Four hours later I sat on the passenger’s seat of Harrys Land Rover, in the car boot were my two big suitcases, in which everything was I owned. The goodbye from my mom was very hard. She always cried when Harry left us after a little vacation on our house. But I always stayed. Now he had to say goodbye to both of her kids. My poor mummy. She cried so much when me and Harry went to the Land Rover and drove away.
Now two hours later I sat, with a McDonald’s bag on my lap, next to Harry who sweared like a trooper because we were like about half an hour in a traffic jam, right in front of the frontier of London. And Harry had an appointment in about half an hour. And the car in front us didn’t move since about 15 minutes.
“Haz calm down. We´ll be in London soon. Look there’s the City Sign. It can´t take too long anymore. Do you want some fries?” I placed my hand on his thigh to cool him down and looked at him. His bright green eyes glittered angrily and his lips were pressed together, so that you could not see anything just a small white stripe. He snorted and pounded on the steering wheel.
“Clais I can´t calm down. This appointment is very important for mine and the boys career. I can’t come too late. My Manager would kill me!” He almost shouted. “Ahh finally!” The car in front of us started to move. Finally. I couldn’t take it anymore to sit in a car with angry Harry. He always sacred me when he was angry.
20 minutes later we arrived in front of Harry´s house. It looked very expensive and was situated in a street full of huge houses with expensive cars in the parking lot. I followed Harry, who carried my suitcases, to a dark wooden door.
“Welcome home baby sister.” Said Harry cheeky as he opened the door.
“Shut your mouth baby boy! Oh my God it’s amazing!” I gasped when I entered the house. I entered a huge hall with two stairs up to the first floor. The walls were crème colored and the floor was as dark wooden as the entrance door. On the other side was a glass door which opened the way downstairs to a huge living room. On the other two walls were doors. Harry went to one of them.
“Here’s the wardrobe. You can put your jackets and shoes in here. On the other side is a little bathroom. Come upstairs. I´ll show you your room. And then I have to leave you.” He gave me a wink, took my suitcases and went upstairs. The hallway in the first floor looked same as the huge entrance hall. On both sides of the hallway were two doors and on the end one. Harry went to the first of the right and opened it. He entered a huge room with a massive bed with red blankets and pillows, a huge flat screen TV and an own balcony. On the left side was door.
“So this is your room. This door goes to your wardrobe. Your bathroom is on the opposite side. Next to your room is my little library with some movies and games. My room is on the end of the hallway, the room next to the bathroom is a little office. Make yourself comfy, I’ll be back sooner as you can blink. Promise. If you´re hungry, there’s food in the fridge.” He went to me and hugged me. “And thank you that you bear me company. It’s sometimes very lonely here.” With these words he left the room and a few seconds later he left, door slapping, the house. I sat on the edge of my bed and sighed. Great. Now I was alone. I stood up and started unpacking my suitcase. Gosh I brought so much stuff. I would leave in one week again, when the tour started. About half an hour later I had my suitcases unpacked. I decided to change in something more comfy and put on sweatpants and an old T-shirt. After I tied my brown curls up to a messy bum, I went to Harry’s library and searched for a good movie to watch. He had many movies, mostly action and some horror movies. I decided to watch Scary Movie. I needed something to laugh. I went downstairs to the living room. It was really huge. When I entered the room, I almost fell the three stairs down, because this room was a bit lower than the rest of the house. The other wall was glassed. On the right of me was a huge crème kitchen with a cooking island and every kitchen equipment you could wish for. On the left was a huge L- Shaped crème coloured (what a surprise. Almost everything in this house was crème coloured) couch and the biggest TV I´ve ever seen. In the middle of the room was a dark-wooden table with crème chairs and the glass wall allowed a view to a pretty garden with a swimming pool. I was so impressed of this whole house. It would have cost tons of money. “My lovely brother, you have an amazing live!” I whispered gently. I put the DVD in the DVD-Player and laid on the couch, ready to enjoy some hours of Horror-Comedy.
So yeah here it is. The second chapter. Like I promised: It’s longer. And hopefully better. But not more interesting. But to be honest: I don´t think the next chapters will be that interesting. If you know what I mean ;)
Soo… uhmmm… watcha think about my imagination of Harry´s house. I like it. Of course I like it. It’s my imagination.
Urm yeah. What to tell here. Yes, I went to the cinema today. If you want to go to the cinema in the next time, watch the movie: The Great Gatsby. It´s very good. AND it´s with Leonardo DiCaprio. What makes it even better. Just saying.
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Love Elena xx
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