Say Something

Winter break had started barely started, and Harry impatiently paced around the house, looking for something...anything to do. Being on the basketball and football team, he rarely had time to do nothing, and whenever he did he couldn't keep his hands still.

"Harold I don't want that ball in this house!" Anne yelled from the kitchen, annoyed by her son's fidgety behavior.

"Sorry mum!" Harry replied for the hundredth time and with forced patience sat by the window.

He would have loved shooting hoops right now, but the snow was too heavy his eyes scanned the neighborhood.

He impatiently got up again and pulled out an old and battered copy of 'Wuthering Heights'. He comfortably settled on the window sill again, his thoughts finally at peace, as he read the familiar words again.

He was half way through the book when his attention was caught by light giggling. He ran a hand through his hair and looked up, slamming the book on his lap shut.

"No!!!! No Tee!! I'm sowee, pwease!"

An involuntary smile crossed Harry's lips as his eyes fell in the heart-warming sight. A girl, perhaps, around his age was running in the snow with a little girl hot on her heels.

"Cotcha! I caught you Tee!"

"Okay princess, you win!" The girl, Tee, spoke raising her hands in the air.

"Now we make a snow man?!" The little girl pleaded, Harry's smile grew wider. He always had a soft spot for children.

"Yeah, yeah Lottie now we make a snowman!" Tee chuckled.

That's when Harry really noticed her for the first time, her dark brown hair was scattered across her shoulders the top if her head covered in a cream colored beanie. She was wearing a purple jacket and black scarf was tied around her neck. She was definitely his age, if not younger.

"Mum you never told me we had new neighbors!" Harry said walking into the kitchen.

"She did dummy! You just didn't hear!" Gemma called.

"Why, again, are you here?" Harry asked playfully snatching a cookie from the plate sitting in front if his sister.

"Hey!" Gemma cried, "that was mine. And to answer your question, I'm here cause you love me!"

Harry rolled his eyes, and plucked another cookie out of the plate, Gemma swatted his arm.

"Mum!" Harry cried, "Gem is not letting me have cookies!"

"Mummy's boy!" Gemma rolled her eyes.

"You're just jealous Harry poked his tongue out at Gemma, before going to find his mother.

"Whatcya doin', mum?" Harry asked sitting on the granite countertop on the kitchen.

"Ah... I was baking brownies for our new neighbors. I'm almost done, will you take 'em"

"Sure," Harry replied a little too quickly.

Anne quizzically raised her eyebrows, Harry shrugged, “they’ve got a little girl,” he said, erasing his mum’s confusion. Anne smile slightly and pointed to the plate filled with freshly baked brownies.

He reached for the plate and covered it with a clean paper towel. He placed a kiss on Anne's cheek before walking out of the kitchen. Harry pulled his coat out of the coat hanger and threw it on. The snow was slick, and he took cautious steps and crossed the road.

He carefully made his way towards the house. He balanced the plate on one hand and gently knocked on the door with another.

The little girl, Lottie, Harry guessed stood at the door. Her eyes widened as she looked at Harry. "Stranger danger!" She cried out and ran back into the house. Harry chuckled lightly and waited for someone older to come.

"Stranger danger, mommy!" Her voice was a hushed whisper as she came back into the living room hiding behind an older lady.

"Sweetie, you don't leave someone waiting at the door," her mum said giving Harry an apologetic look. Harry smiled back.

"But mommy, Tee said we should not talk to strangers!" She protested.

"Go and talk to Tee then," her mum said. Lottie happily trotted up the stairs to her older sister, Harry presumed.

"I'm sorry about Scarlett." The lady said wiping her hands on the apron tied around her waist.

"No problem, she’s adorable. I'm Harry, by the way" he held out his free hand for the woman. "I live just across the street," he pointed over to his house.

"Ah...neighbors! I'm Julia. Nice to meet you Harry."

Harry handed her the plate of brownies explaining that his mum made them. Julia gratefully took them, before inviting him inside.

"You go to the school 'round the corner?" She asked offering him a glass of orange juice.

"Holmes Chapel Comprehensive School," Harry nodded.

"I have a daughter around your age she'll be going to the same school."

"That's wonderful!" Harry replied.

"Beatrice!" Julia called out.

"Gimme a sec mom," a soft voice replied, the same he had heard a few minutes ago.

"Stranger danger," Scarlett's voice sounded before he saw her.

"Oh shush up, Lottie!"

"But--"

"Hush!"

Julia gave Harry another apologetic look which Harry waved away.

A beautiful face came into view. "Hi!" She grinned holding her hand out to him, "Beatrice Gray. But if you'll call me Beatrice I'll kill you!"

"Bea!" Her mum chided.

"I'm serious." She said pulling on a poker face. "Tris. I go by Tris," she chuckled lightly.

"Harold Styles. But I go by Harry." He said engulfing her small hand in his. His green eyes found hers, they were a warm brown.

Notes

Hello lovely readers!! 'Sup? Anyway how'd you like the first chapter, more like the prologue lemme know in the comments, pretty please? And I promise it'll get better!! Hope y'all had a wonderful Christmas! What'd you get? I got the Divergent series and a pack of 24 Ferrero Rochere. Yay!! Anyway comment, vote and subscribe. Luv y'all and Stay Beautiful!!