Harper
After dinner, everyone was gathered around in the living room. I was talking to a few of Mason's friends but I couldn't concentrate.
Will was going to do something.
I could feel it in my bones.
"Harper?", Mason said snapping me back to reality.
"Yeah?",
"Are you alright? You look distracted", he enveloped my hand in his.
"I'm fine, just a bit tired", I lied.
Mason nodded and turned back to his friends.
I looked around the room, my eyes frantically searching for Will.
Speak of the Devil.
Will walked into the living room with a mischevious smirk on his face and malicious glint in his eyes as he sipped on some punch.
His eyes met mine and he gave me a playful wink.
I got up from my seat and walked over to him.
"You did something didn't you?", I questioned.
"Me?!", Will feigned a gasp, "How can I ever do something?",
"Drop the act, drama queen what did you do?",
Will just smirked at me.
That's when we heard it.
A scream echoed through the entire house as the chatter behind me seized.
My eyes snapped back to Will as he just gave an innocent puppy look.
I practically bolted up the stairs with a few other people as we stepped into the hallway to reveal Chelsea Abbot.
Covered. In. Red.
Chelsea stood in the hallway, her face contorted in disgust. Red slimy substance covered every inch of her and white feathers stuck to the sticky layer on her body.
Will stood there with a very amused expression on his face.
"Hey", Will said as everyone's attention turned to him, "Who had a pillow fight with bloody Mary here?"
Everyone guffawed at his comment and started taking pictures of Chelsea who stood there in horror.
"What is going on here-oh!", Mrs Hensley gasped at the sight of Chelsea's bloody chicken look.
"Miss Abbot please go and clean up, you reek like chemicals", Mrs Hensley said.
"Harper did this to me!" Chelsea screeched.
"That's not true Chels, you're overreacting, Harper was with me the entire time", Mason protested.
"You should know how to differentiate between friends and foes, Chels", Will smirked as I gave him a death glare.
*****
"I really do have baby fingers!", I protested.
"No you don't, you have beautiful fingers", Mason took my hand in his, kissing each finger in turn as my cheeks burst into flames.
"You're crazy", I rolled my eyes as I lay back down on his chest.
"I'm crazy about you", Mason kissed my temple.
"Don't you think you're being overly romantic today?", I teased, tapping his lips making them quirk up into a smile.
"I'm always romantic", he chuckled.
If I hadn't let Will suck on me like a goddamn lollipop and enjoyed it, my relationship with Mason would be perfect. Here we were, lying on the rooftop under the stars, my head on his chest and his arms wrapped around me, this could've been perfect.
"Mason, I wanted to ask you something", I said.
"Yeah babe?",
Babe. He calls me babe.
Harper........you dysfunctional example of the female species.
"I have this friend, who's dating this guy", I continued, "But she's started to have feelings for his best friend and she doesn't know what to tell her boyfriend",
"Do I know this friend?", Mason asked.
"Um no, she's like a cousin, lives in another state and all", I lied.
"Well she should come clean to her boyfriend, if love is one sided it'll always feel like a piece is missing in the relationship and that's not going to healthy for her or her boyfriend".
"I'll tell her that then", I smiled.
If only it was that easy.
"We should really go back to our rooms before curfew", Mason said, checking the time on his phone.
"Yeah, we should",
Mason put his arm around my shoulders and we went downstairs. Everyone was already in the rooms.
"I'll see you in the morning then", Mason pecked my lips as he turned to go back to the boy's room.
"Goodnight", I smiled.
"Sweet dreams babe", he gave me a playful wink before going inside.
*****
Three thousand four hundred and three sheep, three thousand four hundred and four sheep, three thousand four hundred and five sheep.
I face planted onto my pillow and groaned.
I just couldn't sleep.
I counted so many sheep that all I can see is sheep!
Ugh.
After all the sheep left my mind and it was clear enough to think, I decided a dip in the hot tub would probably help me calm my nerves.
I crept out of bed careful not to wake up anyone else. I put on one of the bikinis that Kenzie had packed for me.
Since I felt a bit bare in it, I rummaged through my bag for a coverup when I found a oversized grey tee. To be specific, the one Will gave me.
Why hadn't I returned this yet?
Damn Kenzie for packing this.
Since I couldn't find anything else, I slid the t-shirt on. I mean who would see it. It's 3 am, everyone is definitely asleep by now.
I quietly crept down the stairs and made sure no one was around before I took of the t-shirt and slid into the hot tub.
I immediately felt much better. My nerves soothed by the warm water against my skin.
I considered falling asleep there but then I realized mom and dad would freak if their almost adult child died in a hot tub.
Suddenly, I felt a hand cup over my mouth and grasp my wrist tightly.
I went into full panic.
The hand muffled all the cries of help I tried to let out.
Elijah's evil eyes were practically dripping with lust.
"Hello Harper", he whispered as he smirked at me.
I thrashed around in the water but he still wouldn't let go. His hand slid inside my bikini top and cupped my breast as I thrashed more furiously.
Tears burned my eyes as I tried to get him off me.
His hand then wrapped around my neck, making my breath hitch. I clawed at his hand but his grip tightened as his other hand found its way into my bikini bottom as my vision started to fade.
All of a sudden, I felt his weight lifted off me and a loud crash in the pool beside me.
"Harper!", a familiar voice exclaimed.
Strong arms wrapped around me and pulled me out of the hot tub as I coughed violently for air.
I opened my eyes and through my teary vision I saw worried blue eyes stare back into mine.
Will grabbed the grey t-shirt and slid it over me.
Elijah climbed out of the pool, and Will's eyes burned with anger.
"How the fuck could you even think about putting your hands on her?!", Will grabbed him by the shirt and before I knew it Will landed a blow, making Elijah drop unconscious on the ground.
I sat there watching. I didn't want to cry here, anyone could see me.
"Will please get me out of here", I begged.
Will quickly lifted me off the ground and carried me upstairs silently.
Opening the door to one of the empty rooms, he rested me down and locked it to make sure no one would come in.
"You need anything?", Will asked.
"Can you just hold me for a while?",
Will looked taken aback by the request but he abided.
He wrapped his warm arms around my damp body, pulling me into him with my head rested against his chest.
I felt his feverish breath against my hair and his heart beating loudly in his chest.
I looked up into his eyes, they were burning with anger, they looked almost black now, but also filled with worry.
He caught my gaze and brushed a piece of my hair behind my ear.
Will eyes looked into mine, occasionally flitting to my lips. He pulled me closer and pressed his lips to my forehead.
His kiss made my stomach erupt into butterflies and made fireworks explode in my mind. All it took was a kiss on the forehead and my mind nearly short circuited.
Why was Will making me feel like this? I like Mason. I've always liked Mason. Will was my arch nemesis since third grade.
Then what are these new feelings I'm getting for him? Why am I feeling this?
Then, the thought struck me like lightning.
I like Will.
I like like Will.
I have a crush on William Green.
Sup people?
How you doin?
Cuz I am SUPER DUPER HAPPPYYY!
I danced around the house singing Harper likes Will. I think I've lost it or something. My dad literally took my temperature😂
But Harper's got a wittle crush.
What do you think is going to happen now?😏😉
Till next time. Sayonara.