American Heart

On the small dining room table, there was a photo album of me when I was little. On any other occation, I would have freaked out. But right now that was the least of my worries.

Dylan is here, and he looked rather guilty.

My mother seemed to pretend I wasn't here and continued her conversation gaining Harry's full attention.

"Now, as I was saying, Charlotte may be quite young and at first, I was actually against it," she laughed innocently, "But once I met Dylan I realized he was the right boy for Charlotte and-"

I dropped my tray since it was the only way I could get that women to shut up.

I mean seriously, telling him me and Dylan are getting married! First of all, ewww, just...eww. Second of all, this is getting ridiculous. I mean, I get how some people love money and all but this is just too far. What kind of mother does that?

Dylan quicky tried to cover up Mom's lye by lying himself, which, I may add, he is horrible at.

"Ahaha, Oh Ma, that's so funny. Saying me and Charlotte are getting married, we're siblings!!" He turned to Harry, " April Fools!!!!"

April Fools? You have got to be kidding me.

"But, it's August..." Harry stated confused.

And the rest was just a blurb. Ma realized she couldn't just say Dylan was lying because the only thing he was lying about it being April Fools. If she wanted to scare Harry off why couldn't she just have done something else?!Harry was still trying to make sense out of all this and all I could hear instead of their chatter was gibberish.

And suddenly it was all just too much.

It all crashed down on me like a ton of bricks.

Yes, my life isn't perfect.
Yes, my mother never liked me and prefers green paper over me.
Yes, I won't be able to ever feel loved by someone.
Yes, I'll be getting an arranged marriage.
Yes, my dad is dead.

My dad is dead.

Sure, I always knew that, but I never acknowledged it. I thought it would be easier if I just pretended he never died.

But I was wrong, as usual.



I ran out of the house and straight to the barn and threw myself on the hay. It was the only place that could keep me calm, and there I just started crying. Not even crying, just full on sobbing like a helpless baby.

Once I heard footstepps I instinctively stopped. Whoever it was, they don't need to see me like this.

They sat themselves down on the hay.

"Knock Knock,"

"Who's there?" I sniffed.

"April,"

"April who?"

"April Fools,"

I scoffed.

"That Dylan dude told me about how your mother is sick,"

I froze.

Dylan did what?

"Something about being delusional, mixing things, like months, and trying to feel better by making jokes and laughing and all..."

I slowly relaxed.

Not bad, Dylan, not bad.

Here I thought you suck at lying.


"I don't need your sympathy if that's why you're here," I told him.

"That's not why I'm here. Believe me, I know you don't need sympathy. I just needed to make sure you're ok,"

After a while I spoke up," Then you're an idiot ,"

"Prove it," he smirked.

"Why did the chicken cross the road?"

"Ok, tell me again how exactly this proves me being an idiot?"

"Just, answer the question,"

"Alright. I don't know. Why?"

"To get to the idiot. Now, Knock Knock,"

"Who's there?"

"The chicken."

He looked at me and kindly smiled," That still doesn't prove how I'm an idiot. "

"You came after me. Your'e definetly an idiot. and unless you want to be stupid too then I suggest you stay away and don't fall for me," I warned as I got up.

But obviously, no one ever listens to warnings.

Notes

Ok, so the cliffhanger on the orher chapterwasn't some sort of plot twister. However, it kinda just sets the scene for Harry to get to know more about Charlotte and the arranged marriage and stuff. Plus there was a bit of fluff at the end...

I was originally going to do Dylanas the typical overprotective brother but that just seemed to common so yeah....

What should their shipping name be?
Got any ideas?
Please comment what you think!!

Thank you!!!