a great mess ✔️

TM chap.4

Only 10 readers on the last chapter, really guys?? Where are you, people? Gone bcs I don't update everyday now? Or what? But then I guess it's a good thing that I wanna end this one soon, yeah?

We failed, miserably.

A certain shape of the machine is somehow gone and now as long as that shape wasn't filled, this machine won't work which just means we're gonna be stuck here for longer than needed.

"What time is it?" Reece asked, groaning tiredly.

"It's 3.45 PM"

"Dammit, we have dinner in a few hours and we're all dirty and covered in ashes."

"Where are we gonna take a wash?"

"You'll probably hate this, but I think our only option is sneaking into that high school a few miles away."

"Fuck, that's trespassing! I don't want to go to jail at my past" I said, sitting up suddenly with wide eyes.

"We won't go to jail, okay!? I'll make sure of that. You trust me, don't you?" He put his hand on my shoulder, holding it gently.

"But, but..."

"Unless you wanna see our parents covered in dirt and this stuff, then that's up to you"

"Alright, fine! We'll shower there. But if I go to jail, I'll cut you with banana's cutter" He shuddered at my threat, but nodded his head nevertheless.

Long story short, thankfully no one was there to catch us so we're all fine and clean now. We went to Tesco first thing first, since our clothes are somewhat ruined and we don't have that much money, Tesco is the only answer.

It was around 6.40 when we're all done with our business, and it took about 15 minutes to walk to Reece's old house. We walked side by side, humming quietly to a random song. We didn't talk much since both of us want to savour childhood's area as long as we can and it was great. Everything is gonna be great if it was with Reece. I've never felt uncomfortable or awkward around him, that's what makes it great.

We arrived just on time at the Stylinson's resident and Reece insisted on knocking. His Pop opened the door, quickly engulfing us in his embrace. He guided us inside and it was quite hard to pretend we know nothing about this house when actually we knew every single corner of it.

I greeted my parents, awkwardly addressing them with 'Ashton' and 'Luke' instead of Dad and Papa. Reece wasn't much better (if not worse) he keeps laughing nervously with his eyes wandering everywhere.

"Come take a seat. Ash and I just finished cooking" Dad H said. We sat beside each other, being sandwiched in between our parents with the kids across from us. Curse the table for being a circle instead of a square.

"How old are you guys?" My papa asked.

"I'm 17, Ree's 18"

"Ohhh, still a highschooler, which high school you both go?" I instantly paled at my papa's question, squeezing Reece thigh subtly asking for help.

"We go to King David, we're here just visiting my uh... family" Not that bad, Reecey, not that bad.

"Oh, so you guys are a thing then?" Our face heated up at that question, looking at each other uncomfortably with a shy smile.

"Oh my, no. No, we're not. He's my best friend." Thank you, Reece.

"Pardon my husband, he got no filter sometimes" His pop apologised. Woah, this man usually is so sassy, what happens here?