No Control • hs

ten

I wipe a tear from my eye and run upstairs. This is the worst I've ever felt in this house, or any house for that matter. I throw my purse onto the bunk bed and cover my eyes with my palms. I just lay on my bed and think about Harry, the whole time, Harry.

I finally recollect myself before going downstairs. He kissed me while he was with another girl. I'm so stupid, he never even liked me.

"I'm so stupid." I whisper to myself.

"No you're not." Lacy says, emerging from her room.

"Why would you even think that?" Lacy gets a water out from the fridge.

"Harry."

"Styles? From next door?"

"Ya, he lives in the apartment across from mine, and...nevermind."

"Are you serious?"

"Why wouldn't I be?" I say cracking open a coke.

"So, why do you think you're stupid?"

"I thought he liked me."

"What? He didn't?"

"Apparently. If you kiss another girl while you're already with someone, the girl you kissed probably doesn't mean anything to you ... at all." My head drops and I wipe another tear from my face. "You know what, I think I'm-I'm just going to go to bed."

"Don't get yourself down about this, it's a new day tomorrow." As much as Lacy was trying to help me, it wasn't going to work. When I would go back to my normal day to day life, running into him would be inevitable.

     I walk upstairs to my room and change into my pajamas. My phone rings and it's a number that isn't in my contacts.

     "Hello?" I say, my voice raspy from my exhaustion.

     "Peyton?" It's Harry.

     "How did you get my number, and why are you calling me?"

     "We need to talk."

     "What's there to talk about? There's nothing to be said."

     "Yes there is."

     "I have to go, Harry, it's getting late."

     "No, please don't hang up." Harry's voice gets raspier, on the verge of crying. "Please." I hang up. I feel bad but I clicked end before I knew that I should've given him a chance.

     No, you don't need to give him a chance, he kissed you, while he was with someone.

     I shake my head from my thoughts and set my phone down on my side table. I go into my bathroom and remove my makeup, brush my teeth, and go back into my room.

***

     I put my breakfast plate in the sink and go find Lacy."Can I ride one of your jet skis?"

     "Yeah, sure! When do you need it?"

     "Whenever I get my swimsuit on."

     "Okay I'll go down there with you and help you get it ready."

     "Okay, thanks!" I say nodding. I put on a different swimsuit that blue with white lace details on it. I walk down to the dock and step into the boat, the leather seats burning from the sun. I strap on my life vest and climb onto the yellow jet ski, waiting for Lacy.

     Lacy finally comes down the large cement steps and gets into the boat, opening a compartment above one of the seats. It's a chord attached to a circular plastic thing with a yellow piece of tape around it.

     "This is the key." Lacy says handing it to me.
"Attach it to your life vest, then plug it in." I do what she instructed and Lacy helps be back out of the docking area.

     Before I know it, I'm zooming throughout the water, it feels really good, every once and a while, you get spritzed in the face with a bit of water, it's very refreshing. I do a couple rounds around the island and re-locate Lacy's house. I look around to find someone to help me dock the jet ski, but there's no one in sight.

     To the best of my ability, I try to pull it in but the waves take the jet ski closer to the dock and I reverse it, trying not to crash. I see Harry walk down the cement steps.

     "Pull into the dock, in between the two black boards." Harry says leaning against Lacy and Jim's boat. I do what he says and succeed at it. Without a word, I get off of the jet ski and Harry helps me onto the dock.

     "You're not going to thank me? You would've crashed the jet ski if I wouldn't have been here." Harry says.

     "Why should I thank you? Yeah sure, thanks for letting me make a fool out of myself for kissing someone that's taken." I say unbuckling my life vest.

     "I'm not taken, okay, that wasn't my girlfriend or my ex and I certainly didn't intend on her coming."

     "Okay, then who is she?"

     "For heavens sake Peyton, she's my sister!" I'm taken aback by his harsh tone. His emerald eyes roll in an annoyed manor. I try to open my mouth to speak but I get cut off by Harry.

     "Every time I've tried to explain, you don't let me."

    "I'm- I'm sorry." I whisper as if I were talking to myself.

     "Would you like to meet her." Harry says, his eyes forgiving.

     "What?" I say looking into his eyes.

     "Gemma, my sister, would you like to meet her?" I smile and nod as Harry walks me up the cement steps an we walk inside Liam's house and find Gemma sitting on a chair in the kitchen. Harry walked behind her.

"This is Gemma, my sister."

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~Cali