"I know him though. I know his heart, and I know what he wouldn't do to hurt me.... And then it gets completely shattered by one thing. One stupid thing. But then you make me feel crazy and make me feel like it's my fault."
The story about 2 people...
Today's Easter, my grandparents should be here any minute to come eat with us. I've made sure everything around the house is tidy and there's nothing for them to peeve at.
My grandma is the type of person to criticize you not even knowing it. Every little thing you do is as if you're doing it 'wrong' or 'not the way she would do it. '. It gets very annoying after awhile hence the reason they NEVER visit unless it's a holiday.
My grandpa on the other hand is an 'I told you so!' Kind of guy. He also is the type to ask 101 questions, as if he's trying to catch up. It's kind of funny how much he annoys my mom. My grandpa used the 'I told ya so!' When she married my dad. Little did my mom know that just a few short years later they would be divorced. 5 years to be exact. I was 5 when my dad left. He wasn't a bad guy, they just weren't happy. I know his name and where he lives. I know he has a wife and I'm pretty sure he has another kid. A son to be exact. It's sad to hear that he left me and started a new family but you know..... I have the greatest family in the world and I wouldn't change anything.
When my grandparents pull up my mom goes into full panic.
"Jessica. Make sure everything is clean they're here. " she says.
"It is. I'm going to go upstairs and shower. I'll be right down after don't worry. " I smile.
I rush up the stairs plugging in my iHome and listening to music as a I shower. I take extra long because it's not that I don't love my grandparents it's just that I don't really care that they're here. We live here in London and my grandparents live about 4 1/2 hours away from us. If they lived any closer they'd be at my house every single day.
When I step out and dry myself off I unplug my iHome. I almost piss myself when Harry is sitting on my bed, rummaging through my folded clothes.
"You took my hoodie last time you were at my house and I want it back. " he laughs.
"You fucking scared the piss out of me. " I growl.
"Sorry. Now where is it?"
"It's in the 3 drawer to the right. "
"Thanks" he nods.
"What are you doing here?" I ask.
"Thought you could use the company since grandma and grandpa hell are here. " he laughs making me laugh.
"Be nice. They love you Harold. " I say.
"Yeah I'm a real charmer. "
"Leave so I can get dressed. " I say pointing towards the door.
"It's nothing I haven't seen before. " he says smirking.
"I'm not getting naked in front of you. Sorry Harry that's what your girlfriends for....." I smirk back.
"Touché " he laughs before leaving. I lock the door behind him. I take out my Easter dress that I bought last week that Harry hates.
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