Complicated // h.s.

nine

*Sawyer's POV*

The last thing that I actually wanted to do was go on vacation with my friends. I actually wasn't in the mood to go anywhere. I wanted to stay home and lie in bed instead of worrying about flying out to Hawaii.

I finished packing the last of my things making sur that I had all of my medication. I had to continuously remind myself to get my key for the beach house, so we wouldn't be stranded on the island.

I haven't really seen much of Harry either today. He went to work and then he went to his room to finish packing because we were going to leave that evening. It didn't take long to get to Hawaii from California so everything was mainly chill and not really in a rush considering that we were going on Ron's private jet.

I went to Harry's room and knocked on his door softly before he swung it open to let me in. He then walked back to his suitcase and stuffed clothes into the bed semi-neatly.

"Are you almost ready to go? We have to meet everyone at the jet in like thirty minutes." I explained to Harry.

He rolled his eyes before he just finished packing. He still had on his work attire which was no messily on his body. His white button up was unbuttoned leaving his chest on full display, his tie was untied around his neck and his slacks hung on his hips.

"These dumb fucking maids hide all of my clothes away from me and I can't find shit." He snapped.

I was surprised to see him snap about something so simple.

"I'm guessing you're not the packing type." I chuckled.

He turned and glared at me.

"Shut the fuck up, Sawyer. I don't have to time for you to be a smart ass." He answered.

I let out a laugh before turning away from him and leaving his room. I heard something being thrown and I soon laughed again.

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Harry and I were the last ones to the jet. I wasn't surprised to see everyone's pissed off faces as they watched us come up to them. I then saw my driver begin to handle our bags.

"Hey, beautiful." Louis said once he embraced me in a hug.

I smiled at him after I pulled away. I then hugged everyone else.

"I know that Louis and Zayn have met Harry. But those of you who haven't, this is my stepbrother, Harry." I smiled but I almost cringed as I titled him as my stepbrother when we didn't act like siblings in no form.

I looked over at him and he looked quite amused. I cleared my throat as I introduced Cara, Harley, Charley, and Bash.

"Is he making you miss Dale any?" Charley asked me.

I sucked in my breath. I saw Louis nudge her and everyone else glare at her. I then looked at Harry to see his confused expression.

"Who's Dale?" Harry asked confused.

"He's—" Charley continued to speak.

"He's no one." I said through gritted teeth. "Let's go shall we?"

I looked back at Harry to still see him confused. I knew that I had to explain to him who Dale was at some point, but I truly wasn't ready to open up to him in that type of way. Harry and I made eye contact after we got onto the jet. I immediately looked away so that he wouldn't be able to read me of what was really going on.

Once we actually got into the air, Harry came and sat next to me. I tried to avoid him by putting my headphones in and turning the music up loud enough so that I wouldn't be able to hear him. Harry didn't tolerate any of that like I suspected, so he took out my headphones and grabbed my phone from me.