My Stepbrother *Larry Stylinson*

Chapter 5

I got up and ran to the shower before Harry did. I got in and quickly got cleaned up. Right when I turned the faucet off I heard the door open. I peeked my head out of the shower curtain and saw Harry. "I'm in here," I said. He looked over at me and nodded. "I just need to brush my teeth." He picked up a towel and threw it at me. "In the meantime dry yourself off." I dried myself off, but he still wasn't done. "Harry, you're taking forever." "Clean teeth takes time." I groaned and wrapped the towel around my waist. "Coming out." I opened the shower curtain and stepped out. When I stepped out I noticed Harry looking at me. "What's wrong?" I asked. He shook his head, washing off his toothbrush. I reached past him to grab my clothes to go change in our room. "I'm changing in the room, so unless you want to see things that most wouldn't. Don't come in." Harry shook his head and I took that to leave. 

I hurried and got dressed so I wasn't holding up Harry. There was a knock on the door. "I'm decent, come in." Harry walked in and sat at the desk. "I'm not going to school today." I picked up my shirt and put it on. "Why not?" He smiled "Because we're going to do something today." I laughed. "We? As in me and you?" He stood up and opened the door. "Yep, put on your shoes and let's go." I stood there for a minute wondering why he wants to skip with me. I shook the thought out of my head and slid on my shoes and hurried downstairs. 

"Where are we going?" I asked while in the car. "We're going to have fun. You need to loosen up. I can tell you've been stressed and shit." He pulled out a little baggy filled with marijuana. "No, I'm not doing that." "Dude, a little won't hurt." I shook my head. He drove out to this small park. "Come on follow me." We walked on a small path for about twenty minutes in silence. Just staring at the back of his head the whole time. I looked past him and saw a small cliff. "Wow." Harry turned around and laughed. "Not a lot of people come down here, and actually that surprises me." I stopped about a foot from the edge and Harry went all the way and sat at the edge, legs dangling. He patted the spot next to me. "Come sit." I shook my head. "No, do you want me to die?" Harry laughed and patted the spot again. "Fine." I slowly walked towards the edge and sat down. "Happy?" I asked. "Yes, now you ready?" He said pulling the baggy out. I shrugged my shoulders. He formed it into a blunt and pulled out a lighter, lighting it. The smell almost knocked me off the edge. "That smells horrid. How do you smoke that?" He shrugged and passed it to me. I hesitated, but took it anyway. I put it to my lips and pretended to take a hit. "You know I can tell you didn't do it right?" I rolled my eyes and actually did it this time. I started to cough. Harry wrapped his arm around me. "You good bro?" I nodded, heart beating faster than usual. Harry's arm lingered on my shoulder for a while before he noticed and quickly pulled away.