Illusion - h.s.

Ten - Camping

"What was I ever afraid of, why did I worry?"

Lost In Yesterday - Tame Impala

I thought I was a little anxious then, but as I'm sitting here packing my overnight bag I could literally shit my pants. It's Friday morning, I had told my father about my plans for the weekend on Tuesday night. Since then Harry has not given me an ounce of information on what we'll be doing this weekend. Or where we're going for that matter. I'm left with just wondering what all is going to go down this weekend, and in my mind there are a thousand different scenarios. I'm still so nervous about my father somehow finding out. He's pretty skeptical about letting this happen in the first place. Overnight one night is already too much for him, but the whole weekend? I don't even know how I'm getting the opportunity. I'm surprised he hasn't locked me in my room by now.

From Harry: Are you ready for me my darling?

As soon as I read his name I feel any ounce of worry wash away. He's like an instant pick-me-up.

To Harry: I'm about ready. I should be on my way soon <3

From Harry: I'll be waiting.

"So you're really gonna do this?" Peter stands, leaning against my door frame with his arms crossed.

"If you mean go out and live my life, yes, I'm really gonna do that." I match his stance with crossed arms.

"I know you're not going with Sydney." He speaks lowly.

"So what. My whole life doesn't revolve around our work you know." I challenge. I don't know why I'm being this way towards him, I know he only wants what's best for me. He always has. But for some reason I've been feeling like testing the waters lately.

"Yeah well our work involves you being at risk no matter where you are. At least when you're with us we know you're safe." He takes a few short steps into my room.

"Well I don't need your supervision. I think I can look after myself just fine." I say and he gives me a look. There have been incidents that have happened in the past during jobs and even just at home. I know he's getting ready to list off every single situation I've been in where I haven't looked after myself in the best possible ways but I cut him off before he even gets the chance. "I'll call you if I need anything okay? I'll give you my location." My eyes lower, "Only you though, not anyone else. Not dad, not Anthony. Only you." I make myself clear.

"Okay. Fine." He gives a firm nod. I pull my phone out and he watches as I share my location with him.

"I'm telling you, you have nothing to worry about." I state and he doesn't respond. He only stares for a moment before sighing and giving a small nod. As he makes his way out of my room I continue shoving the last little bit of toiletries in my bag.

To Harry: You know, it would be easier to pack clothes if I knew where we were going.

From Harry: Wear whatever you want. You always look beautiful. Just hurry up, pickle.

To Harry: Omg okay, I'll be on my way shortly.

After getting a stern lecture from each of my brothers along with my father, I was finally free to leave. Peter had tried pretty hard in private to convince me not to go anywhere, or at least not to stay the full weekend. A part of me almost wants to stay longer just because they're telling me not to. The closer it got to time, the faster I could feel my heart beating.

As soon as I pulled into his drive I could already see him waiting on the steps. Beside him sat a black duffel bag. He noticed me right away, I watched him look up from his phone and give a small wave while I parked. He put his phone away into his back pocket but he stayed seated and waited for me. I grabbed my own bag from my backseat and tried to do a little swift shuffle from his drive to where we was seated. The sun shining down on us made him squint his eyes and smile at me. As I made my way up the steps he stands to greet me.