The Host Guy

37th Chapter

(A.N: So, I wanna tell you guys that I've been thinkin on deleting the story...Because I lost so many readers and almost no one comments their opinion about the chapters....I love you, and Im really happy that you're still keeping  with the story but why r people stop reading my story? It just makes me a little mad... Sorry...I love you guys and heres a new chapter...)

"Yeah." Hanna answered. I looked away from them and just closed my eyes, let's hope my parents believe this.

"How long have you guys been dating?" Dad asked, suspiciously.

"Three weeks?" Hanna guessed, crossing a smile on her face as she laughed nervously. Oh hell no, she's not a good actress, at least, not anymore.

I remember this one time she really fooled me, she made me believe she was leaving to another country. She even faked crying and gasping and all that stuff, yeah, and I totally believed her. She was a good actress back at the time when we use to wear Power Puff tee shirts. "...you guys make a really cute couple," my mom stated looking at them.

They were sitting next to each other on the floor. Hanna's hands above his tights and Harry's arm crossed around her waist. In that moment I just wanted to jump in that scenario and say: "hey, that's my roleplay, Han." But I couldn't  because well I just simply couldn't.

"So, let's go inside and leave these two lovers alone." Mom suggested with a wide smile etched right on her face. She was totally enjoying the idea of Harry getting a girlfriend.

"Let's go." Dad told mom, giving her a peck. I always loved their relationship, seriously, their story, the way they met and the way they still love each other after thirty years of being married is just inspiring.

"Em." Dad called me, cleaning his throat. Oh no, don't freaking think i'm going inside with you guys.

"What? Can't I stay here?"

"You don't wanna be a third wheel, or want you?" Dad asked me, raising a eyebrow.

Oh yeah, life if I am the third wheel in here. I'm so not going inside and leave these two together outside. C'mon he made this for me, and everything's so well done, so well decorated. Uh nah nah, I'm staying.

"Oh too bad, I think I wanna be the third wheel dad." I smiled at my dad, he said something about me not wanting to let them be together and then leaved with no more being said.

"Thank you so much, Han. You're my superwoman!"

"Oh, dear. I know, I'm everyone's superwoman, didn't you know that yet?" We all laughed at her sarcasm. Hanna is really lazy and when we need a favor, she only does it if it's really really important.

"Hey," She pretended being hurted by our laugh. "Oh, guys, don't forget about our plan to friday."

"Relax." Me and Harry daid at the same time. What a coincidence, ahah.

"We didn't forget, Han." I told her.

"Geez, now, you guys have a lot to explain." Hanna changed the subject while getting up from the floor. She headed to a little table that's in the middle of the garden and took a sit, in that moment I felt obligated to get up from the floor as well. So, that's what I did, and then Harry did the same, following me to the table and we both took a sit.

"What do you want to know, Hanna?"

"Everything." She commands with a hint of curiosity on her voice.

"Well, I don't think there's much to explain." I said trying to think of something else to say but failed. I don't really know what she wants me to explain, really.

If i like Harry a lot? A big fat yes to that question because I really do. If he likes me? I guess so? If he's with me and does this kind of surprises for me it's because he does. Right?

"When did this whole thing start?" She asked us looking at her own hands, not giving a single glare at us.

I was feeling bad for her. Does she still like him?

"My feelings for her or our relationship?" Harry replied to her question with another question. Mhm, interesting. When did his feelings for me bagan?

"Relationship." Hanna answered, finally looking up to us.

"The day after our dinner at Nandos, I think."

The day we went to Nandos was one day that I can't fully explain or describe in one single word. It was being a super good day until I discovered I had people chasing me because of Colton.

Wait, oh no. Shit.

What if there's people still chasing me, and cameras still looking at me!? He's out of the country, he probably know every step I make. Oh my god, why did I not think about it yet?

"Is everything alright, Em?" Harry whispered in my ear, making me shiver and break my train of thought.

"Yes, yes it is." I lied. It seems like my life is only about lying.

I should just tell him. Tell him what happened, what's been going on in my life. Tell him that Colton raped me, he abused me. Tell him that Colton's the one that has freaking people stalking me, and put cameras on my room. Tell him that I'm still in touch with crazy Colton.

But that's the thing, I can't. And why not? Because Colton is serious and when he promises something, he will do it, no matter how he does it, if it's for the bad or good way, he always gets what he wants. And if I tell Harry, he would just discover and he would make something really bad to Harry. Really really bad, and I don't want to think in anything he would do to hurt Harry.