"Harry?" My mum's voice echoed through the hallway while I was enjoying my time in the bathroom. She always mad at me about how long I took a shower compared to an ordinary shower.
"Wait, mum! I was just shampooing my hair. You know how exotic my hair is so it must be treated pretty careful." I lied. I was singing under the shower with a shampoo bottle in my hand, pretending it was a microphone. Insane? Who cares, man.
"We have a lot of things to do. Get your ass off and meet me downstair!"
I rolled my eyes at her even though I knew she would not see me. If she saw me rolled my eyes at her, I could not stand with her speech.
"Don't roll your eyes on me, young man! I can feel your eyes burning my back!" I could not help but laugh at her statement.
"Five minutes, madam." I quickly rinsed my body and wrapped a towel around my torso.
Once I was fully dressed, I jogged down to meet my mum in the kitchen. She was busy with the frypan flipping some bacons and her left hand pouring orange juice in a glass. I placed myself next to her and grabbed an empty glass to fill it with water.
"Have you packed your stuffs? We'll be leaving around 2." My mum asked me once she plated her cooking on the table. I hummed as a respond to her question. I sat on one of the stools and started to enjoy my breakfast.
I have so many memories in this house. Well, memories means the bad and the good ones. I did not want to regret this moving because I was the one who asked to move at granny in the first place.
I put my empty plate aside and grabbed an apple. I was not a greedy guy by the way. I just love eating.
As I crunch my apple bite, my mum turned on the dishwasher.
"So.." I trailed a moment before finishing my eating. "Does granny still have the flower shop?" My mum nodded as a respond. I groaned in annoyance, knowing the fact that I hugely prayed my granny's flower shop is already off bussiness. Sounds evil, huh? But at least I am a good-looking evil. Ha.
"We've dealt with it, remember? You're the one who forced us to leave London because you wanted us to start a new life. And as the consequences, you have to help mum and granny in the flower shop."
"I thought you were joking," unconsciously, I huffed. And it made my mum giggled. I furrowed my brows at her. "What's so funny?"
She turned her body to face me, both of her arms crossed in front of her chest.
"You."
"Ha. You tell me." I held the urge not to roll my eyes in front of her because I respect her way too much.
"No, Harry. Seriously. After all of this upside-down circumtances, I thought I will lose my cheeky boy."
I stood up from my position and walked toward her. I planted a soft kiss on her right cheek and hugged her. I knew how hard her feelings right now. It was difficult to have her agreement of moving to her mother's place, because I found nothing worth to fight for. Not for him--my ex-dad. Is that even happened? Ex-dad? I have no idea.
"Why, tell me. How long this air journey is going to be?" I asked once I pulled of from this short-warm hug.
"I have no idea. It might take 10 or more hours trip. This is our first time flying, remember?"
"Huh. Thankyou for the explanation, madam. I remember it too well."
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"Is this journey going to be our last?" I asked my mum after I put my ass on the seat. I decided to get a seat near the window because I was curious about the view from hundred feets above the sea.
"What do you mean?" My mum kept flipping the channel on the tiny thing--or so I thought was a t.v. She murmured something I could not hear and chirped once she found out what was she wanted to watch, and turned her head to face me.
"Is this plane going to crash or something? Because that was what I watch in news. Plane crashed, or missing, or--"
She widened her eyes, "Gee, what happened into that little head of yours? Since when do you care about those news?"
"I was saying."
"Just shut those pretty mouth up and off to sleep."
"Aight, madam." I let out a chuckle and positioned myself into a curled up body and fit in to sleep.
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"What are you doing, Harreeehh??" She intentionally dragged out that word which she knew how I hate her calling me in that way. I did not know how I met her in the first place but I think we have been somewhat dating for as long as I can remember. Though, she has a perfect body and a gorgeous looks that able to make everyman in this world drooling by only seeing her in a glance. I almost love every single thing she did. The way her eyes squinted when she heard my awful jokes. The way her nose crinkled when I purposedly blow my nose. The way she pouted when I tried to kiss her. Anything. I could not even mention them all because it will take a full movie length only describing her features. Yet, I keep wondering what was my relation with this girl before we are in a romantic place, and what was this girl life before she is mine. I never clicked a point of the truth when my mind was travelling about it.
"Harry, hey, Harry!!"
"Yea?" I replied in a husky voice, as in I was just woke up from sleeping.
"Goodness, Harry!!!"
What happened? Why is it her voice become so distance????
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"HARRY FOR THE THOUSANDTH TIMES WAKE UP!!!"
I jolted up from my seat to found out my mum sceeaming at me. What?? My mum?? I was only dreaming, eh? But it felt just so real. Even the girl's face recorded and pictured perfectly in my mind.
"Gee, mum! Why are you yelling at me?" I hastily rubbed my ears when she gave me a wide-eyes expression. I looked around me, realizing that I was in a plane, only with my mum. Hold on a second..
"You were asking why??" She said, again, dramatically. "This is why, Harreeh. We are the only left in this plane. Are you following me out from here or you wait for that hideous man to drag you out? Which I happily let them to do that." She spoke in a matter-of-fact and also half whispering when she said 'hideous man'. I quickly followed her up and hopped out from the plane.
We moved our step entering the airport. I did not know where did my mum take me so I guess following her is my best option. As a bad habbit of mine, I plugged my earphone to my ears and scrolling my phone to set some songs to play, without paying attention to my surrounding. Even I knew this habbit often got me onto a stupid accident such as hit an electric pole while walking, bumped into some random guy whom has a bad day, or even an obnoxious girls whom like to over act anything. This time, one of those accidents got me for the unknown times. I bumped into a girl whom was with her boyfriend I guess. Let me tell you, I was going to apologize because of my lack of behaviour when she turned around to face me and gave me a death glare. With that, I froze in the spot. Not because of her death glare, but because of who is she. And I could tell that she had the same expression as mine when she looked up to check my face.
What a day to call in.
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Well sorry for this short chapter and also it takes ages to write it down. Blame the college life and its stuffs. I dont even know to whom I was talking. So let me pretending that this chapter will be seen and read by someone in this world. Anyone. Sounds so desperate, huh? -.-
Thankyou for those who are still willing to read this trash. I feel honored like really :'''3333
