Bad News from Britian

I opened my mouth and was about to ask Harry but I stopped myself. I looked at him for a second, I wanted to ask him all the questions circling around in my head. I knew that if I pushed to much I wouldn't get any answers. If I didn't ask, I might not ever find out so I decided to ask him the most simplest one. "What was that back there?"

He looked at me again and sighed, "Someone I have a bad past with." That was all he said. He unlocked his door and went towards his house.

I sighed knowing that was the kind of answer I was going to get. I got out of the car and went inside.
I was getting annoyed now though, I understood him having not giving me answers, I didn't ask for them, I didn't want to intrude it wasn't any of my business. Now that Jordan guy has gotten me involved in something, I didn't know anything about. I deserved at least to a few answers.

I sighed got out of the car, grabbed my stuff and went inside. I was greeted by my mother, yelling at me to come into the kitchen. "Where have you been your practice ended an hour ago."

"Sorry I went to Starbucks to grab a coffee, I have a lot of homework tonight, you know how it helps me stay on task."

"Okay fine next time let me know so I don't have to worry."

"I will I promise." I said, just then I smelt something amazing.

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The next morning I did my normal morning routine. Today was the last day that I would be bringing Harry to school, because Mrs. Watson would be home tomorrow afternoon. I did what I have been doing everyday this week, starting the car and then walking over and knocking on the door to let him know that I'm ready to leave.

I don't know what is gonna happen today, whether or not Harry is going to give answers to my questions. If he does I don't know what to expect. Something in the back of my mind is telling me not to even ask but I have to try.

Harry answered the door, but he didn't look ready to go. He wasn't in uniform, scratch that he wasn't wearing anything but his boxers. His chest was bare, revealing more tattoos that I didn't know he had, it also showed how in shape he really was. His muscles were toned and ripped. His hair was tousled and less put together like it usually does but it looked good on him.

"Enjoying the view." He said with a smirk, noticing my on his bare chest.

I turned my head and put my hand up, feeling my face get warm. "Why aren't you ready and dressed?" I said.

"I'm not going to school today I'm sick."

I couldn't believe it, he was avoiding the situation all together, by playing hooky just so he wouldn't be able to talk about what happened last night. I didn't say anything about it though, I just said "Okay well feel better I guess." and turned on my heel and walked to my car.

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The rest of that day went by uneventful. Although the other guys weren't at school either, I'm assuming Harry had told them what happened, and they all skipped to make sure I or anyone else asked them anything either. I don't think they know that I haven't told anyone anything about what had happened last night.

It was the next day and I had nothing planned for the weekend. I was just sitting on the couch watching reality TV and eating one of those frozen waffles that you put in the toaster. My mom walked into the living room, and said, "Mrs. Watson has just invited us and the Peters to dinner at her house tonight."

This caught my attention, I looked at her with surprise, "Harry stayed home from school sick yesterday though." I said trying to hide the suspicion in my voice.

"Yeah she told me that too, but she said that it was a twenty-four hour kind of thing and that there was nothing to worry about."

This was weird, what was he up to. Maybe he wasn't up to anything, it could have been all Mrs. Watson and Harry didn't want to worry her or raise her suspicions. My mom and Mrs. Watson were pretty good friends and they always have each other over for dinner.

Later on I started to get ready, I put on my favorite pair on skinny jeans, a gray sweater with white polka dots on it, and brown combat boots. Then I did my hair into a simple side braid, and then put on a black beanie.

I came downstairs and saw my mom on the phone. You could tell that it was my dad by the way her face was lit up. He was in Kansas at the current moment.

I smiled at how happy she was when talking to him, and sat down on the couch got my phone out went to twitter, to wait for us to leave.

My mom eventually got off the phone with my dad, walked up to me from behind the couch, and said "Okay kiddo you ready?"

"Yep." I said jumping up from the couch.

"Your dad says hi and that he loves you by the way." She said as we walked to the door.

We left the house, locked the door and made our way across the street to Harry and Mrs. Watson's house. The sun had just set and it was getting dark outside, making me feel colder.

We knocked on the door and was greeted by Mrs. Watson and her dog Mila. When my mom and I walked into the house, I noticed that we were the first ones here. I scanned the room quickly but didn't see Harry. I looked in the kitchen and didn't see him in there either.

I was about to go looking for him when Mrs. Watson started talking to me for a while. It wasn't until there was a knock on the door. It was the Peters family who had arrived about 10 minutes late, "Sorry we are a little late, We couldn't get a sitter, that's also why we have the kids with us." Mrs. Peters said as her 3 kids ran past her and into the living room.

The Peters family had three kids, oldest one was 11 year old girl who's name is Justine and the middle kid Tori who was 7 years old. The youngest is Trent who was 5. They were okay the Tori girl is just kind if annoying.

The Peters arriving distracted Mrs. Watson and my mom enough so I could slip away and go look for Harry. I've been in this house a lot throughout my life so I knew where everything was, but I haven't been in it since I've met Harry so I didn't know what room was his.

I went down the hallway where the bedrooms were, I most of the doors were open and no one was in them. The room at the end of the hallway door was closed. This has to be Harry's room. He is staying in Mrs. Watson's middle son Conner old room.

I got to the end if the hallway and his door was now right in front of me. I took a deep breath and knocked on his door.

The door opened with Harry saying, "Nora I'll come out later when it's-" he stopped mid-sentence when he saw me and not Mrs. Watson. "Oh Erin, I thought that you were Nora." He said looking awkward, which was kind of amusing to see because I don't think I've ever seen him awkward before, but it was also kinda cute.

"Yeah, well it's just me. I thought I would come and find you, cause my mom and everyone else are talking about boring politics or something and the Peters kids are crazy." I causally said, this was true I didn't really have anyone to talk to out in the living room.

I don't think he was expecting me to say this, because the awkwardness that he was just showing had disappeared, and was replaced by the confident and charming Harry that I knew. "Well then please do come in and join me in avoiding the dinner party. He said holding the door open wider, granting me inside his room.

I walked in and sat down in the desk chair, and turned to look at him. I had then saw what he was wearing. He had on a dark sweater and a pair of faded jeans. It looked really good on him.

I realized that his eyes were on me too. I quickly looked away and turned the chair around so he couldn't see me blushing. I examined the room it looked basically like how Conner's room used to look but now filled with Harry belongings.

I turned back to Harry and asked "So why were you hiding in here? I already told you why I am."
He laughed and sat down on his bed and said, "I'm not a dinner party kind of person, Nora was trying to get me out of here before anyone got here. I told her I come out when it was time to eat and she is gonna make me stay out there until everyone leaves."

We talked like this for a while it was fun but the questions kept popping up in my head. So I decided that it was time that I ask him.

I sat there listening to him and waited for him to finish his story about, but his voice trailed off when he was getting to the end of it. I knew that he figured out that I wanted to ask something, I also think he knew what I was gonna ask him about, by the way his body tense up a bit.

I looked down at the ground avoiding his eyes, and took a deep breath. Then looked back up at him. His eyes harder then they were a second ago, I could tell that he had put more walls up.

I took another deep breath, I opened my mouth but was stopped. When Harry said "I know what you are about to ask me.

Notes

Hey guys sorry I took me a while to get this chapter out but I've had a lot to do with school and cheer practice, my team is going to be in a commiting soon and practice has been more frequent and longer. I'm sorry. Please let me know what you think or what you think will happen next in the comments and please keep voting and subscribe if you want to know what happens next.
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