quarantined // H.S. FANFIC

Five

As fun as it was flaunting around my house for a few days in some somewhat scandalous pieces of clothing, Harry has not been too bothered by it. I caught him looking at my ass a few times when I was working out, but besides that, he has been busy doing other things. School, hanging with my brother, on the Xbox, even playing with my little brothers, which was one of the activities he decided to take up today. He was watching Dylan and Cole in the pool tossing around a basketball in the shallow end.

I took this time to my advantage and slipping on one of my favorite bikinis. A dark green strapless bikini that appeared to be 2 sizes too small and a pair of matching cheeky bottoms. I grabbed a towel and headed down stairs to fix myself a drink. After, I headed outside and layer down on a chair to tan.

While bathing in the sun, i put some thought into this whole situation of me trying to get harry's attention and i'm honestly sick of it. I realize i'm a young, confident, and way too good for any boys attention, so i'm done. Everything i do from now on is for me and me only. That being said, i spring up from my lounge chair and head back inside. it was getting hot anyway.

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a few hours later...

The sun is slowly going down while i finish my last assignment for the weekend. I decided to knock them out early so i could enjoy my Sunday tomorrow. I notice my stomach start to rumble, so i head downstairs to fix myself a snack. My mom is at the table, typing away on her computer while the boys are outside and my sister is out of sight.

I cut up some fresh fruit and grab some popcorn to go with it than take a seat on a bar stool. As i munch on my snack, mom tells me we are having dinner in a few hours, so I shouldn't fill myself up. I just nod back to her, deciding I want to finish my snack in my bedroom. I turned on a favorite movie of mine called Big Time Adolescence and munched away. 

Halfway through the movie, I was starting to find the urge to smoke after watching the scene where Zeke and Monroe hot box Zeke's car with some random dude. I got out of bed and skipped over to my closet, giddy to hit my pen that I have been neglecting for the past few weeks. I take 4 long hits without even thinking about dinner later, but I can't even think about it because it will stress me out. I like to go with the flow. 

4 hits later, I'm completely stoned, listening to a new song by Doja Cat that I heard on tik tok, when I get a text in the family group chat (plus Harry) from my mom about dinner being ready. I hop out of bed and throw on a random hoodie from my closet floor, then head to my bathroom digging out my eye drops. I take my contacts out, use the eye drops, then put my glasses on. My eyes were too dry. I chugged the rest of my water before carefully walking out of my room and down stairs. 

Liam, Harry, and Sarah are all around the island in the kitchen filling their plates while the younger boys, Mom, and Dad are already outside eating. I grabe a plate and start loading it up with pasta and meatballs, and some veggies on the side. I fill my now empty water bottle with lemonade from the fridge, then realize everyone is already outside. I tend to take things extra slow when I'm high, but I'll just cover it up with me being extra tired if anyone asks. 

By the time I'm sat down at the table, everyone is already done eating besides Harry, Liam, and Sarah. I start eating, until and overwhelming thirst hits, so I chug my lemonade a little too fast. 

"Jesus, Elena," Liam exclaimed, "no ones gonna take ur lemonade from you. No need to chug it."

I roll my eyes, setting my cup down and finishing my plate, while the boys and Sarah continue a conversation I wasn't paying attention to. 

"So what do you think, Elena?" Sarah asks, grabbing my attention immediately.

"Um, what are we talking about again?" I question, my voicing coming out hoarse. 

"We are talking about if we think summer is gonna be cancelled or not," Sarah replies.

I stare at her, trying to piece together what she was saying, but all I could think about was how fast my chest was beating, and the pair of bright green eyes staring so deep into my soul, I could practically feel my body twitching. 

"Okay, are you good Elena?" Liam asks, concerned.

"Dude, she is fucking stoned. Are you stupid?" Harry says, laughing.

I immediately deny it, getting up to leave before this conversation continues. 

"Hey!" Harry yells, "Wait up!"

Harry jumps up from his seat following behind me into the kitchen. As I'm cleaning my dish off in the sink, he comes up next to me.

"Can I please have whatever your high on right now?" he begs, "I'm dying here."

"Dying?" I question, "You have seemed MORE than content the past few weeks.''

"I'm dying knowing you have some sort kind drugs stashed away in your room, that I could have."

Liam and Sarah walk in as Harry finished his sentence.

"Lena, I'm telling Mom and Dad about your recreational drug use if you don't give me some," Sarah states.

"Uh, since when do you smoke?" I sass with a hushed voice. 

"Since never, but I want to try it and you have it. I never knew you were the druggy type sis."

"I am not the druggy type," I say with air quotes.

"Count me in on that," Liam says.

"Okay, now you can't leave me out either," Harry complains.

I just ignore them, heading up to my room, but I hear the three of them whispering, following shortly behind. I enter my room, leaving the door open knowing they were following behind. I go into my closet and grab down a shoe box from the top of my closet, opening it to see what I've got. 

All of a sudden, a whiff of cologne hits my nostrils and Harry is towering over me from behind to get a peak at my stash. My body got jittery and my stomach did summer salts at our close proximity, my mind immediately remembering flashes of the last time Harry was in my room...