3:00 a.m.
Harold’s still fast asleep. I can’t believe that I have been awake and observing him for like, twelve long sleepless hours. His vital signs are good but he’s still not waking up. Probably if I didn’t inject him that vaccine, maybe he’s awake right now. The house is silent; all I can hear is the deafening sounds from the house just across ours. Probably Nicole’s throwing a party again. She’s my best friend, aside from Shayne and Rosie. She invited me yesterday for that party. To be honest, I already said ‘yes’ but because of this operation thing, I have to cancel it.
“A-OUCH…” I heard someone groaned before I could even drift off to sleep. I immediately sit up straight. He’s awake, finally awake after that deep slumber. He can’t open his eyes properly. I scampered towards the adjusting light thing-y that was placed there by my father in case of something like this.
“Are you alright? How’d you feel? Do you need anything?” I babbled anxiously. I can feel his chest vibrating. His low chuckle echoed the whole room. I miss that laugh. The laugh that is full of joy. What could be the reason? Is he going crazy right now or what? He’s apparently laughing with ‘no’ reason. I looked up at him and astonishingly, I find out that he’s still sleeping.
6:00 am; four hours after the excruciating stage that Harold has been through, he started to stir. I lowered the brightness of the place so it won’t be hard for his eyes to adjust to the vividness of the room. His eyes roamed the whole room until his gaze turned to me.
“W-Who… Who are you?” he asked. No words can explain how I feel right now but, should I call my Dad right now? Should I keep it to myself? What should I do? After all the things settled in my mind, I hugged him tightly.
“I missed you so much Harold!” I exclaimed. I can sense that he’s having some hesitation at first but he pushed it aside and hug me back. I’m really happy that he’s warm again. He’s moving, breathing and his heart’s beating one’s again. I don’t know how it all happened but there’s only one thing on my mind. Happy is an understatement. Thrilled would be the best word you can use to describe me.
“What do you say my name is again?” he asked after we let go from that tight hug.
“Your name’s Harold Edward Styles. You’re already 20.”
“Well how about you?”
“My name’s Aira Cassandra Lexus. My father’s the one who thought of reviving you again. His name’s Severus Lexus.”
“How about mine?”
I chuckled at his sudden innocence. I wonder why he suddenly forgot about his background. “I guess it will take us three to four hours if I will tell you everything. Do you want to know even the other things aside from your family background?” I asked. He nodded his head before he get up slowly. His *glance at the clock* morning wood is up and hard.
“W-Wait awhile alright? I’ll just… I’ll-uhm… I’ll get you something to wear… Yeah…” I stuttered but instead of listening, Harold gets up and walked towards me. “I knew it…” he will not listen to me in any way. One of the reasons why he fall in love with that Jilliana.
“Why can’t you listen to me even just for today?”
“I’m scared that you’ll be hurt.”
“I’m not gonna be hurt alright?”
“I’m still gonna follow you,” he said. Why among all the things that he will not forgot to do or to be, it’s this stubborn attitude he have?
“Ugh… alright, fine, whatever! Just… Just cover your willy alright? I don’t want to see that anymore. Too much for one day,” I told him. He glanced down to his hard willy before smirking. Despite of what I have asked him to do, he followed me around the house, naked. I don’t bother looking at him. Like I said, I’ve had enough of seeing ‘it’.
I sauntered towards my father’s room and search for a cloth that will suit this newborn. I don’t want to see him naked right now. I really, really hate seeing him naked… not the bad way hate but the good way.
“Here, wear these things! It will help covering that thing. Araso?” I asked. He looks confused… “Oh, yeah! Araso means ‘okay’ or something like that,” I said before heading towards my own room. Harold was about to enter when I stopped him. “Boys are not allowed to enter. Stay there,” I demanded.
“How about, no?” he said before pushing me inside.
“I have to change my clothes and you have to put ON some clothes. We’re going to do some online shopping for you. At least wear something in any case.”
“But I don’t know how to do so,” he said pouting playfully. Darn it, I really hate it when people do that. If they think it’s cute… for some people, yes it is cute but for the others… don’t try too hard.
“Gahd! Alright!” I exclaimed before grabbing the jersey shorts he’s holding. Darn it… I didn’t pick any boxers short on my father’s drawer because it will not fit him properly. “Put up your one foot then the other,” I demanded. Lucky, he followed me this time. “Now, put up your arms. You better put up it properly now,” I said to him. He followed me just like a good boy. Once done, I pushed him towards the door.
“You have to get out or else I will not change my clothes,” I said.
“Why can’t I stay here?”
“Because. End of discussion.”
“I’ll get out of this place if you will not let me stay,” he threatened. Let me be honest with you. I still believe to that saying the more you hate, the more you love. I do loved Harry before but hate him at the same time. Gosh, I didn’t know that I will be more pissed to him right now. He’s acting like a child!
‘Remember, he’s a newborn. He will certainly act like a child.’
Shut up conscience. Darn it, Harry’s driving me insane and it’s not good; it will never be good. I groaned in frustration before I tug my hair. If I hated him before he ‘died’, I hated him a lot right now because he’s being pervert… or is it me that’s being a pervert?
“Uggh… Fine! Go do whatever you want. You can stay here just… HERE, understand?” I asked. He simply nodded his head and sat on my bed. “Good,” I mumbled.
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After taking a very long bath, I finally came out of the bathroom. At first, I thought Harold’s already gone but to my surprise, he was still at the place where I left him. He was like a child whose trying to adjust with his environment.
“How’d you feel right now?” I suddenly asked making him look at me. I was wearing my favorite oversized shirt and my legs are a little exposed. Anyways, he smiled mischievously right after he saw me. What could be his possible reason? Please, God! No perverted thoughts please!
“Hey, eyes up here!” I told him making him glance up to me. He’s lucky I don’t mind him gawking at me. Harold used to see me wearing nighties and such but NEVER in lingerie. I would never let him see me in that. “Get out of my room and wait for me at the lounge. I will prepare the things we’ll need and I will need to teach you things,” I said while pushing him towards the door.
“But where’s your lounge? And what IS lounge?” he asked. I mentally face palmed.
“We’re going to start in the basic so you better help me with these. Also, we’ll order some stuffs for you and then I’ll call my father regarding your stat. Now carry this and never let this fall,” I said to him before handing him my precious Pika; my laptop. “Now, you better be careful when you’re carrying that okay? That’s my precious laptop for 8 years so just take care of it. Its name is Pika,” I told him.
“O-Okay…” he mumbled.
“Alright. Now, follow me,” I told him before heading towards the lounge.
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a/n: Boring and crappy and chappy. I’ll revise thissssss sssssoooon. Now, I still hope you like this one =)
-MrsACStoran
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