"I fucking said it! What did I say!? I said, 'He's going to leave.' Did she listen!? No!" I rant, pacing back and forth around the living room while Harry sits on the couch watching me.
"Mhm." He nods, mindlessly.
"Why aren't you yelling like me!?" I shout and his eyes widen.
"Emma, just calm down a bit." My mom walks in, setting down the tea she made for Harry and sitting down next to him.
"No! I will not calm down!" I shout and she gives me a look. "Ok, fine I'll calm down a little bit." I give in, sitting down on the couch.
"Thank you, now let's be nice. She's probably going through a ruff time right now." She says.
Suddenly Natalie walks in, completely dressed up with a big smile, looking like she just won the lottery.
Mhm. Ruff time.
"Natalie?" My mom says, surprised.
"I'm going out." She says and we all just stare at her with wide eyes.
"You do know your baby daddy just ditched you and your daughter right?" I ask her, assuming she hit her head and forgot.
"Yeah." She replies. "Jessie's watching Ellie. So, I'll see you later."
"You're not going anywhere. We're having dinner." My mom says and Natalie groans.
"I want to go out, mom." She whines.
"I don't care. I have some things to talk about." She says and Natalie huffs, sitting on the couch.
"I'm so confused." I say. "Why aren't you sobbing?"
"Why would I be sobbing?" Natalie asks, nonchalant like she didn't just call me an hour ago crying, causing me and Harry to have to drive all the way here to scold her.
And comfort her, I guess.
"Because- alright she had to hit her head, right?" I ask, turning over to Harry and my mom.
"Emma, I'm fine." She replies and I narrow my eyes at her.
"How?"
"Because, I knew he was leaving." She shrugs like it was obvious.
"Then- why- Oh my god, what is happening." I shake my head, rubbing my temples.
"I knew he was leaving, I just was using him for the little bit of money he contributed. He could never support me and Ellie for long and I know I'm more than capable enough to be a single mother." She replies simply and I just stare at her in shock.
"Then why did you call me sobbing?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows.
"Because I stubbed my toe. Hurt like a bitch."
"And why did you shut me out when I told you he was going to leave?"
"Because I needed to keep up the act. Plus, I thought you'd want me out of your hair so you can fuck Harry." She says making my eyes widen while Harry chokes on his tea.
"What?" I say. "We're not fucking."
Her and my mother both give me a 'really bitch' look.
"We're not." I reply, crossing my arms and slumping in my seat.
"Okay then, I'm going to start on dinner." My mom says, standing up and walking out of the room.
"Me and Harry are going to go to my room." I reply, giving Natalie a tight lipped smile before dragging Harry up the stairs and to my old bedroom.
We walk in and Harry looks around, smiling to himself.
"Still looks the same." He smiles, looking at the picture of 12 year old me and him next to my bedside table.
"Mhm, now enough with this sentimental shit. Let's dry hump each other." I say.
I jump on him and wrap my legs around his waist, taking him by surprise as he steps back and regains his balance.
"I'm not going to fuck you while your sister and mother are downstairs." He says, shaking his head and setting me back down.
"Why?" I whine, pouting.
"Because. Your sister and mother are downstairs." He says.
"A guy who's fucking me in my old bedroom says what." I mumble, quickly.
"What? Ah, damn it!"
"Aha! Got you!" I smile jumping back on him.
"No." He replies, setting me back down.
"Oh, come on. I know you want to." I smirk, placing my hand on his crotch and slowly rubbing him through his pants.
"Hey, Emma. Mom says dinner is ready-"
"Mhm. Nice dick, bro. Solid." I nod, patting his dick and turning over to Natalie. "Oh, Hey Nat!"
"Uh... I'm just going to leave and pretend I never saw this." She says before slowly backing away.
"Really?" Harry turns to me with an unamused expression.
"What? I think that was a great save." I smile in triumph.
"It wasn't." He deadpans.
"Oh well. Let's go have dinner." I say, patting his dick again before walking out.
"Could you stop patting my dick?" He says from behind me.
"No. It's called common courtesy." I reply.
"Does that me I can pat your ass?" He asks.
"I mean, I guess I wouldn't be opposed to- Ow! Dude, pat not pinch." I scold, slapping his hand away.
"Whoops." He smirks.
I narrow my eyes at him before turning back around and walking to the table and sitting down.
"What are we having?" I ask.
"Crab." My mom replies with a smile.
"Nice. So, who'd you kill?" I ask, my mom's eyes widening.
"What? I didn't kill anyone." She replies, furrowing her eyebrows.
"Well, you only cook crab when you're telling us bad news." I say.
"Not true." She says, setting down the plates in front of us.
"If you say so." I shrug, all of us starting to eat once she sets it down.
"Ok, so maybe there is news."
"I knew it!" I exclaim.
"But it's not necessarily bad." She replies.
"Well, what is it?" Natalie asks and my mom opens her mouth to answer, but the doorbell rings at the same time.
"Be right back." She mumbles, practically running away from the table.
We awkwardly sit in silence, waiting for my mom to come back and announce whatever news she is going to.
"So... can I feel Harry's dick?" Natalie asks.
Harry chokes on his drink, for the second time today while I try to cough out the piece of crab in my throat.
"What?" I snap my head towards her.
"What? I want to see how solid it is." She says, putting her hands up in surrender.
"No." I shake my head.
"Whatever. I know y'all are doing something." She says, narrowing her eyes and looking between us two.
"I am very uncomfortable right now." Harry says, his voice squeaky as he stands up. "Emma. Bathroom."
"Oh, you two are so fucking." Natalie smirks and I flip her off while following Harry to the bathroom.
We get in the bathroom and Harry sits on the toilet, staring at the wall blankly.
"I'm sorry for pulling you into all my family drama. I know you should be focusing on your album and if you want to leave, that's fine." I tell him and he looks at me with a confused face.
"What do you mean? I love your family, of course I'm going to stay." He says and I smile.
"Thank you." I say, sitting on his lap and staring at the wall with him.
"Plus, your family is very weird, like you. It makes everything interesting." He says.
"So you like it when my sister randomly asks to touch your dick?" I tease, glancing at him from over my shoulder.
"Not that part particularly." He says.
"Do you like my sister? Oh my god, are you going to leave me for my sister because she's younger and hotter." I gasp, standing up from his lap.
"No, I'm not going to leave you for your sister." He laughs. "Besides, you're the pretty sister."
"Aww, you earned yourself a bj for that one." I smile, patting his cheek while he gives me a cheesy smile.
"Ok, let's go before your sister actually thinks we're fucking in the bathroom." Harry says and I nod, following him out of the bathroom.
We sit back down and Natalie is looking at us with a smile, crossing her arms over her chest.
"2 minutes? Either you guys fuck fast or you just talked. I'm going with the first one." She says and I roll my eyes, going back to eating my food.
My mom suddenly comes in with a blonde man behind her. He has bright green eyes, like mine, and looks super familiar. I give her a confused glance.
"Who is this?" I ask.
"Um... I don't know how to start so I'm just going to say it.. He's um.."
"Mom.." I urge her
"He's your brother."
"My what?" I widen my eyes, looking at her like she just grew another head.
I know for a fact I've never had a brother in my life. It was me, Nat, and my mom. There was no brother.
"Your half brother." She repeats.
What. The. Fuck.
"What!?" Natalie shouts, standing up.
"Calm down, please." My mom says and I glance behind her to look at my so-called brother to see him awkwardly looking at the floor.
What is with all these secrets? I swear, every time we visit it's a new huge thing and I'm kind of exhausted.
"This is your half brother, Nick. You've never met because he was from a one night stand and lived with his dad. And you're going on a bonding road trip. Right now." She blurts, leading all of us away from the table and towards the door.
"Hold on, mom. What?" I say, confused.
"Just go bond with him and get out of the house. I scheduled a camping trip for you. Now leave because I have a date coming." She says, physically pushing all of us of the door.
"Mom you can't just-"
She slams the door in my face before I could even finish my sentence. I just stand there, staring at the door, not believing anything that just happened.
"So...camping trip?" Nick says.
-
We all sit in Harry's car. Nick and Natalie in the backseat and me and Harry in the front. Nobody has said a word, we've just been sat inside the car for a good 10 minutes.
"So, Nick? Where do you work?" Harry asks, breaking the silence.
"Um... I'm an accountant." He says, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck.
"He's a stripper."
"Emma!" Harry scolds, smacking my arm.
"Am I wrong?" I raise an eyebrow, glancing at nick.
"No, you're right." He nods, looking at the floor.
"See." I say, going back to staring straight in front of me. "Let's just go on this camping trip."
"Alright." Harry nods, starting the car.
Nobody has packed for a camping trip, but if we don't go my mom will probably hit me. Or worse, ban me from donuts. She's like a ninja, she could smell them from miles away.
Apparently the nearest camping site was hours away. We stopped by the store to get stuff for camping.
"Why don't we play a road trip game?" Harry offers, making me and Natalie groan. "What?"
"Harry, every time we went on a road trip as kids you would have a fit when you lost." Natalie says and I nod.
"That is not true." He says, shaking his head.
"Fine. What game do you want to play?"
"How about I spy?" He offers.
"Ok. I spy something yellow." I say.
"The sun?" He asks.
"No."
"Natalie's shirt?"
"No."
-
"That sunflower?"
"No."
"The... I don't know! You're cheating!" He shouts.
"Doesn't throw a fit, he says." I tease and he huffs.
"I quit. This game is dumb." He pouts, looking back at the road.
"Aww, is little baby upset he lost." I continue to tease and he glares at me.
"I'm not upset." He grits through his teeth.
"Just look back at the road before you crash." I reply.
"I'm not going to crash, I'm an amazing driver-"
"Harry! Squirrel!" Natalie yells and we all turn to see a squirrel in the middle of the road.
We all scream as Harry quickly tries to swerve and avoid hitting the squirrel, driving off the road.
"Harry! Get back on the road!" I yell, holding onto the car for dear life.
"I'm trying! That fucking squirrel messed this up!" He yells.
Yeah, blame the squirrel for everything.
"The tree!" Nick shouts and we look over to see a tree right in front of us.
"Harry, hit the break!" I yell.
"I'm trying!" He yells.
We hit the tree.
We all freeze, staring at the front of the car that's completely crushed and smoking.
"Is everyone okay?" I ask, quickly turning around to see if everyone's fine.
"Yeah." Harry nods and I smack him in the back of the head.
"I'm not talking about you, dumbass." I say as he winces and rubs the back of his head.
We all scramble out of the car, making sure we're alright and trying to see where we are.
"Great. We're lost in the woods." Natalie huffs.
"Now I know what Taylor's whole album was about." I say, narrowing my eyes at Harry.
I should write an album about how bad of a driver Harry is too. Maybe Taylor we'll see how much we have in common and fall in love with me.
Taylor, please. I still love you. I'm actually a good driver, I swear.
"I'm sorry." He says and I just roll my eyes, ignoring him. "We might be able to fix it?"
Suddenly the car catches on fire and explodes.
"Never mind." Harry mumbles as we all stare at the car that's blown to bits.
"Got anymore ideas, smart one?" I ask, turning to Harry.
"We could call someone?" He offers.
"Alright. Anyone have their phone?" I ask, turning to Nat and Nick.
They both just point to the car and I sigh, realizing all of our phones and belongings are currently burnt to a crisp.
"Great." I say sarcastically.
"We could ask someone for a ride?" Harry says.
"Nobody is going to stop on the side of the road for us." I reply, crossing my arms.
"Nobody's going to pull over for Harry styles?" Natalie says and I purse my lips in thought.
"You right." I shrug and we walk over to the side of the road.
We put out our thumbs like hitchhikers, waiting for a car to pull over to the side of the road.
After about 20 minutes a red suv pulls over with a middle aged dad in it and two teenagers in the backseat.
"Need a ride?" The guy asks and we nod.
"Oh my god, is that Harry Styles?" One of the girls ask.
"Yes, it is. And he'd love to sit next to you and take many pictures and videos to make up for crashing and exploding the car." I reply for him and his eyes widen.
He opens his mouth to say something, but I quickly open the door and shove him in the backseat, the two girls immediately clinging to his body.
Natalie and Nick climb in the very backseats and I sit in the passengers, watching the girls bombard Harry with questions.
That's what you get, bitch.
"You want to make a tiktok?" One of the girls ask.
"What is that?" He says, furrowing his eyebrows.
"Just watch what we do. It's called renegade." They say, setting up the phone and starting the video.
They start waving their hands in different gestures, Harry pathetically trying to copy them, looking like he just got working arms and doesn't know how to manage them.
"That was...good." The girl says, giving him a fake smile.
"Thank you, I'm a dancer." He replies with a nod and I have to hold back my laughter.
-
"Thank you so much for the ride." I tell the man as he drives away, all of us standing outside of the gas station.
I turn to Harry with a smile. His hair is a complete mess because the girls kept playing with it. He's got lipstick and eyeshadow on that's very messy because according to the girls, 'he kept moving.' His eyes are wide like he just came back from war and saw people get murdered before his eyes.
"So? Wasn't that fun?" I smirk, going on my tippy toes and throwing my arm over his shoulder.
Damn, I wish I wasn't short at times like these.
He just shakes his head furiously and I hold back my laugh at his disheveled state.
Nick and Natalie went inside to use the phone and call Harry's mom to pick us up since my mom would most definitely not.
I see something in the corner of my eye and look over to see a squirrel.
"Is that the same squirrel from the crash?" I ask Harry and he furrows his eyebrows turning to look at it.
"No... I don't think so." He replies, shaking his head.
The squirrel runs over, standing at our feet and starts playing with Harry's foot.
"Aww, look. He's thanking you for not running him over." I smile, looking down at the squirrel.
"Yeah? You're welcome, buddy." He says, bending down to pet him.
The squirrel suddenly bites his finger, making him yell and try to shake the squirrel off him, but his grip is tight.
"Help! Get him off! He won't let go!" He yells, trying to pull him off his finger.
"Sorry, that's your problem." I shrug with a smile, enjoying the show.
The squirrel jumps up on his arm, running up and jumps onto his face, digging his claws into his face and holding on for dear life.
"Get it off! Ow!" He yells, running around and flailing his arms around making me bursts out into laughter.
"What the hell?" Natalie says, her and Nick staring at Harry with wide eyes while he runs around the parking lot screaming.
"Just enjoy the show." I tell them and we stand there watching Harry make a fool of himself.
"Should we help?" Nick asks.
"In a little. I want to watch this for a little while longer." I tell him and he nods.
Finally, I sigh and walk over to Harry, easily pulling the squirrel off him. I hold the squirrel in my arms and he cuddles into me.
"Aww, he's so cute. Can we keep him?" I ask, looking up to Harry, his face red and scratched up as he looks at me with a 'what the fuck' look.
"No!" He shouts and I roll my eyes, looking down to see him asleep in my arms.
"I'm going to name him Carl." I smile and Harry chokes out a weird noise of shock.
Suddenly Anne pulls up and I sigh in relief, sitting down in the car, careful not to wake up Carl.
"Cute squirrel." Anne says.
"Thanks, his name is Carl." I reply.
"You are not keeping the bloody squirrel! It's evil!" Harry shouts.
"Yes I am." I reply.
"Mum!" He whines, turning to her for help.
"Shut up and get in the car before I ground you, Harold." She deadpans and he quickly climbs in the car, shutting up.
"Thank you, Anne." I smile.
"No problem." She leans into whisper, "You were always my favorite." She winks.
"I can hear you mum." Harry says.
"I know."