I couldn't fall asleep. Even though I was tremendously tired I just couldn't close my eyes. I sat upright in bed with my back against the wall, my arms wrapped around my legs, and my chin resting on my knees.
I tossed a completed book on the floor with the rest and I stared at my bookshelves wanting to go and select another book to read for the hundredth time. Every time I couldn't fall asleep I would read. This use to happen a lot when I was was younger. I would stay a awake at night, and sleep during the day my dad would often make a joke saying I was part vampire. And back then as a little kid I would believe him.

I clumsily got out of bed and stumbled over to one of my many bookcases. It was pitch black in my room and the only source of light came from outside my window. I walked over to the window to open it wider and before I could turn around I heard my name being called. I stuck my head out of the window and searched for someone. I looked around one last time and saw him standing by a tree in my backyard. I closed the window, quietly ran downstairs and into my back yard. When I got closer to him he was soaking wet and staring up at the sky.

"Why are you following me?" I asked quietly. He didn't say anything at first until he looked at me.

"I have been trying to get your attention all night." He said sounding a bit agitated.

"I just now heard you and what are you doing here anyway?" I asked. I was definitely having mixed feelings about this, because I was actually kind of glad to see him again.

"After you left your grandmother's house I started walking and I ended up here." He replied. "That explains why your drenching in water, but how are you even wet when your a gho-" I said stopping at the word ghost considering the look he gave me towards that word.

"That's not the only thing look." He said reaching for my hand. I pulled it back quickly not knowing how else to react. "A touch from my hand is not going to kill you." Harry said reaching for my hand once more.

I was expecting electric shock, or his hand to slip through mine. Instead I felt his hand underneath mine. "That's not even all of it." He guided me to the window on my mom's car. Since it was made of glass we could see our reflections.

"How is this even happening?" I asked looking at him. He just shrugged his shoulders. I let his hand go and walked towards my back door. I looked back to see he was still looking at his reflection.
"Are you coming? You look like you could use some drying off." I said. Once we got inside my house. I was really careful in making sure that we didn't make a sound.

"Where are we going?"Harry asked. "Up to my room." I whispered. I looked back when he didn't say anything. He had giant smirk on his face.

"First day of officially meeting and I'm already going to your bedroom. Cheeky girl I must say." He laughed.

"Shut up." I replied closing the door behind me. Before I could tell him where everything was he already had pulled off his shirt and began drying off his hair. The door flew open and standing in the center was my ten year old sister Chloe. She was standing in the middle of my door with her mouth gaped open. I pulled her in before she could wake my parents.

"Who was that boy." Chloe said trying to look over my shoulders.

"What?! There's no boy in here." I laughed nervously.

"Yeah there is." She said pointing at something behind me. I turned around and it was Harry walking around in a circle drying his hair off with a towel. "I'm telling mom and dad." She said proudly with her arms crossed.

"Hi there." Harry said to my little sister. She moved passed me and walked over to him.

"I'm Chloe and your cute. How could you possible know Victoria ?" She asked plopping down on my bed.

"Isn't it way past your bedtime?" I asked grabbing her by the shoulders and leading her out the door.

"It's going to cost you if you want me to keep quiet." Chloe said before completely leaving my room. "What?" I huffed. She looked over at Harry then back at me "You'll find out." Chloe said before skipping off to her room.

I closed my door again and saw Harry laying on my bed. "No you can't stay here." I told him. "Let me guess your not sleeping again." He said pointing to the books stacked next to my bed.

"How would you know that?" I asked him quizzically.

"About that there is something that I haven't told and I need to tell you." He said. I heard loud footsteps and then knocking on my door and when I opened my door I couldn't believe who was standing there.

Notes

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