“Wait what?” Harry asked sounding confused.
“I said. . . Louis, Zayn, Liam, and Niall.” I finished with a deep breath.
“Did one of them have an Irish accent?” Harry said once again asking me another question.
“Yeah, how did you know?” I said asking with hopeful yet anxious eyes.
“And did one of them have a higher pitched voice?” Harry asked not even bothering to answer my question.
As I answered his question I gave him a strange look “Yes Harry now how did you know!?” I screamed.
“Zayn, Niall, Liam, and Louis are my bestfriends.” Harry said whilst staring at the ground in shame.
“Oh my gosh Harry. I’m so sorry you had to find out about this.” I said while looking down at my hands.
After a few moments of complete silenece, Harry spoke up. “Hey,” he started while using his index finger to lift my head and make my eyes meet his “you shouldn’t be the one to say sorry. They raped you Winter, and that is not ok. That is wrong on so many levels. I’m sorry they did that to you Winter. You did not at all deserve it. In fact nobody deserves it.” Harry looked like he was about to cry. I don’t know what came over me but, I leaned my head down and kissed Harry. Our lips moving in sync it was a soft slow kiss.
“Thank you.” I said and felt a tear roll down my cheek.
“A beautiful girl like you shouldn’t be crying.” Harry said while smiling at me. I giggled in response to his comment. “Now lets go enjoy that dinner I bought from the sto- I mean the dinner I made at my house.” Harry said while laughing and face palming. “I can’t fix that mess up can I?” Harry laughed.
“Nope.” I said popping the p and laughing my self. I grabbed Harry’s hand and intertwined our fingers. I know I just met him, yet I felt so close to him. Once we made it back to our picnic, well used to be picnic, I heard Harry gasp. I started laughing so hard.
“Want to just go back to my house?” Harry said while laughing at the flock of birds eating our once delicious looking picnic.
“Yeah sure.” I said holding my stomach laughing. The rest of the ride was filled with talking and laughing. Harry told me the place he took me was where he used to come all the time, and also where he took the girls he really liked. He’d only taken one other girl there, but she passed away. I could sense he didn’t want to talk about it anymore. Luckily we were already pulling up into his driveway.
“Here we are.” Harry said while opening my car door and helping me out. I was so confused this wasn’t his house.
“This isn’t your house.” I said with confusion.
“Yeah it is, well kind of. It’s my parent house.” Harry stated.
“Wait you don’t live with your parents?” I asked.
“Nope. After my mom died, and my sister Gemma went off to college, my dad kicked me out. He’s on a business trip right now.” Harry said with a sad voice.
“So the house next to mine, is yours?” I asked again with confusion, and this time a little bit of surprise.
“Well, not exactly. I have 3 roommates. Liam, Louis, and Niall. They aren’t ever there but they help me pay the bills. They’re always hooking up with random girls, going to parties, getting high, and going to bars to get drunk.” Harry said looking up at the sky.
“Oh.” Was all I said. The sky looked really dark. Shit. I’m supposed to be home by 9:00 p.m. for when my little sister gets back from her sleepover party. “Harry I’m really sorry but I have to be getting home around now. I have to watch my little sister Georgia since my parents will be out of town for a week. They left the night of the party after I pissed them off. You can stay if you’d like though.” I offered. I really wanted Harry to stay.
“Yes I would love to thank you.” Harry said with a smile. During the car ride me and Harry talked about my family. I told him of how I pissed them off by wearing that to the party and going to the party. They are only in town one week of the month and that week was over. So now I had to go a whole month without them there. They paid for food, and all the expenses including my soccer and Georgia’s soft ball. The only thing I didn’t tell him was about how my parents were abusive. Emotionally and on the occasion physically. Lately I’ve been fighting back. They day my parents left, the day of the party, my mom slapped me. I slapped her back.
I remember my dad yelling “Winter you’re throwing your future away!”
I responded with “You and mom have already done it for me.” Five minutes later I left for the party.
“Winter.” Harry said getting my attention.
“Yeah?” I said still a little lost in my thoughts.
“We’re at your house.” Harry said taking a short intake of breath. “And so are your parents.” My eyes went wide and my face went pale.
“Harry I need you to stay in the car and keep it running. I’ll be back.” I could hear Harry call me but I ignored him and again told him to stay in the car. I could hear Georgia crying.
“Where the fuck is your sister Georgia!?” I could hear my dad scream and my mom slap her. They had her sitting in a chair.
“Mom I told you I don’t know!” Georgia said sobbing.
“Do you want me to get my dental tools?” my dad asked. I don’t know how I could even call him dad. He would torture me and Georgia with his tools some times.
“Daddy no please!” Georgia screamed with agony.
“Dad, Mom, I’m here. I said with confidence.
“Now listen here you litte slu-“ my mom started.
“No, you’re the slut mom. You’ve been cheating on dad for months.” I said slowly. That when all hell broke loose. My dad started screaming at my mom. He never hit her, ever. I took this chance to tell Georgia to run out to the car with the curly haired teenager in it. She ran. Faster than I’ve ever seen her run. I saw Harry tell Harry tell her to get into the front. He comforted her. I ran upstairs and got my pack, and also Georgia’s. It had clothes and other things in it. I got our back packs and also our sports back. I dropped them out my window and Harry got out of the car along with Georgia to get them. She probably told him the plan. My mom and dad now were coming up the stairs. I didn’t know what to do. I screamed for help and Harry told me to climb out my window. I was scared but I would rather go out a window than face my fucked up parents. I slid down the tiny roof under my window and the fell the rest of the way. Harry caught a little bit of my but my feet hit the ground hard. I cried out in pain as Harry carried me to the car. As Georgia helped me in, Harry started the car.
“Winter what just happened?” Harry asked with concern.
