Follow You h.s au

chapter fifty-nine

songs listened to while writing: Home- Edward Sharpe and The Magnetic Zeros, These Memories- Hollow Coves, Her Joy Is Complete- Sleeping at Last

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Graduation is in three days, on June 3rd.

And this May 31st happens to be one of the hottest days we've seen in May in awhile.

This also happens to be the day myself, Harry, Gem, Ben, and Anne are all packing and cleaning the Twist house. Gemma was getting all of her things packed up and put at Ben's family home in Jameson, so when they come back from their honeymoon they can move into their apartment out in Pittsburgh.

Anne because of this also was determined to have a yard sale soon, so that's where the cleaning aspect came in. 

Harry had also filmed and uploaded another YouTube video, this one just being a simple Facts About Me video. He told me that the video he's been keeping a surprise is finally almost ready for me to see, and I'm hoping it'll be today.

"Get that cute little a.ss movin'!" Gem shouts from behind me while we carried boxes out of the front door. I laugh and look over my shoulder at Gemma wiggling her eyebrows at me. "Seriously though," Gem says once we set down the boxes "those shorts make your bum look phenomenal."

"My hair's finally long enough to put in a tiny ponytail," I giggle while waving the little pony back and forth. I had worn flip-flops over, but at this point we had ditched the shoes and just were walking in and outside barefoot.

"Well hey there," I felt Harry flick my ponytail "is it hot in here or is it just you?"

"Definitely hot in here."

I give Harry a grin while grabbing a smaller box to carry outside. "Athena Mae!" he groans and I giggle "That's my name, don't wear it out!" I call while heading outside. "Tell dork boy in there I'm taking his car," Gem tells me while I handed her the box. 

Gemma gets into Harry's car and I went back inside where Harry met me at the doorway. "Gem just took your car to take stuff over to Jameson I think," I tell him and he groans again. "I was about to run out and get things for mum," he frowns. 

"Take the truck!" I hear Anne call from her bedroom and I look back over at Harry. "What truck?" I ask him and he walks over to the key rack. "Robin's old pickup truck," Harry starts "nobody has used it in a few years. It sits in the other side of the garage by his car." Harry grabs a set of keys from the far right end of the rack.

I slid on my flip flops and followed Harry out to the garage. "There she is," he pats the hood of the truck. "First vehicle those two owned together," Harry says "she's been with us since the beginning."