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Too Much

Chapter 17



"Hi, sorry I'm late." I quickly say when I get inside, expecting my parents to be mad at me.

"That's okay. I hope meatloaf is okay." My mom answers from the kitchen.

I apprehensively enter the kitchen when she doesn't scold me.

"What did you and Harry do?" She asks and puts together a plate for me.

"We just hung out at his grandma's cabin.. Nothing really." I shrug.

"Mom, where's dad?" I ask and sit down.

"I don't know, do you want water? Milk?"

"I'm good..." Why is she acting so weird? Shit, does she know that Harry slept over last night somehow and she's just waiting for my dad to come home to yell at me?

"So do you like Harry?"

Fuck. She knows.

"Yeah, he's a good friend." I can feel the heat stir in my cheeks as I play around with the meatloaf on my plate.

"That's good, you seem to be making some new friends." She says.

"Yeah, I guess it's not so bad here."

I'm waiting for the blow; but it never comes. Dinner proceeds with little conversation, my mom only talking about my school or my new friends.

"Thanks for dinner." I get up from the table and clear my plate.

I go straight up to my room before she can stop me, I don't want to risk being yelled at tonight. I don't understand why she was acting so weird, if she knew about Harry staying over then why wouldn't she just yell at me and get it over with?

I feel exhausted from not only my day with Harry, but the endless stream of thoughts running through my head. I obviously like Harry, I can't deny that, but I know he's bad for me. Yeah, he makes me feel good when it's just us, but that's not enough. He has to stay consistent with his feeling towards me, none of this mood swing crap.



I wake up and immediately feel the effects of a Sunday. I really don't want to go back to school tomorrow, this weekend has been one of the best since I moved here despite the rocky start on Friday. However, I'm looking forward to getting some homework and studying done today, and just relax.


"Hey dad, nice to actually see you today." I laugh when I come downstairs to see him sitting on the couch.

"Hey kiddo." He responds.

"Where were you yesterday?" I ask and sit on the chair across from him. I mean I'm sure he wasn't at the hardware store all day.

"Addie, we need to talk." He says and finally looks at me.

Oh great, here comes the blow. My mom probably told him and he's going to yell at me for letting Harry stay here...

"About what?" I ask slowly.

"Look, I know it's been hard for you to move somewhere new, and I really appreciate you not complaining and just going with it."

"Okay..."

"Addie, you're mom is moving out." He says.

"What? Why?" I breath, I definitely did not see this coming.

"I know it's difficult to understand, but with the stress of moving, your mom and I have been fighting a lot. We just think it's the best, so we're not affecting you."

"So you two are going to get a divorce just because you're a little stressed out? Is she going to move back home?" I snap.

"No, we have just decided to separate, and take it day bay day. And she already has an apartment by to the hospital, so she'll be close."

"I can't believe this." I shake my head and feel my eyes start to burn with the unshed tears.

I have no idea what to think, say or do... I did not see this coming, never in a million years. I mean sure, my mom can be a bit much, but I thought my dad could handle it!

"Addie, it's what's best for our family." My dad stands up and walks over to sit beside me. When he tries to rub my back for comfort, I shrug him off.

"Did you even try to to work it out?" I let the tears spill from my eyes.

I don't know why, but I feel full of frustration and sadness. It's a weird feeling, but I just don't understand what's happening, even though my dad just explained it to me.

"Of course, sweetie. It's for the best, your mom and I can get some space and you won't have to listen to us fighting."

"So where is she now?" I ask.

"She's at her apartment. She says she's sorry she didn't tell you, but she needed to leave."

"I just... I need to go." I say and get up before he can stop me.

I don't know where I'm going to go, but anywhere other than here will do. I was so blind sided by this, so I have no idea how to feel. It was completely unexpected to hear my dad tell me this. I feel like a ball of every single emotion. My frustration, confusion, sadness and anger mixes and causes me to break down in tears before I make it out of the house, but it also fuels me to run as far as I can. I guess I just need to get away.

I end up at Harry's doorstep, knocking on the door for minutes. It was like my mind was on autopilot walking here, because I never thought I'd end up here. I don't know why I thought I should come over.

When he doesn't answer, I end up sobbing more with the built up frustration and begin walking further down the street. I still have no idea where I am going, or where I want to go, but I need to get out of here. I'm surprised at my actions because I have never ran away, but some how it seems necessary. I have school tomorrow and an exam, but for the first time; I don't care.

"Addie?" I hear Harry's familiar voice call from behind me, but I suddenly don't want to talk to him anymore. Being alone is actually giving me some time to make sense of my life that is currently falling apart.

"Addie, what the hell are you doing?" He laughs and jogs up behind me.

"I'm just getting some exercise." I lie and continue to walk so he can't see my red eyes and tear stained cheeks.

"In jeans? Yeah right." He chuckles and catches up to me, finally getting a glimpse of me.

"Shit, Addie, what the hell happened?" His demeanor quickly changes to concern.

"It's nothing." I wipe my eyes.

I feel so bipolar today; one minute I'm at Harry's door desperate for his company, and the next I want nothing to do with him. I don't know what I want from this boy, and I'm confusing myself.

"Cut the shit," he demands, but his actions contradict his harsh words when he gently wipes the tear falling from my eye.

"Can you please just talk to me?" He begs, and I realize I can't avoid him. I mean, he is my friend after all right? I can talk to him.

"My mom moved out." I choke out and begin to cry again.

I see his face completely change into shock as I tell him, he probably didn't see that one coming... Neither did I.

"Addie." He whispers and pulls me closer to him, wrapping his long arms around my body tightly and rubs my back to comfort me. We're standing in the middle of the street, but I don't care.

"I need my mom, Harry." I sob into his shoulder.

"Come over, okay?" He says into my ear and then quickly wraps an arm around my waist to lead us back to his house.




"So they just told you?" Harry asks me as I continue to cry like a baby.

"Yeah... Well my dad did. She's already gone, Harry."

"Addie, I'm really sorry." He continues to hold me next to him.

"You don't need to apologize. I'm probably overreacting any way. I should go." I wipe my wet eyes with the sleeve of my sweatshirt and get up.

"No you're not. Trust me, I know how you feel." He says and rubs the back of his neck.

"What? Wait, you're dad..."

He finishes my sentence with a nod, and my heart breaks once again. I knew Harry's father had been absent, but I never thought far enough to think of why.

"I was seven.." Harry says, again surprising me with his softened expression.

"Harry, I'm sorry." I walk back over to him and sit down on the bed beside him.

"You don't need to apologize." He smiles, mocking my words from before. "Addie, I know it sucks, but you'll be okay, alright?"

"I know, it's just a shock, I don't know what I'm going to do.." I admit and rest my head on his shoulder.

I feel so much better just being here, his presence is calming me down.

"You'll get through it, babe." My heart flutters with his word choice.

"Harry! You didn't do the dishes?" I hear Anne call from downstairs and can't help but giggle.

"I guess my mum's home." He smiles and shakes his head with embarrassment. "Come here." He takes my hand and pulls me downstairs.

"Harry, I should probably go." I whisper.

"It's fine."

"Harry, I told you to tidy up before I got back! Oh, Addie, it's nice to see you!" Anne says frantically. "How are your parents?"

I give her a smile before Harry saves me from talking.

"Addie's parents are busy tonight, so she's gonna hang out here."

"Oh great, you are welcome to stay for dinner." She smiles and I discretely squeeze Harry's hand to thank him for covering for me. The last thing I want to do is explain my parents situation when I'm not even entirely sure what's going on.

"Thank you." I tell her and Harry pulls me back upstairs.

"It's okay if you don't want to stay, I just thought.."

"No, thank you." I smile and lean up to press a quick kiss to his cheek. "And thanks for trying... I mean you haven't been an ass all weekend." I laugh.

"I'm trying." He smiles.

"I know, so thank you." I surprise both of us by leaning up once again to give him another kiss, but this time on the lips.

"We should probably go downstairs for dinner..." I shyly pull back once I realize what I had just initiated.

Notes



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Comments

Love this Story. Have read it 3-4 times now and I still Love it. :)

sorry. sometimes i can replace these names with Tessa, Hardin, Landon, etc. I really liked your style but not too original.. x

Hi, can i use this story please. Its really good

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12/8/16

who the fuck is Blaire?

Amazing story.
read it all in 1 day, guess you could say l'm a little bit addicted.
can't help it, it was too good :)
xx

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8/16/16