Reasons

Chapter 9

Rylie's POV

I curled up next to Harry and yawned. His arm was around me. I wasn't even sure if he realized it. I really didn't care though, I liked being somewhat close to him.

We picked Will up from the hotel. Then we were off. Since the drive was ten hours, we decided to break off into shifts. Gemma was taking the first driving shift. I was going to take the last shift because I was the youngest. But then again Harry insisted on going before me.

I fell asleep about an hour into the ride. I hadn't meant to, but Harry wasn't talking to me and Will and Gemma were in a deep discussion about cars or something.

I woke up around five and Will was driving. Harry was fast asleep with his head resting on my shoulder. I couldn't help but smile. I hadn't been this close to any person, let alone a guy, since the break up with Hunter. It felt oddly nice.

"Oh you're awake," Gemma murmured, turning halfway in her seat to look back at me. Her hair was sticking up on one side, so I am guessing she had went to sleep for a while as well.

I yawned and smiled slightly. "Yeah...," I whispered. I suddenly felt self conscious. Gemma was one of my closest friends now, yet it felt odd for her to see Harry and me so close. I still haven't even told her that we made up. She didn't seem to question it though.

"Well we will be there soon," Gemma informs me. I glanced at the time one more time and scowled.

"Why didn't I drive? Why didn't Harry wake me?"

Gemma smiles sheepishly. "He didn't want to wake you. He already took his shift and yours. It's fine. He wanted you to sleep," she explains.

I couldn't help but get a bunch of butterflies. I was upset that he wouldn't wake me, but it still touched me that he would take my shift and now wake me. It was kind of sweet. No it was sweet. No kind of about it.

"Well how far are we away?"

Gemma looks to the gps. "About thirty minutes. We were thinking about going somewhere to eat first, though," she tells me.

"I can drive the rest of the way," I say.

Will raises his brown, but doesn't question it. He stops at a gas station and switches places with me.

It somewhat surprised me that I slept almost ten hours. I had a full night's sleep, but I still ended up sleeping most of the ride.

I strapped up and began to drive. Harry woke up and yawned. I wanted from the rearview mirror as he looked around for me.

"Hey honey," Will teases, putting his hand on Harry's shoulder. Harry shrugs his shoulder away and scowls.

I watched as he finally looked at me. "What are you doing? You aren't supposed to be driving," he mutters.

"What? Saying I can't drive?"

"No, that's not what I meant," he begins.

"I'm kidding Harry," I tell him gently.

Harry seems to relax and I just giggle to myself.

We stop at our condo and grabbed our belongings. Harry, being stubborn, grabbed my bags along with his and put then on a trolley. I didn't object, because my bags were actually pretty heavy. Gemma had already bought the room for the week or so that we would be here so all we had to do was get the key. Gemma told us to go on up and she would meet us. She wanted to get some coffee first.

Harry was the one to get the key from the front desk and walked toward the elevator. "Coming Rylie?" he called out to me. I still haven't moved from my spot. I wasn't sure why, but I wanted to go with Gemma. It wasn't that I needed coffee, but I think something is wrong. Not just a coffee fix.