I watched as he lit a cigarette, held it between his lips, and squinted at the road.
"You should probably stay away from me." He said, without looking at me.
"And why's that?"
"Because I'm the guy your parents warned you about when you were litt...
"Drink this, I don't want my mom or dad seeing you like this because I know that she isn't going to like you if she saw you high." I sighed, handing him a cup of water.
He nodded his head, and drank the water. He handed me the cup again, and he laid down on my bed.
"I'll be up to check on you once in a while," I said in a small voice, walking towards the door, he didn't say anything and then I closed the door after myself.
I sighed, things always happen when we least expect it. I feel like I'm babysitting him, why is he doing this to himself, getting high after school? And he has asthma. That's not good at all.
I made my way downstairs to prepare chicken Alfredo.
The front door open revealing both my mom and my dad walking in through the front door.
"Hey mom, hey dad," I greet them with a smile.
"Hey, sweetie." My mom smiled, looking at the jar of sauce on the counter next to me. "Alfredo tonight?"
"Yes," I said simply. "Um, Could Harry join us for dinner tonight?"
I could see a small smile play on my moms lips, but i look at my dad, and he rolls his eyes and comments "Sarah, this is very unnecessary."
I put my hands together, and beg to him, "Hes here, so please. We are only studying."
"Please, Keep it that way." My dad scolds at me, before walking away, my mom walks behind him and she comments. "He is such a sweet boy, give him a chance."
Between cooking, I had been up checking on Harry. He was still sleeping, he looked so peaceful, i exhale quietly before closing the door, and heading back downstairs to get started.
My mom and dad were in there room, so i was alone in the kitchen. My kitchen looked like a country kitchen kind of, my mom kept my grandmothers old table, and it was placed in the middle of the kitchen, it was a matte black and brown table, with matching matte black and brown chairs. On top of the table was some spices, and a bowl of fresh fruit. I make my way toward the fridge and pull out the thawed chicken breast; Placing them on the counter, I grabbed the cutting board out of the drawer.
After i finished cutting and washing off the chicken, I grab my olive oil, and put the meat in the pan. I lit it simmer on medium high as I grabbed a medium pot out to boil my noddle's. As I was cooking i decided to grab some garlic bread, and toast it up a little, and put on
While the stuff was cooking, I decided to set the table, i put down 4 bowls on each side of the table, along with a napkin and fork.
I knocked on my parent's room door, "dinner is ready."
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They came out the room. "It smells great." My dad complimented.
I don't know whether to wake up Harry or not. I went back to my room, slowly opening the door to see Harry sitting up on my bed with his phone in his hands.
