Sheltered≫ {h.s}

Chapter 4

Chapter four

Harry

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I wake up with the biggest headache ever and I can't help but regret getting drunk last night. I can't even remember where I got the alcohol.

I pushed the duvet off of me before putting my jeans and Rolling Stones t-shirt back on to go downstairs and eat, I need some fucking food to help with this hangover.

Halfway down the steps, I can already hear Maria's voice gossiping and I roll my eyes getting ready to be near her. She pretends to be my Mom and I hate it, she's no where near worthy to replace my Mom and I fucking hate that she think she is too.

"Good morning Harry, sleep well?" Carter's Mom asked me.

I simply nodded my head, and pushed past my Dad to get a plate of food. When I turned back around I saw Carter coming out of her room with a plain white t shirt and pajama shorts on. Damn. I guess I was still staring at her because her Dad suddenly cleared his throat while looking at me.

"Hi." Carter said, giving her Dad a hug. I almost throw up in my mouth a little at the father daughter affection.

Memories of kissing Carter and getting mad at her for snooping in my Mom's journal pass through my head as I continue to look at her. She finally looks at me and rolls her eyes and I feel bad for how harsh I was on her last night, she was just trying to ask me a question.

I chuckled at her while she rolls her eyes because she does that way too often. Somehow I already know that today will be awkward between us and that bothers me more than her being a bitch. It's fun to mess with her to get her mad because it's pretty hot but I know that It won't happen today.

"Good morning babe." I whispered into Carter's ear.

She pretended like she didn't hear me and took a seat at the dining table.

We were now the only ones in the kitchen, seeming as everyone else already got their breakfast.

"Just going to ignore me all day or?" I added.

She looked up at me with a blank expression and said, "You are mad at me, why are we talking?"

I laughed at how cute she is while she waited for an answer.

"I'm not mad at you."

Her eyes lit up, before she spoke again.

"Really? Well you kinda were last night, I'm not sure if you remember that or not because I could practically taste the alcohol coming off of you." She stated.

"Oh I remember. I also remember you moaning last night, if that's what you want to ask Carter Lane." I smirked.

She blushed before getting up from the table and putting her dirty dishes in the sink. I rose up right after her and pinned her back to the kitchen counter. Again.

She was surprised by my actions, and it was obvious when her eyes widened and she groaned in pain for her back hitting the counter.

"What are you doing Harry get off of me!" She pushed her hands against my chest in an attempt to get my chest off of hers but she was getting no where.

"Do you want to do something today? Like away from them?" I asked her.

"What? We are here with our parents Harry, if someone comes in we will be screwed." she whispered loudly out of frustration.

"You didn't answer my question babe."

She rolled her eyes and shoved me again, only to get nothing.