I didn't go in for the week at school.
My auntie understood, I told her I was ill. I avoided the phone calls from beau and Harry.
My auntie was yet again at work so I had the house to myself.
All I'd done for the whole week was sleep.
I turned over and faced the wall, the only thing coming into head was Harry. I hadn't stopped thinking about what Megan told me.
As if I drifted off their was a knock at the front door.
I was guessing it was my auntie home from work early.
I walked down stairs and opened the door.
A tall dark haired boy stood infront of me.
Oh no it was Harry.
"What are you doing here?" I spoke trying to get in my head what was happening.
"Can I come in?" He said confused.
I nodded and let him in.
"Do you want a drink?" I said as he followed me into the kitchen.
"Water would be great" he said sitting on a stool.
"Why have you been ignoring me?" He said standing back up.
"I haven't" I said shaking my head and grabbing a glass.
I could feel him coming closer.
"I just want to make sure your ok" he said smiling as I turned around.
"Look Harry I know" oh fuck what was I doing.
"You know what?" Harry said looking worried.
"Megan told me everything, I know harry" I said nodding my head hunting him.
"KNOW WHAT!" he said and shook me, I flinched and dropped the glass.
Why was I frightened of him.
The giant smash on the floor had made Harry jump.
"Are you scared of me?" He said looking confused.
I shook my head. Again I lied.
"Look I'd never hurt you, you know that I'd never touch you" he said grabbing my arm. This time I didn't flinch.
"Go up and get ready I want to take you somewhere" he said.
"I need to clean up the floor" I said pointing towards the glass.
"Ill do it, go upstairs" he said grabbing a dustpan and brush.
I walked upstairs putting a pair of leggings and a baggy top over the top.
I grabbed my coat and put on my boots.
"Come on then where are we going" I laughed.
"You'll see" he directed me out the door and I closed it behind me.
Harry had a black range rover and it was lovely.
I sat next to him and he turned the radio on.
I looked at the small screen and saw the cold play CD.
I began to laugh but tried to hold it in.
"What?" He said taking the cd out.
I shook my head.
"Come on tell me" he said.
"Nothing it's just I didn't think you was the type of person to listen to coldplay" I said staring out the window.
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FOR A BROTHER
FanfictionEver wondered what it's like to loose a brother? Darcy peters lost her brother when she was 10. Her parents believe he is dead but Darcy knows he is still alive. Darcy is out of control and moves in with her auntie. Darcy gets in with a gang to try...