Fall.// h.s au Short Story

Chapter 17

warning: Contains sexual content. 

"What are you doing?" I ask confusedly.

He looks up at me with shock.

I step more into the room and move the suitcases out the way so I could walk closer to him. He quickly pulls away from the box and scratches his neck.

"I was looking for your underwear drawer and I found a box with photos so I was looking for embarrassing ones to tease you." He laughs at me and makes his position more comfortable.

"Harry really my lingerie drawer?" I smirk at him and sit down right beside him. I grab the photo box and look through the photos. "You won't find any embarrassing ones because I already burnt them." I laugh a little and look through the photos.

Harry lay down on his stomach and rested his chin on his forearm looking through the photos with me.

"This was when my dad and mom brought me and Mackie to the Gold state Farm." I point at the girl in braids wearing a yellow dress beside a cow. "That's me." He laughs in his arm.

"Why were you fascinated about a cow?" He asks while we look through the other set of photos.

"I actually don't remember." I remove a strand of hair from my face and explain some other interesting ones.

"Do you have any close cousins?" he asks out of the blue.

"Yeah, yeah I do." I put the photos away in the box and put them back in my drawer. I go to my mini bookshelf and grab a scrapbook. "I have a cousin named Stacyann and we made a scrapbook together when we were younger. She was my closet cousin probably because her mom and mine were sisters." I sit back on the bed beside Harry and smile as I open the book. I miss her but she moved to Toronto last year. Harry sits up and crosses his legs and grabs the book from me. "Eager much?" I laugh at him and look for my phone book in my nightstand.

I found the phone number I have always called when I was younger and needed help. Uncle Mitch. He's a close family friend of my mom and dad and he was my godfather so our relationship was close too. He was always there for me when my parents weren't. Every Sunday if I didn't have an appointment he would bring me and Mackie to the fair grounds. He was an actual second dad to me.

He's been single for 20 years ever since his fiancée Eliza died from a car crash. Now just because he and my mom are single I'm not going to play cupid, that's horrible since Mitch was good friends with my dad. I know Mitch can take care of my sister and mom for a while. He always told me, 'I'm always there when you need an extra step on your ladder.'

I quietly exit the room and to the bathroom to call him. The phone rings and rings but finally someone answers.

"Hello?" his deep voice answers. I haven't spoken to him for about 2 months but that's because university.

"Uncle Mitch, Hey it's Lauren. I have a favour." I sit on my counter and play with the ends of my hair.

"Lenny? Where have you been?" he laughs into the receiver. "I know you are busy don't worry I'm not mad." Ok, good.

"My dad um did something unforgivable. Can you please just help my mom and support her oh and Mackie?" I pleaded. I can't lean on anybody else. Other of my family members might disgrace us. "Listen if you can't that is fine but I'm only here till tomorrow. Mackie is cutting herself and I'm so stressed." I ramble nonstop. I'm on the edge of tears I could feel it burn. My family broke in a snap and I'm so lost.

"What it's that serious? Don't worry darling, I'll pack my bags and be there tomorrow. I should stay there right?"

"Of course, are you okay leaving your apartment? I can go down there and help you pack." I actually don't know where to go with this.