Jossie's POV
I can't believe I broke down in front of Harry. He probably laughed at me afterwards. I am so pathetic. He is literally the only one that's knows about my scars besides Ashton.
Ashton got a call from his dad, and once he hung up said we had to go since he had to go home because he had a family emergency. We headed back to his truck. He dropped us off at my house and after he left Harry turned to stare at me.
"Uh if you want you can come in to eat. I could maybe order us a pizza" I suggest
"Uh yeah, sure" he clears his throat and nods
"Okay" I say and we both walk in side-by-side awkwardly
"I'll go order the pizza." I say as he closes the door behinds us and head over to the house phone
Harry just goes into the living room while I walk into the kitchen. I order a large stuff crust pepperoni pizza and when I go back I find Harry looking at a picture frame.
"Who's this?" He asks picking it up
"None of your business" I say the same thing he told me when I was in his room looking at picture of who I think was his family.
He turns to me seeming be annoyed at my comment, but then I sigh and remember I'm not like him.
"That's my foster mother. She adopted me when I was about 8. She said my parents died in a car crash, but I think they just left me out on the streets" I shrug
"So I'm guessing that's Clary?" He asks I remember I told him during my break down
I nod and he just looks around the room.
"So what do you do for living?" I ask him
"That's none of your ---" he clears his throat before speaking again "I work in a company and on Friday's and Saturday I work at something which is none of your concern really"
"Oh"
"Who are those 2" he asks changing the subject
"Those are my siblings, and yes their biologically my siblings"
"Yeah I can tell, you look a lot like your brother. And your sister seems familiar. I think I went to high school with her. Isn't her name Rebecca?"
"Yeah that's her"
"Where are they anyway?" He asks
"And I thought I was the one that asked to many questions" I tease him
"Shut it" he snaps
"They're with my dad in New York doing some business work for his company. He should be back either tomorrow or Monday" I explain
"Oh, well where's your mum?"
"Work"
As minutes pass of us talking about my family and myself too, I start feeling way more comfortable. He seems to actually be interested. As I was telling him about a trip my family and I went on to California the door bell rings. As I was about to get up Harry speaks.
"I got it" he says standing up before I can protest
He comes back with the pizza I ordered and we go to the dining room. Harry helps me set up the table and I'm actually surprised in how nice and helpful he's being.
"Harry why are you being nice to me all of a sudden?" I decide to ask
"Just drop it" he says
"Why?" I ask
