CHAPTER 6
I followed behind him, during our way to his house we were quite, maybe we were exhausted, after minutes has passed we finally arrived at his white front door, I went inside his house, the house was as big as my house, except there is a lot of paintings on the walls, they were beautiful, but everything was black and white, "We're here," he said pulling me out of my thoughts,
"You do all this?" I asked referring to the paintings, "Yeah," he answered in a small voice.
"Where's the dog" I asked him the corner of my mouth turned into a small smile, "How do you know about my dog?" He asked,
"The other day I saw a kid playing with a dog in your yard so," I answered quickly, "I thought you were creeping on me," he said, "but yes I do have a dog." He continued,
"That's nice, who's the little kid? Your son?" I smiled a little, "Who?" He narrowed his eyes, "The blonde kid I saw the other day," I answered, "Oh, he's my nephew, he left last night."
"I see, I thought he was your son" I said honestly, "No, he wasn't" he denied.
Barking sounds came from the other side of the room, our heads turned to the direction, "I'm going to change," he told me, I nodded and he disappeared upstairs, barking sounds kept coming from the other side of the room, I followed the sound and it led me to a plain white room, except the wooden floor, it was a quite big room, painting tools everywhere, canvases, paint brushes, paints, shattered all around the floor, there I found the golden retriever dog laying on its back sticking it tongue out, it's body were dirty stained from the paints,
"Hey buddy," I friendly said in a playful tone lowering my body, the dog barked responding to me, at first i pet the head, my hand reached the purple necklace wrapped around its neck, Thor was written on it, I smiled, "Hey Thor, hey little buddy" I tickled his body, Thor closed his eyes enjoying the little treat, my smile became wide, dog is the best.
"What the hell?" A husky voice came from my back, I jolted up to face it, Thor continued to bark, my eyes met Harry's, he wore a black sweatshirt and black shorts, he scanned around the room in horror making me to the same, I didn't realize this place was a mess until now, I looked back at him gulping down,
"I didn't do it," I said appealing, he looked back at me in a angry way, "Harry, I-" I tried to defend myself,
He scanned my hands, "Get out." He commanded, I looked down at both of my palms, they were stained from white paints, shit, I must have got it from that dog.
"I did not do it!" I defended, he closed his eyes, his nostrils flared, "Get, out." He said clearly, I looked at him in disbelief, Thor barked, I spun around, then looked back at Harry, he was looking straight through me in anger, I narrowed my eyes, bumped his shoulder and walked out of the house, I slammed the door and stopped to breathe for a while, my hand ran through my hair,
What the fuck was that? I closed my eyes and let out a sigh, I made my way back to my house, when I entered the house, my mother approached me,
"Where were you?" My mother asked me, concern was clear on her face, "I went for a run," I answered half true, "I was looking for you all over the house," my mother raised her voice. "I'm here now, no need to worry." I said in a neutral voice, "I was about to call the cops don't you know that?" My mother said softly,
I pulled my mother into a hug, "Thank god I didn't, if I did you could go back to the hospital," my mother voice cracked at the end, I pulled away, "Don't." I said to her tightly, my mother frowned.
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I sat on the living room lazily flipping through channels, I rub my face in boredom, all I see about television shows these days were a bunch of girls with crappy acting fighting over man, or a bunch of some kind of werewolves gay sex. I don't know.
I turned the television off and went to my room, it's only 2.p.m and I still couldn't get my mind off what just happened just hours ago, I felt angry and offended, I just stepped in on his house and minutes later he kicked me out, I grabbed my pencil and a blank paper, I sat down on my chair, and decided to draw.
I let my anger floods through me, but they ended up just to be a random lines, I scrunched the paper and throw it away,
This is fucking boring, I lean my head on my left hand, tapping the pencil to the desk like a high school teenage girl waiting for the time to end so she could go back home,
Speaking of school, My mind suddenly think of Zayn, I should apologize to him for leaving the party that way, I felt terrible just to think about it, I haven't even got the chance to congratulate him,
I pulled out a white T-shirt out of my closet and walked straight to Zayn's house, I knocked on his door, seconds later the door was opened, revealing a blonde head.
I was expecting Zayn but it's fine too, I forced a little smile, "Hey, is Zayn here?" I asked,
Her expression changed, from neutral to annoyed, I must have sound like what she thinks about me.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean- Congratulations by the way for last night" I awkwardly said I feel like I would be pleased if I received a slap on the cheek,
"Zayn isn't here, he's working, it's weekdays." She said sounding like a robot,
I look down but still managed to force a smile, "I know,"
What?
She cringed, like she knew how stupid I sounded.
I swung my hands around trying to figure out what to do next, "Congratulation, again, I'm very happy for you" I said muttered,
"Yeah.. Thanks"' she squinted her eyes and scratch her neck, "Yea." I said in a whisper, I doubt she can hear me, I wanted to say something else but instead a uncomfortable cough came out from my mouth, it wasn't like a cough it was more like clearing my throat,
"Yeah, I guess I better go" I said to her, she smiled, "Oh, okay."
I walked away from the house tucking my hair behind my ear, well I guess that went pretty well?
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