Because of You

Chapter 5

Harry's POV

"It's raining." I took my eyes away from my phone and looked at Gracie who was standing on a chair in the corner of the room, her hands and face squished against the window as she watched the raindrops pelt down outside.

I laughed, setting my phone down beside me on the bed. "You're very observant, kid."

"I have no idea what that means," she squished her face even more to the glass, her voice becoming slightly mumbled. "But it's raining."

The past week in this house hadn't been amazing but it hadn't been completely boring either. Josh and I got along, which wasn't shocking but the guy was never home. He was either working or out doing God knows what.

Now correct me if I'm wrong but isn't a guest supposed to be treated like they are wanted?

I knew Allie didn't want me here which was probably part of the reason I enhoyed staying; to get on her nerves. It was easy to get under her skin in the past seven days. We got past the whole awkward situation about three days into my stay; or at least we didn't show it publicly to each other anymore. 

I knew what I came here for and that was to see Josh. Sarah made it seem like he missed the guys and me more than anything so when she called me up, it was sort of a "what the hell" kind of deal. Little did I know that Josh really wasn't much of Josh anymore. I easily noticed I payed more attention to his own kid than he did. Hell, I even talked to Allie more than he did and me and her aren't on much of speaking terms.

Gracie's tiny voice interupted my thoughts. "Hammy, it's raining."

"You're like my own personal weather girl." I chuckled, hopping off my bed and walking over to the window. "Well this just means when the rain stops there will be a rainbow for you to look at."

"Momma says rainbows have gold at the end of them."

I nodded my head even though she couldn't see me from behind her. "You're mom is right about one thing."

I watched her for a minute or so, her fingers poking the window in hopes of trying to make the racing water drops speed down faster. Once she got vored with that, she hopped from the chair and looked up at me with her hands on her hips. "How come you and momma don't like each other?"

I stared down at the three year old kid in front of me, her cheeks the slightest shade of pink due to the coldness in the house. It reminded me of how Allie's cheeks always used to turn the same color whenever she'd wake up in the mornings.

"You're becoming too observant." I squinted my eyes at her. Sweeping my hair out of my eyes, I couldn't help but look at Gracie and see Allie; the old Allie. 

"Well I want to know. Daddy is never here," her little arms waved around dramatically. "so its just you, momma and me most of the time. Why are you even here Hammy if you don't like momma?"

I was beginning to think this kid was a twenty-five year old stuck in a little girl's body.

"I think it's time for you to go play with your barbies or watch Cinderella or whatever shit you kids do."

"Momma says swearing is for dumb people."

"Just go play or something and maybe I'll convince that swearing, hypocritical mother of yours to let me get you some ice cream."

She pondered that for a second. "Ice cream on a rainy day, Hammy?"

"That's the best time to have ice cream! Haven't your parents taught you anything useful?"