The school day had finally ended. I couldn't wait to get home and relax. To get my mind off of the whole Harry and family situation. My house is just around the block. It felt like it was miles away. Considering how slow I was walking with this stupid boot on. I would have already been halfway through the door if it weren't for this boot.
I have to admit that it feels kind of foreign to walk to and from school again. Since Harry has been here I'd usually catch a ride with him. Maybe I need to start walking again. It really stimulates the mind. I'm surrounded by all of this nature and fresh oxygen.
I don't even care if Harry doesn't give me a ride anymore. I don't think that I'll ride in his car ever again. I don't even think he'll drive in his car anytime soon, with the crash incident and all.
I guess I spoke too soon because soon I see Harry pulling up beside me in his signature black car giving off that sleek, mysterious vibe. I could tell that it was him. Just by the feeling of his presence that I get whenever he's around.
How did he get it fixed that fast?
He rolled down his way too dark, tinted, windows. He motioned for me to come. "Get in." He mumbled.
Why do I get the feeling of deja vu?
I didn't dare defy him though. I walked up to the car and got in, throwing my bag into the back seat. I smelt the all too familiar scent. Forest with a slight manly musk. Harry's scent.
"When did you get your car fixed?" I questioned while I shut the door and buckled my seat belt. "This morning." He mumbled. He pulled off going in a different direction than our house. I looked over at Harry questionably. "Where are we going?" I asked.
"Just shut that pretty little mouth of yours and relax." He demanded.
I rolled my eyes but did what he said anyway. I didn't want to start any confrontation with Harry. The last thing I wanted right now was to get into an argument with Harry.
Most of the car ride was silent. I started out of the window the whole time watching the trees and the buildings pass by. I could hear nothing but the sound of the air conditioner blowing out of the vents.
Silence. I noticed that Harry didn't really listen to music during car rides or talk that much either.
Did he like the silence? I wondered.
He finally spoke up, breaking the silence. "How was school?" He asked. I was surprised. Is he trying to engaging in small talk with me?
"It was long... Boring, The usual." I replied.
He nodded. "Did you see Louis today?" He asked. I shook my head no. His face remained blank as he focused on the road. I wondered what was going on through his head.
Why did he ask me about Louis?
Maybe he's just being his usual self.
The real question that was taking over my mind was is he okay now? Harry is acting strangely normal compared to how he was acting yesterday and the day before.
"I hope you're hungry." He said. I looked at him confused. "Huh?"
"I said I hope you're hungry because we're eating Chinese." I nodded my head. "Yeah umm, I guess I could eat," I said.
"Good because I really wasn't asking you so, if you weren't hungry you still didn't have a choice." He said.
I scoffed and looked out the window. "Hey, don't give me attitude. I'm still your older brother." He scolded
I turned around and looked at him wide-eyed. He started to laugh. I relaxed at this. I rolled my eyes and stuck my tongue out at him childishly. He laughed at my childish behavior.
The rest of the ride was peaceful. Harry did eventually turn on the radio. Adele's "hello" played softly in the background. I hummed the tune softly to myself as I looked out the window. I felt Harry's hand on my thigh. I looked up at him. He continued to drive looking at the road. I relaxed and continued to look out the window.
Are we finally back to normalcy?
Was Harry okay again?
Most importantly, was everything going to stay okay.
I think the exams have died down.........
Sorry, I'm late tho.
Plz, don't be mad plzzzzz.......
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