In Hiding // Ricky 'Horror' Olson

That's Unnecessary

|Harley's POV|

"So, why'd your parents kick you out?" I asked, slipping my shirt on from inside the bathroom.

"I was failing school, I smoke, just look at me, why wouldn't they kick me out?" He said through the door. I could see his shadow as he sat outside it.

"I'm sorry." 

"No need to apologize, it's not your fault." There was a quick silence before he suddenly moved from his spot. I heard my bed move seconds after.

"So, why'd you move here?"

I gulped, holding back tears of anger. "My mom. She just couldn't keep her legs closed." I seethed, opening the bathroom door.

"Damn," he mumbled, his eyes widening slightly. "Well, that answered my next question."

"Are you scared?" I was taken aback at his question. I laid down on my bed, sighing. He suddenly laid back beside me.

"No, why would I be?" I stared up at the ceiling.

"You're lying. I can tell."

"Oh, yeah? Then tell me, kind sir. What am I scared of?" He smirked, looking over at me.

"You're scared of being alone. You're scared of losing your father." I looked over, catching his eye. I sighed, sitting back up.

"Harley? Who is that you're talking to?" My eyes widened, I quickly turned around to tell what ever that guys name is to hide in my closet, but he wasn't their anymore. I gasped lightly, looking around my room.

"No one, dad."

* * *

I sighed heavily, throwing my bag off my shoulder.

"You went to school in that?" I heard from behind me. I quickly spun around, coming face to face with the boy I still don't know the name of.

"Yeah? Why? What's wrong with it?"

He clenched his jaw, "it's pretty revealing is all."

"This? This is revealing to you?" I gestured towards my outfit.

"Oh, no. Not to me. To every other guy in that hell hole. I don't want them looking at you." My brows knit in confusion.

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah." He confirmed, moving closer to me, my back hitting the door to my bedroom.

"And why would you say that?" I whispered, his face only inches away from mine.

"I- never mind, forget I said anything." He stepped back, walking towards my bed before laying down. "Join me." He put his hands out in a grabbing motion, his bottom lip jut out.

"No thanks, I've got a bit of homework." I grabbed my bag, pulling out my math homework.

"How come I never see you at school?" I asked, turning around, sitting on top of the desk.

"I dropped out," he looked directly at me, his arm supporting his head as he laid down on his side.

"Well, that wasn't very smart." I mumbled, turning back around.

"Yeah? Well, neither am I."

"I doubt it." I sat down, ignoring the annoying guy laying on my bed. Damn, I need to figure out a name for him myself or he needs to tell me what it actually is. "What's your name, anyways." I asked, not bothering to look up.

"Ricky." He said from beside me. I nearly screamed, jumping back just slightly. He chuckled, kicking his vans covered feet up on my desk just like how he did yesterday. "Why do you even do this stupid school homework? It's all bullshit."

"Yeah, well, when you wanna be able to go to college, you kind of need a high school diploma." I rolled my eyes.

"What do you wanna go to college for?" He asked, actually sounding intrigued. I sighed, looking up at him. I bit my lip slightly, looking back down at my work.

"I wanna be a cosmetologist and or fashion designer." He raised his eyebrows, a slight smile playing at his thin, pale lips. "That's cool. I wanna be in a band. I don't mean to brag, but I can play bass pretty well." I playfully rolled my eyes, looking back down at my school work, smiling. "That's cool." I mocked.

* * *

"So, you've never seen the original Friday The 13th?" I shook my head, awkwardly rocking back and forth on my feet. "I can change that, hand me your laptop from underneath the bed."

"How'd you-," I just shook my head, cutting myself off as I reached underneath my bed, grabbing my laptop. "I know where everything's at, baby." Ricky joked, already knowing what I was gonna ask. I just rolled my eyes, sitting beside him, our sides touching as I handed over the portable laptop.

He somehow illegally downloaded the movie to my hard drive. We ended up going downstairs to get snacks, seeing as my dad is pretty much never home. I actually haven't seen him since yesterday which isn't a surprise. He used to disappear for so many days, come back for a couple then go back out, it used to bother me, but now that I've got Ricky, I'm fine.