A New Turn

Chapter 2

HARRY POV

I couldn't sleep. Jet lag was a bitch.

All I could do was stare around the room.

It was a pretty cool room. A queen bed, television in the corner, a large desk, all surrounded by light tan coloured walls. All pretty similar to my room back home. Minus all the Beatles and Ramones posters.

My time so far in Australia had been awesome. The Smiths were such a welcoming and wonderful family and I could already tell that the next 6 weeks were going to be amazing.

I did have a few questions about Caitlin though. She was beautiful.

Did I just say that?

But how could I like her? She never did say anything. Not one thing was spoken on the car ride home OR at dinner. I really did want to know more about her.

I stood up to go to the loo. I walked out of my temporary room and down the hall towards the bathroom, only to see a light on at the end of the hall. That was Caitlin's room wasn't it?

I tiptoed down the hall to the door. My suspicions were confirmed when I saw a fake Hollywood star with the name 'Caitlin Smith'. My head said not to knock but my heart REALLY wanted to. In that moment, I think my head passed out and my heart took over. I suddenly felt the rough pattern of the door on my knuckle as I softly knocked.

CAITLIN POV

I thought Mum had seen my light on when she grabbed a glass of water so I assumed it was her. "Come in Mum.". I immediately heard a reply as someone entered my room "Sorry I'm actually not your mum.". This was spoken with a raspy British accent. Harry was in my room, staring at me. This was awkward. I hadn't said a word to him all night. "Sorry. I saw your light on. I couldn't get to sleep"

"That's fine. I couldn't sleep either. Take a seat.". He sat down on my desk chair and swivelled around a tiny bit. An awkward silence filled the room before he spoke.

"So do you not talk much or...".

"Do you mean now or earlier?".

"Both".

I had to think before I answered. I had been A LOT quieter than I usually was. I decided not to lie.

"Nah I'm really chatty, just quiet around new people."

Phew. That was a weight off my shoulders. I didn't want him thinking I was an idiot. Lucky for me he replied with a swift "Good! I really just wanted to talk to you but I was scared you weren't gonna talk to me."

So there our story began. Every night from then until he left, he would softly knock on my door and we would chat for a couple of hours about anything. My favourite thing to talk about with him was England. I loved England so damn much and being from there, he would tell me so much about it. I wanted to move there when I was older.

We didn't talk much during the day. I didn't see him much at school, he hung out with the other exchange students, and on weekends and outings, he'd ask me a few questions about Melbourne or the place we were but not much else. We just kept our friendship to ourselves and the night.

On his last night, we speak for 3 hours. We just got everything out there. He ranted about his ex girlfriend for a good hour and then I ranted about my slutty ex best friend for a good hour, then just absolute random shit for the other hour.

He was just about to stand, give me a hug and walk to back to bed, but he suddenly sank back in his chair. He opened his mouth to speak before shutting it again. I wondered what was going on.

"What's wrong Harry?"

He paused for a moment.

"When I leave, what's going to happen?"

He took a deep breath before continuing.

"Where do we stand?"

A/N

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