Chapter 8

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(Harry's POV)

Well, here goes nothing.

4:55 am

 Me: Hey, It's Harry.

Blue-Eyed Boy: A lil late don't ya think curly?

F uck. I knew I shouldn't have texted him... Ugh, there's no point in not replying now.

Me: Uh, sorry... Couldn't sleep...

Blue-Eyed Boy: Well, that's alright. I haven't been able to sleep yet either.

Me: Why not?

Blue-Eyed Boy: It's cold and I have a lot on my mind.

Me: I can come over and warm you up(;

WHy the hell did I just say that to him!?

Blue-Eyed Boy: Ha, good one. 

Me: Yeaahhhhhhh

Blue-Eyed Boy: So, why can't you sleep either?

Shiit, what's a good excuse..?

Me: School starts soon, and I guess I'm just nervous because I won't know anyone there.

Good, that seemed believable enough.

Blue-Eyed Boy: Ah, I see. Well, you won't be completely alone... I guess you could hang out with me and my friends if you'd like.

DID HE JUST????? O K A Y act natural Harry.

Me: Yes! That'd be great.

Jesus. I seem wayyy to eager. 

Blue-Eyed Boy: A lil excited are we?

F u ck he noticed.

Me: No

Me: I just

Me: No I'm not

Me: It's just

Me: Idk

What the f u ck was that?! 

Blue-Eyed Boy: That was rather lovely xD

Me: I'm sorry. I guess I'm just not really used to talking to people.

Blue-Eyed Boy: I've been meaning to ask you. I didn't even know Anne had a son. Where have you been? 

S h i t. Should I tell him? No. Of course I wouldn't. Nobody here will ever know where I've been these past few years. I need to figure out a story and stick with it because I'm pretty sure more people will be asking this when i start going to school.

Me: My parents are divorced. So... I was living with my dad.

Well, that's half the truth.

Blue-Eyed Boy: Ohhh, my parents are divorced too.. Sorry, I didn't know.

Me: It's fine. Not that big of a deal.

Blue-Eyed Boy: Well, I should try and get some sleep. I have to go to work at noon. Bye.

That wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. Remembering to tell people that I lived with my dad shouldn't be that hard. I closed my phone and put it on its charger next to my bed. It shouldn't be hard to fall asleep now. Hopefully. I shut my eyes and luckily before I knew it, sleep was talking me away. 

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I woke up a few hours later and went downstairs to get something to eat. After going to the kitchen and grabbing a banana, I noticed my mum sitting on the cough, watching the news. My robbery from last night was playing on the news channel. 
"What happened?" I asked mum, pretending to play dumb. 
"Oh hun, there was robbery last night at a gas station about 30 minutes to an hour away from here. After stealing the money the sick bastard decided to kill the poor cashier while he was there. It's terrible." She said as tears were starting to form in her eyes. 

Wait, sick bastard? Bi tch. I'm not a sick bastard. I just simply like to have fun.

"Oh, that's too bad." I say with a blank expression on my face.
"Yeah, so how was hanging out with Louis?" Mum asks giving me a small smile.
"Uh, It was fine. H-he's a nice lad. Very funny." I say as I feel a smile grow on my face.
"Oh, that's good. Do you like him?" 
"Mum, I'm not gay!!" I yell.
"Nobody ever said you were Harold. I just asked if you liked him." She stated, taken aback slightly by my tone. "No need to be defensive."
"Whatever, yeah. He's alright." I said trying to keep my smile from growing again. I don't want her to know that I have feelings for the blue eyed boy. Nobody needs to know that. I don't see being gay as a problem. I just like to keep my feelings to myself. 
"Well, that's good. Because Jay and I have decided that you two stay together while we're both at work, It'll make us both feel a little better knowing you two are safe together."
"Yeah, ok." I say trying to hide my excitement. 
"Good, because even if you didn't agree he'd still have to come over. Mostly because I don't really trust you being by yourself yet." 
"Mum, I'm not five."
"I know that, but with what's happened in the past. I'm not going to take any chances." 

"Whatever. Y-you didn't tell anyone about where I've been, have you?" I ask getting slightly nervous, because I really don't want anyone to know. It needs to stay a secret. 

"Course I haven't. Why?"
"Because, I don't want anyone to know. If they ask just tell 'em I was staying with dad." 
"Fine." She says giving me a disgusted look. She hates when I bring him up. But, oh well. 

"When will Louis be coming over?" I ask her before making my way up stairs.
"Um, I think Jay says he gets off work around 6 today. His times that he works usually vary. Since he only does it part-time. So, he should be here around 6. Jay and I have to go to work at 2:30. So, as much as I hate this. You'll be home alone for a few hours until Louis gets here. I am trusting you to be good. I swear Harry, if you do something bad I'm sending you straight back to jail." She threats.  
"K. I get it. I'll just sleep until he gets here." I say running back up to my room.

And that's actually exactly what I did. I slept, due to the fact I had lack of sleep this last night. 

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