Fall

Chapter 10

"I'll be back at around 5," he called from the front door.

I stood up from the lounge and walked towards the front of the house. He was reaching into the bowl for his keys whilst he tucked his phone into the back pocket of his jeans, his black apron slung over his arm. I leant against the wall and watched as he collected himself before opening the front door.

"Please think about it. For now, everything that's mine is yours. Be careful, I'll be back soon," he said as he stepped halfway out.

I nodded and a small smile danced on my lips. "I will. Have fun."

He returned a smile before waving and closing the door behind him.

It was quiet now. He'd basically just left a stranger in his house. I could been a total psycho. I quickly snapped out of those thoughts and told myself to stop thinking that we were strangers. Sure we had only known each other for a brief matter if hours but he didn't feel like a stranger to me. He had trusted me and helped me and given me a place to stay that wasn't out in the cold or open to Jye. He'd checked on me at night, made me breakfast and basically offered his home to me.

There was no reason for us to still feel like strangers anymore.

I listened to his car engine and the sound of tires on the Tarmac before pushing myself from his wall. I stared up the staircase. Why was I so afraid of that room? It was Harry's room, not Jye's. Harry wouldn't dare to hurt me like Jye would and there was no reason that room should scare me.

Slowly, I forced myself up the stairs until I was met with the closed door that hid the room inside. It wasn't the room itself, it was the huge double bed that brought back the painful memories.

I dragged up my hand until it was resting on the brass doorknob and turned it until the door slowly allowed itself to open. Cautiously, I peered around the side and immediately my eyes met the huge bed that was sat in the middle. The sheets were still tousled from Harry's sleep and he obviously hadn't been bothered to remake them. I had to admit though, it wasn't as messy as Jye's room. Jye's bed was never made, he always had clothes sprawled out on the floor, empty liquor bottles layed on the carpet giving the room a thick alcoholic scent. I can't remember a time when it didn't smell like vodka or whiskey.

Pushing the door open until I could fit through, I walked further into the large space. The messy sheets seemed like the only thing out of place. He had a desk with notebooks and pens aligned neatly with one picture frame in the corner of his girlfriend and him at what looked like a music festival. She really was beautiful.

He had another bookshelf, smaller than the one in the lounge room. Lined on the shelves were old books, CDs, ornaments and more photographs. I walked up to the shelves and peered at one of the photos.

She was stunning. Her brown hair was a slightly lighter shade to his and she had curls that rolled down her shoulders until they stopped just above her ribs. She had long black eyelashes that framed her golden brown eyes and a dimple-less smile that looked just as adoring and genuine as Harry's. She was shorter than him by quite an amount but that didn't seem to matter. They looked perfect and it only made me wonder more what happened that could break such a beautiful couple.

I wondered around his room some more until I came to the wardrobe. It was built in with two sliding mirrored doors. I stopped to study my reflection for a second. My eyes were still a bit sunken from lack of sleep and my hair was a tangled mess on the top of my head. I leant forward and lifted my chin, exposing the dark mark Jye had left. I didn't realise how obvious it looked, Harry was just too nice to say anything about it. My clothes were slightly crinkled and my figure was slightly hunched due to the sore back I had got from sleeping on the lounge. I moved my legs in my jeans and found them aching too.

Harry did say I could borrow some his or his girlfriends clothes, I just didn't know whose I would prefer wearing.

I slid open the left side of the wardrobe and found that it was almost empty. The shelves only sported a few folded clothes while only one of the three drawers I checked had a few crumpled articles of clothing. No clothes were hung up so I dug out the small items of clothing that still remained. Nothing but three small t-shirts and a pair of boxer shorts. The shirts looked way to small for me to fit into, after all she was pretty tiny. One of them was a festival t-shirt from a few years ago, another a concert t-shirt from a band I'd never heard of and the last a dark green jersey that sported a College Logo on the front.

Keeping the small pair of patterned boxer shorts, I folded up the shirts and put them back on the shelves before sliding open the other side. This side was much more full. This must've been Harry's side.

A pile of variously couloured shirts and singlets were folded on top of the shelf and hanging up beside them were big jumpers and pairs of jeans. Below the pieces of clothing hanging up were pairs of shoes. All varying in colour and style.

I pulled open the first draw and quickly started to blush when I realised I was staring into his underwear drawer. I smiled awkwardly to myself before closing the drawer and opening the next one. Socks. Rows and bundles of socks. The last drawer was slightly messier than the rest but held lots of different pairs of shorts. I hadn't realised how plain boys were when it came to clothing.

I didn't want to take advantage of Harry by wearing his clothes, but he did offer them to me and his girlfriends clothes were way too tiny.

It was raining lightly outside and Harry's house was slightly cold, but I didn't want to wear any of his pants so I settled on his girlfriends boxer shorts that disappeared when Harry's creamy jumper was pulled over my head. The huge jumper settled halfway down my thigh, hiding away the tiny shorts underneath. I rearranged the bun on the head before staring at my reflection. The jumper really was big and the sleeves hid away my tiny hands.

Jye had never allowed me to wear any of his clothes and it made me think if this is what couple did.

My mind wondered off into its own fantasy where I lived in Harry's house and he made me breakfast each morning and I wore his clothes all the time and snuggled up in his bed with him and he would smile at me when he thought I wasn't looking.

I quickly snapped out of it before I wondered in too deep. What was I thinking? Harry is just being nice. He is cute and all but I don't want him to get involved between Jye and me. He doesn't understand what Jye is capable off.

Holy shit. Jye. He knows where Harry works he's seen him there. How did I not think of this before? I quickly collected my clothes from the ground and almost tripped over on the last step and stumbled into the lounge room to collect my phone.