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

Chapter 38

"Harry!" my mother screamed as Harry and I showed up at my front door in Naples, Florida.

"Lovely to see you, too, Mother," I joked as my mom encased Harry into a hug.

"Callie bear!" Stefan spoke coming into view from the kitchen.

"Is Callie here?" I heard a familiar voice I hadn't heard in a few years. My brother, Mike. Then he was in my view. I dropped my bag and ran into my brother's arms. My favorite big brother.

"I've missed you so much," I whispered. His arms closed around my back and he layed his cheek on top of my head.

"I've missed you, too, sis," his raspy smoker's voice spoke.

I stepped back and looked at Harry standing awkwardly in the hallway of the front door.

"This is Harry," I smiled at my lost boy that was looking extra lost at the moment. "Harry, these are my brothers, Stefan and Mike."

"Nice to meet you two finally," Harry shook hands with both the men standing at my side.

"Same to you," Stefan nodded his head.

"Mom was right. You are foreign," Mike spoke as he aggressively shook Harry's hand. Harry looked down at me and smiled to Mike. You could say my family was quite intrigued with people with different accents.

"Callie was right. I am a lot smaller than her brothers," Harry tried to make a joke but I was the only one that smiled and laughed. Awkward.

"Well...I'm going to be showing Harry to my room then," I grabbed hold of his elbow and pulled him behind me. I went down the long hallway my brothers and I had shared growing up. Pictures of us in school and at sporting events lined the walls and I sensed Harry looking at all of them. "This is my room," I opened the door and the only thing different about it was the blow up mattress laying on the floor in front of my bed. The lilac purple walls made my room look childish along with a few stuffed animals on top of my dresser.

"Somehow I pictured this exact room in my head on the way here," he smiled cheekily.

"Shut up," I rolled my eyes and walked forward into him as I stood on my tiptoes to kiss him.

"Oh goodness!" Stefan exclaimed from the doorway interrupting me and Harry. Harry turned awkwardly around and stuffed his hands in his pockets. "Mom must have put the mattress in here on accident. I'll make sure it's where it's supposed to be by night time." Stefan smirked at Harry.

"Really Stefan?" I groaned at my brother. "I've had to put up with you and 'it' for a long time now. I suppose you should give me and Harry some space. I mean that is if you don't want me to be ugly and rude to 'it'."

"Who's it?" Harry asked.

"His awful fiancé," I pushed Stefan out of my doorway and shut the door, locking the lock as quick as I could.

"Callie!" Stefan banged on the door.

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" I banged back with my fist.

"ALICIA WANTS YOU TWO TO GO TO THE PIER TONIGHT!" Stefan yelled through the door.

"ALRIGHT!" I shouted back. "And by the way, you're sleeping in here. I won't let him move it." I wrapped my arms around his waist as he pushed my hair behind my ear.

"Wherever is fine with me," Harry shook his head.

"No, in here is fine with you," I told him as I kissed his chest through his t-shirt. "And when we go to the pier tonight there is going to be a huge party celebrating Spring Break. And I'm going to show you off. SO be ready." I smiled cheekily at him as he sat on my bed.