I didn't expect to have fun with Harry, but here I am lying on the floor laughing.
"You better get up or else your dad will think we're performing exorcism."
"What is taking him so long."he pulled me up and I groaned while fixing my shirt.
"You know what'll make this fun?" He pulls my wrist.
"Give me a tour around this garage."
"Seriously" I gave him an annoyed look. The space is not that huge, all that's in the room is just a car, some wrench stuff and a cabinet.
"No I think you should go home." I pushed him out.
"You don't have to try." my strength was no use, his back tenses and he pushes me slowly.
Don't blame me for being girl!
Time to double the effort. I increase the force in both hands, by far he's the only nerd with these kind of muscles. "I'm enjoying this. What a workout!" he said, trying to imitate an American drama queen. And then suddenly my father appears.
"Dad!" my voice came out to be annoying. "-You're here." we both act normal again.
"Yes, yes I am. Pleasant afternoon son." God damn it why does he call him son. I don't know why but i-it just makes me blush a bit.
"Afternoon Mr. Callister. What do we have here?" I believe his curiosity meter is increasing by now.
"Just a few parts, I've been trying to improvise basic kitchen appliances." he replied.
I consider my father the best craftsmen, and yeah he's an inventor. I remember the times I would enter the garage with bread and a cup of coffee in my hands as he sketches his inventions. Dad's inventions are our source of money, we've experienced hard challenges financially. Money doesn't come around easily, especially when you depend on you're father's job, and in our situation it's complicated.
I snap back to their conversation.
"... and you just twist this part" dad instructs.
"Haz, I'm supposed to be the one helping him remember?" I shook my head "You should go home now, your parents are probably looking for you."
"Okay, okay." he grins "Mr. Callister, just remember if you need any help I'm just a few blocks away."
After a few polite words he finally left.
Harry's P.O.V.
"Harry Edward Styles, where have you been?" father sat in our living room.
"Your mother has been worried sick!" he stands up and my mother pretends to be sad in a dark corner. Okay stop with this drama.
"I just dropped by Alice's house, that's it." placing my bag at the nearest couch.
"How many times do I have to tell you not to go with those lunatics!" there he goes again.
"Look there's nothing wrong with her family!" I raised my voice.
"Oh, like the time they almost set their house on fire." He scoffed.
"-that's"
"And the time that insane girl drove her car recklessly she almost scratched our car." please that issue is just minor.
"Father, she has a name. Besides she's been my friend for years now."
"Harry all we're trying to say is, we are looking after your safety and hanging out with her doesn't allow us to give so much trust on you."
Enough. They don't get to choose who I'm supposed to hang out with. I'm 19 for fucks sake!
I rush upstairs to escape the situation. His shouts fade as I went to my room, I shut the door close and flopped in my bed.
(Hey guys it's been a long time! Sorry for being such a lazy ass and this is also because we have such a hectic schedule but now...
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