The Rich Kid ➝ h.s ( Sequel to TBK)

Chapter Five

Chapter Five
Harry

Everything was shining. I could see the sun peeking through the curtains, blinding me. It was dancing on the soft feathery blankets. Clothes scattered about the floor and dust cluttered in the air. It was so real.

I stand up, slowly lifting my hands in front of me, looking at my callused fingertips. They touch my parted lips, as I spin around in circles in the room. The room; the smell was all too familiar. It reminded me of my younger years. I could smell vanilla, with a mixture of laundry detergent. It was almost refreshing.

My feet pad across the soft carpeted floor and I open up the door. I wobble down the hallway, taking in everything I'm seeing. Pictures are hung up on the wall and I see a family. A mom, dad and a young teenage girl. She had a really pretty smile and beautiful blue-green eyes. She looks so familiar.

Soft melodies. That's all that filled my ears, as I made my way further down the hallways. I reached the stairs. The sound was almost suffocating; sloppy. I make it down the stairs and I'm met with a girl sitting at a piano, finger randomly dancing across the keys, playing a similar tune.

I inch myself closer and my feet meet the cold hardwood floor, making a creaking noise. The girl jumps and turns around quickly, but smiles when she see's me. It was the girl from the picture.

" Oh, Harry! Your finally up. I was wondering if you would play that song for me again? " She ask, standing up and coming closer, until shes right in front of me, her chest almost touching mine.

" What song? " I ask. She gives me a look, giggling, stepping a bit closer.

      " The one you wrote, silly, " She whispers, standing on her tippy toes, hand caressing my face. I feel entranced by her and find myself leaning in. My lips brush hers and I can feel her warm breath fanning my face.

      Our lips meet, but she pulls back quickly. She looks at me in shock, hand covering her mouth.

      " Why Harry? Why??? " she ask, with a long face. I don't even have time to ask her what she means, before she starts fading away.

I jolt up in my bed, sweat falling down in beads on my forehead, my shirt clings to my chest and it makes me feel like I'm suffocating.

My head moves to the side and I'm not met with anything, nothing like in the dream. It's just darkness. The same darkness I'm met with every day. I could have swore my dream was real.

I lift the blankets off of me and pull the shirt off my body, tossing it to floor, carelessly. I stand up and arch my back, stretching, before finding my way to the door.

I walk out in the hallway, hand sliding on the railing that leads to the stairs, meeting the first step. I carefully make my way down the stairs.

I hear sizzling and the smell of bacon lingers in the air, as my head perks up and I make my way to the kitchen and take a seat at the kitchen table.

" Good morning, Harry, " I hear Liam greet me. I smile, crossing my arms and lean back in the wooden chair.

" Morning, " I respond, hastily. We're left in an eerie silence. It happens, especially here lately. " What time is it? And where are Niall and Zayn?" I ask, breaking the silence.

I hear the pop of the toaster and Liam is silent for a moment, before I hear the shuffle of his feet coming towards my direction.

" It's 10:37 and they're cleaning out the basement, " He says in a chirpy voice. I hear the sound of a plate being sat in front of me and the smell of bacon, and eggs invade my senses. I immediately start eating.

" Why don't they just get Mary to do that? " I ask with a mouth full. Mary is our maid, well more of mine. The boys didn't like the idea of a maid, but I did.

" Mary's birthday is today, so they gave her a day of to spend with her family, " He answers. I almost scoff, but hold myself back.

" Oh, well get them to do my laundry while there at it, " I laugh, when I hear footsteps and the sound of Niall and Zayn's laughter.

" Hey, Liam! Harry! " Niall yells. " We found some cool stuff down there! " He adds.

" No need to shout, Niall, " I shake my head, when I hear something being placed in front of me and dust and the smell of old cardboard invade my nostrils. I cough, covering my nose.

" what is that? " I ask, standing up. I hear the sound of papers being moved around.

" We found a box with your name on it. It has tons of papers, CDs, pictures and many other things in it, " Niall says. I hear the crinkle of paper. " To Georgie, from Harry, " Niall reads. I almost choke on my own spit. I abruptly get up from my chair snatching the paper from his hand.

" Put that stuff up!" I almost shout, shoving the paper back in the box. I hear Niall gasp at my sudden outburst.

I grab the box, holding it close to me, turning around and making my way out of the kitchen.

" Who is she, Harry? " Zayn ask.

I stop in my spot. Who is she? I ask myself. Who is she? I ask myself one more time. She was my first love. She was my first kiss. She was the first to accept me.

" Nobody. She's nobody, " I say in a monotone voice. I make my way up stairs in a quick manner, locking my bed room door behind me, playing the box on the bed.

My hands fumble inside the box and they pick of a CD case. I open it and place the CD in my CD player.

I almost drop to the floor, when the sound starts filing the room. The sound of a familiar voice echoes in the room. She sings a song by Maroon 5 that I have forgotten the name of, but she's suddenly cut off, when she laughs.

" Harry stop! " She squeals. Her laughter continues.

" Say it! " I hear some say. Thats me. That's me and her. I hear myself laugh loudly. When's the last time I laughed like that?

" Okay! Okay! I love you, " She says her voice dripping down to a whisper. " Now turn off the tape recorder, " she laughs.

I quickly turn off the tape, shoving in back in the box and putting the box under my bed, hoping to forget about it.

But some things are hard to forget about.

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I haven't updated in forever! I'm so sorry! I have no excuses, but here you go and sorry of your confused at the beginning part, but it will make sense soon :-)