"I'll see you in english" Harry smiled as we parted ways. I headed to my locker before stumbling into another body; it was Sarah.
"Are you two dating? There has been talk about you two dating" she bursted out.
"What...no. We are just friends" I replied with a look of confusion plastered on my face.
"Oh I get it; friends with benefits"
"No, what the hell" I scoffed before pushing past her and went to my locker.
"Then what's this I hear, you've been spending some time together?" She questioned as I took my books out.
"Why do you care so much anyways? It's not like you've been around in the last couple of weeks" I slammed my locker shut as the bell rang, "I gotta go" I finished, leaving her behind at my locker with no further information.
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"Harry, stop by my house"
"Why?" He frowned peering over at me.
"Well, I can't exactly live in your boxers, oversized shirts and this dress for the whole week" I laughed as he caught on.
"Ok, let's go."I hopped out of the car and made my way to the front door, praying that my mom wouldn't be home.
i took the spare key from under the "welcome" matt and unlocked the door. The house was quiet but Harry still kept a hand on my back as if it would help in any sudden attack, although it did calm me down.
"Come on" I whispered still being cautious.
We tiptoed up the stairs, and sure enough there lay my mother in her room. Sprawled out with a bottle of liquor playing loose on her fingertips, fast asleep.
Harry saw what I was staring at and quietly dragged me to my room, shutting the door behind us.
"Quiet" I said sternly, as if I thought he planned on being the opposite of that. I immediately grabbed my suitcase and started throwing in clothes and any other essentials I would need as Harry kept his back to my bedroom door.
I zipped my suitcase up half way before there were footsteps heard from the hallway. Harry put his ear to the door, as I strained to listen from the other side of the room. The footsteps came dangerously close to my door before making their way into the bathroom; I sighed in relief.
"Come on" Harry whispered, picking up my suitcase and swiftly opened up my door; I followed close behind as we quickly walked down the stairs. The bathroom door opened as we slammed the front door and ran back to Harry's car. None of us spoke until we pulled out of the drive way.
"I was sure, she was gonna walk in"
"It wouldn't matter anyways, I was there and I wouldn't let her hurt you" Harry replied.
After a few moments I spoke up, "why are being this way?"
"Being what way?"
"Your so caring and gentle with me. You've allowed me to live with you and brought me into your life when we've barely known each other for a month" i replied. I could see that Harry was processing my explanation.
"Because I think you're interesting and fun to be around, and it's a bonus that your gorgeous. Plus I felt like I've known you way longer than a month" he chuckled but I still didn't understand.
"Harry, you don't get it. Im messed up, everyone at school thinks I'm a weirdo and dosen't talk to me; and I'm starting to realize why. All I do now a days is cry about my drunken mother, and having me in your life will just be a burden" I didn't realize that my tone in voice had changed until I spoke those last words."Brooke, what are you talking about? Your not messed up, you just need time to mend and don't you ever think you're a burden; I quite like having you around" he sweetly smiled at me as I brushed a way a tear sneaking out my eye, "and as for the people at school, they can all suck my di-"
"Okay, okay" I cut him off before he could finish his sentence hoping out of the car and head towards his front door.
"where should I put this?" I questioned holding up the suitcase.
"In my room, I'll just sleep in the guest room if you want" harry replied.
"Why? You don't have to sleep in the guest room, plus I would kinda feel safer if you were in the same room with me" I shyly smiled dropping my gaze to my shoes.
"That fine, I just thought you would rather me in a different room"
"It's okay, I trust you" I answered before he helped me take my suitcase upstairs.•••••••••••••••••••••
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Little Town. New boy.
Fiksi PenggemarWhen a new boy comes in town, Brooke finds herself being surrounded by him more then she bargained for. Can this boy change her outlook on her messed up life and help her find her meaning or will things only get worse?