Geek by Day

Fancy a Ride?

Thanks for reading the last chapter! And for liking it enough to hang around for the next one! Without any further babbling, here it is!

REVAMPED VERSION

Fancy a Ride?

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“So my parents aren't going to be in again tonight, want to come over?” I asked the girls as we made our way as quickly as we could out of the school building. It had been alright, as far as first days go. I wasn't as exhausted as I thought I would have been and I wanted to keep my safety nets around for a little longer. Ness and Sarah agreed enthusiastically, they'd only been to the house twice. 

"Oh, I don't think we've hit that point in the relationship yet, sugar," Ness replied. 

I hit FaceTime on the already loaded contact screen. In two seconds Harry's face flashed up on my screen. I beamed, “Need a favour. I'm at school and three of us need a ride,” Ness and Sarah poked they're heads into the picture and smiled.

Harry chuckled on the other end, "Sure thing Princess, can I bring the BM?" He smiled innocently, the BMW was his baby more than mine. He really loved to drive it which was really handy since his job was basically to take care of the cars and be my own personal taxi driver.

"I think Nessie might kill me if I said no," I laughed. He nodded and saluted me with two fingers

. Harry was only twenty three so he was still a lot of fun and he'd followed us around the world for just over three years now, my parents must pay him good to put up with me. It was weird to have a young chauffeur, everyone else's was at least over thirty-five but my dad owed somebody a favour. I don't know the details but he was testing out Harry for the week, I fell in love with him almost instantly. He was like a puppy that I'd convinced my parents to let me keep.

"Yes ma'am," He joked, " Be there as soon as, beautiful," And it didn't hurt that he complimented me every time we spoke to each other. I slipped the iPhone back into my pocket and was verbally tackled, "You did not say he was hot! I would remember you saying he looked like that," Sarah accused me, lightly poking my shoulder.

Ness however, slapped me across the arm. "Yeah, Alyssa! I needed some preparation for that level of attractiveness!" Nessie giggled. I bit my lip and slid my eyes across both of them.

"I know right!" We squealed. That was another thing, Harry was easily an eight,  I knew that he was gorgeous, before I even knew what gorgeous was.

When I was thirteen and he first joined us, I didn't feel it but I thought, 'hmph, that must be what a hot guy looks like.'  Eighteen months later, I felt like I'd been shot when I headed to the garage and saw him shirtless covered in oil and grease. My first crush and my only lasting love.

"I swear he's what gets me through the night sometimes," I paused, "His beatifullness is only the beginning."

He was what got me through the night sometimes. When I was cornered by someone I really didn't want to talk to, I texted him. I was getting pretty good at texting from my pocket and usually he got the gist of it anyway. If I was in pain, he'd come over and announce some emergency that I had to attend to immediately. He was more of my friend than my staff.

I cuddled closer into the white stone wall as the cold wind hit. Sarah tucked her arms under her blazer and shivered, “How far is your house from here?” She asked quietly and sweetly. Ness stood upright and embraced the wind, arms flowing behind her. It was weird, she was the skinniest of us all. Her spine stuck out when she bent over and her ribs were visible through her shirt when she leaned back. It wasn't particularly unattractive, but it wasn't a look I'd go for. 

“He'll be here in ten, probably. There is zero chance he is sticking to a thirty miles per hour limit on that long back road, especially if he's got the BM,” I took Sarah's approach and tugged my scarf free of my cluttered school bag to wrap around myself. 

“Doesn't he get the sack if he's caught?” Sarah asked me, she had to get louder as she closed herself off more with all of her extra layers. 

“Well, technically, that road is ours,” I rubbed the toe of my right foot up and down the back of my left leg, “It sort of came with the house since it's so far off, there's a lot of boring details that you probably don't want to know but he's cool to speed,” When I found Harry on his day off racing around a bare patch of our land that we planned to rent out, I discovered why most chauffeurs were older. 

“As long as he doesn't scratch the car,” Ness said, voice low. She almost sounded intimidating before she giggled, “Look at me, Rich Girl, I sound like you!” I laughed lightly and shook my head. There wasn't time for me to reply to her before the dark BM with tinted windows pulled up a few metres from us. 

“Boy racer's here,” I scooped up my bag and turned to skip towards the car and out of the wind. “Try not to get drool on my leather, Ness,” Sarah laughed – an actual 'teeheehee' and we all ducked into the car. 

“Hello Miss Chaplin, how are you?” He asked without pausing to allow me to answer. “Ah, who are your friends?” He spoke slowly and clearly, like a proper chauffeur should. It made me uncomfortable. I could see Ness and Sarah's faces in the mirror, both of their eyes widened and they swapped shocked expressions. 

“Ew, Harry leave that voice with my parents would you?” I did my strange laugh where I breathed in at the same time and sounded like one of the school chairs scraping along the floor. 

“Ha, sorry Princess, but really,” He sent a dazzling smile into the rear-view mirror and it bounced back to Sarah and Ness. I heard Ness's sharp breath and Sarah had bit her lip. As I could have predicted, Harry's smile only widened. “Who are you lovely ladies?”

I didn't get the reaction I expected from Ness though. I almost burst out laughing when her voice caved on her and she squeaked out a tiny little, “Vanessa- Ness, for short.” The micro-second long glare I got told me I would pay for my smirk later. 

Surprisingly, Sarah held her own, “I'm Sarah,” She answered, only as loud as her usual volume but with no less confidence, “Harry, right?” 

He tapped the tip of his cap that he still wore from earlier, “In the flesh,” Then he turned to me, “Aw shucks, you haven't been talking about me to your new friends now have you?” He stuck his tongue out. 

“I let you drive the BMW and all I get in return is cheek,” I crossed my arms and turned my head away. 

“Oh,” Harry sighed, “Honey, you ain't seen the best of my sass yet,” The whole car laughed and he gripped the steering wheel again, “My apologies, ma'am.” A few button presses and gear stick shifts, then we were on our way. 

“Next stop, Chaplin Manor.”

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