The Boy Next Door [On Hold]

Chapter 5

I wake up the next morning with the worst headache of my entire existence. I don't know where I am exactly until I remember the party. That's right. I went to a party with Sabrina and saw Harry..Harry. Just as the thought of Harry comes to mind, I hear him say something, but it was too low for me to understand. I turn my head to the left and see Harry sleeping right next to me. His arm is resting on my stomach and I am laying so close to him that we're touching. My clothes are on, so that must be a good sign. Harry is in his boxers, which I don't blame him, those tight black jeans don't look comfortable.

He really is beautiful. He looks so young when he is sleeping. I can't help but move a piece of hair out of his face and he starts to move. I stay really still so he won't wake up.

After a few minutes, I take Harry's arm and try to move it so I can get up, trying not to wake him. That backfired and he opens his eyes and sits up.

"Hey," I say as I get up and try to find my shoes.

"Hey," He says as he yawns and puts his black t-shirt on over his head.

"So..I had fun with you last night. It felt good to laugh," I say slightly blushing.

"Honestly, I had fun, too." He slightly smiles and then looks away.

When I look over, I see Sabrina still asleep in the other bed.

"She's out," Harry says as he gets up and puts his pants on.

"I know. Do you think I can have a ride home?" I ask suddenly feeling nervous.

"Sure. Do you want to get something to eat first?" He asks looking at me.

"Yeah, I'm starving."

"Me too, but what do we do with her?" He points to Sabrina.

"I'll figure something out," I say as we leave the room.

Once we get into the living room, I see Danny drinking a cup of coffee and talking to Ricky.

"Good morning, you two." He winks.

"Morning. Sabrina is still sleeping..Will she be in trouble for not being home or something?" I say ignoring his wink.

"Oh, no. Our parents know that she was sleeping over," He says as he pours another cup of coffee.

"Oh, okay. Well, I'm going to get a ride with Harry. Can you tell her that I will see her later and thanks for the fun last night?"

"Sure," He says as he smiles.

"Okay. Thank you. See you later." I wave.

When we get to Harry's car, I feel even worse than earlier. I climb in and put my head in my hands.

"You okay?" Harry asks looking over.

Why is he being so..nice? That is really unlike him.

"No. I don't feel good at all."

Harry reaches over into his glove box and pulls out a bottle of Ibuprofen. He takes four out of the bottle and puts two of them into his mouth and gives me two of them. He reaches in the back of his car and pulls out a water bottle and takes a sip then hands me the bottle and I follow.

"So, where to?" He asks as he starts his car and backs out of the driveway.

"Anywhere is fine," I tell him as I swallow some more water.

A few minutes later, we pull into that same familiar parking lot that we pulled into just a few short days ago. The donut shop.

"Why didn't you tell me that your mom owned this place?" I asked his as we step inside the nice, air conditioned shop.