I woke up in my bed. I look at my phone to check the time, it was 10:30 and I feel a lot better. I can talk with out me wanting to shoot myself in the foot, but my head is still throbbing. Great. I unlock my phone and call Matt.
"Hey kid! How are you feeling?" I really don't know why he still calls me kid.
"Better,"
"That's good. I can't really talk right now, but I'll call you later. Mom said Aunt Katy should be coming by sometime today,"
Great. "Ok,"
Then he hangs us. What's with him? I shrug it off and go into the living room to find Harry. "Hey! I thought you'd still be asleep," he says.
I look at him funny. "My aunt is supposed to come by today,"
He leans in closer to me. "She's already here,"
Great.
I told Harry about my Aunt Katy a while back. She's crazy. Don't get me wrong, I love her to death she's just not the most fun to be around when you have a headache. That's why Harry offered to stay with me this weekend. There's no telling how long she'll be here. I'm hoping she leaves today. Because it's Friday and I want to get rid of my head ache, not make it worse. He laughs at me. I hit him in the arm "It's not funny," I say trying to keep myself from laughing. "Then why are you laughing huh?" he asks.
My aunt Katy busts into the room with a glass of who knows what and completely ruins the moment. "Hey Jessie!," she squeaks. God I hate that name. I give her a fake smile. I lay back on the couch as she starts babbling. I really don't care what she's saying. There's a reason my mom never invites her over. She drinks a lot, but she's not a drunk. She's very fun to be around when she's not drunk, you better run if she is. She walks down the hall to the guest room. Harry has been staying in the one upstairs, so he can check on me. I let out a breath as she disappears down the hall. Harry laughs at me. I lean over on his shoulder and laugh.
"You hungry?"
"I actually am," I say.
He smiles at me. "Come on then," he stands up from the couch and holds out his hand. He helps me up. I almost fall into him, and knock us both over. "Careful," he laughs.
**
I stood there, in front of the stove, trying to make eggs. "How do you do this?" I laugh. Harry comes up behind me and wraps his arms around me, taking the handle of the pan. "I'm not ever letting you cook for me," he says stirring the yellow stuff around. The way he had his arms around me sent sparks through me. "Good idea,"
Someone clears there throat, it was aunt Katy. Does she have to ruin everything? Harry lets go of me. "Don't let me ruin anything," she says, turning around. God I can't stand her right now. "There's nothing to ruin," I say irritated. I hate when people do this I just don't like explaining my FRIENDSHIP with guys to people. They always think there's something more going on.
She just walks back down the hallway laughing. "You alright?" Harry asks.
"Yeah. Did I ever tell you about Jacob?" I ask hoping I didn't.
"I don't think so," he says placing some eggs on a plate.
"Do you wanna know?" I ask.
Please say no, please say no, please say no, please say no, please say no, please say no. God please let him say no.
"Do you wanna tell me?" he asks handing me the plate.
"I um- I uh,-" "We don't have to talk about it," he says.
"Thank you,"
**
I was in my room playing on my laptop it was 12:30 now and I'm so tired. Someone knocks on the door. "Come in." It was Harry. He looked nervous. I close my laptop "What's up?"
"I have to get something for your brother so I'll be back in about an hour," he says.
"You're leaving me alone, with Aunt Katy?"
He laughs, "I'll be back before you can kill her,"
"I'll see you later," I say as he shuts my door.
About forty- five minutes later I decide to go down stairs. I decide to go downstairs, and apologize to Aunt Katy. I felt bad for snapping at her like that, but that kind of stuff makes me very uncomfortable. I find her in the living room sitting in my dads favorite chair. She smiles at me. I sit on the couch, "I'm sorry for earlier I just-"
"You like him," she cuts me off.
"No I don't," I say defensively. "Oh my gosh Jessie! Yes you do, it's the most obvious thing in the world that you two like each other," she argues.
I lightly smile. I don't think he likes me like that but whatever. "Even if I did, nothing could happen. He's Matt's best friend," I say trying to hide the blush creeping on my face.
"Jessie, you like him and he likes you," she says.
"What if he doesn't?" I ask.
"The guy is head over heels for you Jess! I've been her for 2 hours and I even know. The way he looks at you is the cutest thing ever," she says getting a little to excited.
I roll my eyes. "It couldn't even work out, he's 19,"
"So! You'll be eighteen in less than a month!" She says.
I forgot it was almost my birthday. Woah time flies. "I don't know," I say.
"Talk to him," she says before going back into the kitchen.
My phone dings it was Amanda. Dear God.
FROM: Amanda
Pleaseeeeeeeeeeee
TO: Amanda
I can't my aunts in town and I have to stay with her. Sorry
FROM: Amanda
And Harry. I know he's been staying with you, I came by yesterday and he answered the door and said you were asleep.
TO: Amanda
That has nothing to do with anything. My aunt got here a few hours ago.
I'm not arguing with her over this. I cut my phone off, and head up stairs to take a shower. Showers always help me think. I put my hair up in a bun though, I don't feel like washing it right now. I let the warm water run over me. It felt amazing, maybe the power will stay on this time. I stay in the shower for what feels like hours but I know is only thirty minutes. When I get down I put on a pair of leggings, and my dad's old shirt. I still don't know what to do. I sat on my bed, and played with my hands. Someone knocks on the door, I knew it was Harry. I feel like absolute crap. "Come in," I say.
He comes in with a mug of something and closes the door behind him. "Weren't you sitting there when I left? and a little less wet," he jokes.
I lightly laugh. Why is this happening? He sat on the end of my bed.
"I need to tell you something," he says.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------A/N : Gotcha Whitney! <3 you're gonna kill me! But I still love you. That's all I'm posting of this one tonight but check out Torn. - Taylor <3
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