The Unlikable (Book One) // h.s. [COMPLETE]

Chapter 35

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TWO WEEKS LATER

In two more weeks it was going to be my birthday which meant I was a legal adult. I could go clubbing or do whatever I wanted. The only thing I couldn't do was buy alcohol. Darn America. But that's ok, I don't need alcohol to have a good time. I've never needed those sorts of things to make me happy. I am my own person, and I tend to stray away from that kind of stuff anyways. It's just so unclassy and disgusting.

I sat at the table doing homework again with Harry and waiting for Charles to come pick him up soon. Harry even got his Range Rover taken away from him because of our mistakes which was a little drastic, I thought. But I wasn't Harry's parent. James had the right to do whatever he thought was necessary to punish Harry.

"What'd you get for 31?" this was our typical conversation lately. Our only private time was at school. And that obviously wasn't saying much.  

I answered him blankly as Ric sat at the end of the table doing work on his computer, "There was no parents around so the kids made their best decisions and started to become a little savage."

"Sounds like two kids I know," Alaric sighed and I rolled my eyes and Harry awkwardly laughed.

"Ric," Harry spoke and refocused his attention back onto the man on the other end of the table chaperoning us. "I would like your permission to take Callie to New York City for her birthday in two weeks. We'll both be off restriction and she's going to be 18."

"Just the two of you?" Ric looked at us from over the top of his Mac Computer.

"No sir, Daphne and Charles would be accompanying us," Harry grinned a soft little tweak of his lips.

"I'll think about it. How long will it be?" 

"Three days."

I had no clue about this. Harry had brought this topic up out out of the blue and I hadn't even thought about doing anything for my birthday. I looked over his face and I felt my heart begin to beat wildly in my chest. New York City! The city that never sleeps! The city that so many talented and artistic people have been calling home for the last hundred-maybe two hundred-years. It was the mecca of all things talent. It was going to be where I was celebrating my 18th birthday with one of my favorite people. Harry was taking me to New York City... 

"Alright," Alaric sighed and then shut his computer. "But you need to email me where you're staying and where I can reach either one of you at all times."

"Yes sir," Harry nodded enthusiastically, his curls bouncing up and down.

"Alright, Charles is outside. See you Sunday for our morning run," Ric walked over and helped us put our school stuff up and get Harry out to the car. I smiled and waved at him as he left with Charles.

"New York City, huh?" Ric shut the door and locked it as it became dark out and bobbed his brows at me.

"I guess," I tried to hide my smile.

"Callie, come sit in here with me. Let's have a chat," Ric folded his arms and looked amused as I followed him into the living room and I cozied into a sofa chair. "So you and Harry are taking things pretty fast I'm assuming?"

"No, not at all," I blushed violently and started to feel a little defensive.

"Callie, I'm not trying to tear down the walls of your relationship with him or anything. But the two of you seem happy and I'm just worried about you and how you're feeling with all this? Harry is a lot to handle. He's got loads and loads of baggage that you don't even know about yet. Growing up Harry may have not been the nicest, sweetest kid in the world but he had a heart. That's why James adopted him and Harry of course wouldn't leave the orphanage without his sister and best friend. And James fell in love with Harry's heart even more because he knew what he wanted and when he wanted it there was no going back to what was ever planned before hand. James had mad respect for Harry to stand up for his loved ones.