Fear Of Loving

Bestfriend // Movies [12]

[Hella longer than the other chapters]

♡Hanah's POV♡

I shot up of bed to cold water being pour on my body.

I shriek as I jump out of bed covered in ice cold water.

"WHAT THE FUCK!"

I turn my direction towards the person that poured the water on me and in my mind, many morbid evil things were happening to the person.

"Wake up," Aidan said calmly like I'm not freezing my ass off.

"COULDN'T A SIMPLE SHOUT DO IT?!"

Before he could give me a smart-Alec reply, I shouted some more.

"ALSO, YOU DON'T HAVE THE RIGHTS TO BE IN MY ROOM."

He leaned up against the door, crossed his arms and smirked. "It's a free country."

Free my ass.

"Well, it's my room. And in this-" I quoted, "-free country, my room belongs to me. You're not allowed to be in it. Therefore, you step in my room, hell will start for you."

I stood there soaking wet and giving him a weak threat while he was still smirking and raising his eyebrow.

"You talk a lot for someone that just woke up." With that, Aidan left my room.

That ass!

I grabbed random pieces of clothing, ran into the bathroom and quickly changed.

I couldn't afford to be late again, and I absolutely can't afford another detention. Still have to go to college; I need to leave this place.

"HANAH! SOMEONE'S WAITING FOR YOU DOWN HERE!" My dad yelled as I was grabbing my phone.

"Who's there?" I shouted, about to walk down the stairs.

"Your boyfriend!"

What?!

This made me reach the bottom of the stairs quicker and I rushed to see who this "boyfriend" of mine was.

My dad was at the morning table, like usual. Holding opening a newspaper with a coffee mug in front of him, but this morning, there was a smirk on his face.

Perching on the counter, it was tall, muscular, green eyes, light brown hair guy. He was talking to Aidan. But, just from his eyes I knew who it was.

"REESE!"

I squealed like a teenage girl as I jumped into my bestfriend's open arms, pushing Aidan out of the way.

Aidan went to sit down at the table and started chewing an apple. He would often look up and stare at Reese.

"What are you doing here?" I asked Reese after releasing him.

"I invited him." My dad intervened.

I squealed some more as I bear hugged my dad. "You're the best, daddy."

My dad gave his "number one father" smile. "I know, sweetheart."

"How long are you staying?" I asked Reese.

"Couple month. Probably a year." He took a mug out from the cabinet.

My dad and I didn't even mind. What was ours, was Reese's.

Reese Winters is my childhood bestfriend. It all started in kindergarten when some kid pushed me into the ground for saying that the color pink is stupid. Reese saw and he helped me up. He told me that pink was a stupid color and I immediately knew that he and I were going to be the bestest of friends.