summer boy || H.S

five

Summer

The morning had come sooner than expected, and I longed for sleep more than anything.

The events of last night were common. I get drunk, dance too provocatively, and Giovanni gets mad. The only problem was Harry.

Harry was now involved in my bullshit.

This annoyed me more than anything. Not because he cared, but because he doesn't need to worry about me. I'm completely capable of caring for myself.

My thoughts are interrupted by the loud ringing of a bell, signaling that breakfast was ready. I stand from me bed and throw on some pajama shorts and a large t-shirt.

I moved to the bathroom and knock before going into harry's room.

"Come in" he responds from the other side of the door as another ring sounds.

"That means breakfast is ready" I tell harry who is sitting up, reading in his bed with only his boxers on.

"Ok, how are you feeling" he ask standing to put some clothes on.

"I feel fine" he gives me a weird look as he pulls up his pants.

"Really, last night wasn't a rare occasion, haz, I'm used to it" I shrug not really fazed by it.

"Summer that's not ok" he looks at me in shock.

"How about we don't talk about it and go to breakfast instead, yeah" I say grabbing his arm and leading him out the door and down the stairs.

Immediately once we get downstairs I remember what was planned for today. My mother and father had planned a party down at our end of the river for family friends and my fathers colleagues.

Which meant Giovanni was more than likely gonna be there, and he was probably still mad at me.

Our fathers had met through work and they became fast friends. That's when Giovanni and I were introduced to each other. Immediately there was an attraction and we started to secretly see each other. If either of our family's found out it would greatly affect his father's business, and my father's reputation.

This made events like today hard on us. Being able to see each other, but not interact how we would like. Of course today would be different since he was most likely still mad at me.

"Summer" harry shakes my arm lightly.

"What" I turn to him.

"I just called your name like 5 times" he snickers.

"Sorry, I was just zoning"

"I could tell" he laughs at me. How is he always in a good mood?

"What is all this" He says referring to the set up for the party.

"There's a party here today down at the river" I say and we move to the kitchen.

"Oh nice" he smiles and we greet Gloria, our housekeeper/ my old nanny, and grab our plates of breakfast and take a seat.