"I guess you won't be needing those clothes after all." Harry says from behind me.
"I guess not." I answer as I walk in.
My dad is going to kill me. I just know it. Dispite the fact I am 18 in my dad's mind I'm 13. He still controls every aspect of my life. I don't really have that much of a say so. Although I can legally be defiant towards him. But then there's the whole, I live under his roof, I have no job, yada yada yada. You know, the fine print.
As the door shuts behind me the front door swings open & my dad with Anne by his side walk in. Their faces lit with happiness, till my dad's eyes rest on me.
Here we go.
Scanning up & down me, he took in my appearance. And I open my mouth to explain but before I could I was cut off.
And I was a little surprised when my dad breaks out in mad laughter apon seeing me.
I was expecting to be screamed at, killed, disowned. The laughter was definitely something I didn't expect, nor did I appreciate it much.
I could feel my cheeks flush pink as I watched him gasp for air. My hands meet my hips as I stared at him through slit eyelids. "What's so funny?" I ask.
You would think when your dad sees you basically naked & wearing another guys shirt he'd be mad. My dad laughed.
I'm a little worried.
Finally able to breath he stands up straight. "What happened?" He snickers, trying to hold in his laughter.
I had to fight the impulse to walk over & slap him.
My own dad.
"Har-" I began to tell him about Harry till Harry himself butts in.
"We fell in. Well Aron did, but she grabbed me on the way by."
What the hell is he doing? That lying fucker.
I looked at Harry about to step forward with the truth but my dad bursts into another fit of laughter.
Seriously!?
"I'm getting my things out of the car & going to bed." I storm over snatching the keys from my dad's hands. "You can show Harry to his room!"
The laughter of all three of them follows me out of the door till I slam it shut. Who does Harry think he is? Making me look like a complete fool. I fell & dragged Harry in with me? How dumb is my dad? If I dragged harry in with me then why is Harry's clothed dry too?
"Dumb asses." I mumble as I grab my bag & shut the car door.
Everyone still stood in the living room when I walked back in, but I ignored there teasing giggles & walked straight upstairs.
"Aron." My dad calls out still chuckling. "We're just having a little fun."
"Glad I could be the butt of your joke." I call over the balcony rails. Everyone stood below, looking up to me. "I'm showering & going to bed. No one bother me." I made sure to make long hard eye contact with Harry. Letting him know that was meant for him. "Goodnight Anne."
Giving a kind smile & wave she says goodnight & I disappear from their view.
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"Seriously?" I growl looking at the clock. 2:18 in the damn morning.
Tossing my blanket off angrily, I sit my feet on the cold floor & tip toe towards my door opening it.
"Oh." I gasp as I found Harry at my door.
He smiles chuckling as he runs his long fingers through his thick brown, curly hair. "Can't sleep either?"
I shake my head.
Ever since I laid down in bed I haven't stopped thinking about him & our almost kiss in the lake.
"Mind if I come in?" He points back into my room.
"Actually." I stand in the middle of the doorway, forbidding entrance. " I do."
"What?" His eyebrows pull together in a line.
Sexy.
No stop Aron.
"Wasn't expecting that was you?" I grin a little.
I don't know if he's use to always getting his way or what, but his charm doesn't work on me. Okay it does but I'm stopping it right here. Right now.
Stepping forward Harry grips my shoulders pushing me back.
"Hey!" I say as he shuts the door behind him.
"Wasn't expecting that was you?" He smirks using my own words.
God why is it that everything he does makes me want him? One day with him & he's already addicting.
Glaring at him I roll my eyes & turn walking back to my bed. I have to play like he has no effect on me, otherwise he'll try to use it. "Get out." I say as I sit in the middle of the bed, crossing my legs criss cross.
"No."
"Harry." I warn, his pushiness wearing on my patients. Not to mention I still hadn't got any sleep & was highly irritable from my lack of rest.
"Aron, we need to talk."
"About what?" I ask, my irritation getting the best of me.
Stepping closer he sits down on the other end of the bed. "What happened in the lake."
So he has been thinking about it? I thought I was the only one.
"Oh." I look down in my lap as I fidgeted with my own fingers.
"It was a mistake." He says.
Ouch
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I'm so sorry this is so short. I'm breaking it into two parts so don't worry! I'll hopefully have the second part posted tomorrow. And maybe even the next full chapter. I just wanted to keep it going yunno? The constant posting? Yeah. So here's part one. Please keep voting. I don't know what it even means but I assume it's good so THUMBS UP.
