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Chapter Sixteen.
After grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl and explaining everything to Karmel, we hopped into Harry's car and hit the road. Even if it was only for a mere five minutes. Harry's posture moved from being totally relaxed and carefree, to uptight and tense as we parked the car outside my old house. Old house. Ha-ha.
'Are you okay Harry?' I asked after a silent ten minutes had passed, and we still hadn't moved from the car. I don't know why he's so scared, I mean, it's not like she can do anything to him...right? Actually, to come to think about it, she can't do anything to him or me. We're both still 17, therefore still classed as a child. She could get in some deep shit with the authorities if she did anything to physically hurt us. Why am I even thinking about this?
'Let's go.' Harry said, opening his door breezily and slamming it shut causing the whole car to shake. I followed him, jogging up the steps to the front door as my heart raced at what I was going to face in the next 10 minutes. 'Breathe, Jakey.' He said, stroking my arm trying to comfort me as I shook nervously waiting for the door to be answered.
'Why isn't she answering the door?' I asked, myself rather than Harry. She was taking her God damn time in there.
'Because neither you or I have knocked the door yet...' Harry stated amused. I bet the embarrassment was very clear on my face. Oh how attractive! Harry chuckled beside me, patting my back: obviously entertained by my lack of concentration and nervousness.
He reached out and tapped on the solid oak door 3 times. Tap, tap, tap. The door opened slowly, revealing the same man I saw my Mom leave with just days ago. He smiled politely and fully opened the door to let the both of us in.
'Your Mom will be down in a minute, she's just bringing down a few more boxes from her room. She insisted th..." http://wattpad.com/story/921338
