry! What the hell!?” I hissed Clutching my chest as I thought my heart was going to burst.

“Can I come in then?” He smirked, still holding onto the side of my house for support.

I looked down at myself realizing I was wearing basically nothing before rolling my eyes and huffing. “Hold on!” I shut the window behind me and locked the door to my room. I walked over to the foot of my bed where my pajama shorts laid carelessly on the floor. I pulled them up my legs quickly before running back over to my window and opening it. Seeing Harry still there waiting patiently, like dangling off the side of my house wasn’t a struggle at all.

“Hurry.” I hissed pulling him inside.

He crawled into my room and shut the window behind him. As soon as he stepped inside he furrowed his eyebrows and put as much space between us as possible. He looked around avoiding looking at me, almost like he was trying to distract himself. I caught on quickly that something was going on.

“Harry? What’s wrong? What’re you doing here? Where have you been?”

He sighed as he ignored me and walked around my room, looking at the pictures of me and Dylan on my walls. “So do you not have any other friends or…?”

I rolled my eyes and sat on my bed. “Yes I have other friends! Dylan is just like a brother to me, I’ve known him since I was five and we have just been inseparable since. I can’t explain it…and way to change the subject by the way.” He looked down at his feet and smirked, continuing to examine my room. “…Where have you been Harry?” I sighed.

He shrugged before taking a picture of me off the wall from when I was five and examining it in his hand. “I had to go back to England for a bit, take care of some business. You look cute in pig tails.” He smirked turning the picture to face me.

I walked over to him and snatched the picture out of his hand, placing it back on the wall. He looked at me for the first time since he crawled through my window, a small smirk playing on his lips. Why was this boy so confusing? “What kind of business does an eighteen year old boy have in England in the middle of his first trimester as a senior?” I asked raising an eyebrow at him. 

He shrugged. “That’s for me to know, and for you to never find out.” He grinned.

“Do you think this whole mysterious thing is sexy? Because it’s actually pretty fucking annoying.”

“Do you think it’s sexy?”

“Ah there it is, the arrogant joke I’ve been waiting for. Well Harry, if all you dropped by for was to look through my pictures and have pointless chatter than you have accomplished that and should probably leave.”