Bad News from Britian

I went downstairs to find Harry on the couch, watching TV scrolling through the channels looking for something to watch. His lips made a thin line, and his forehead was ever so slightly creased as he searched for something to watch.

I cleared my throat, letting him know that I was here now. He turned his head in my direction. I walked over and grabbed my ice cream, that I've been dying to eat, Harry had already finished his in the car.
"So what about your mom planning a party?" He asked as I sat down next to him.

"She works for this party planning company, and one of her friends is throwing this huge one and request that my mom be the planner. When my mom plans parties she likes to call them projects or something like it because she doesn't like thinking of it as work, she loves it to much. She is calling this party in particular her "special" project because it's for one of her friends and it's the biggest event she has planned."

"That's really good for her."

"Yeah well the best part of it is, when they she brings you with her and you get to go to a big fancy party." I bragged.

"I have to say that it's really cool. So what does your dad do?" He asked.

"He is a lawyer, his firm has him to travel a lot, so he isn't here as much as he use to." I said that with more sadness, then I intended.

He looked like he didn't know what to say, but I think he thought I was expecting him to respond, so he said "I'm sorry."
"It's not that bad really, it's just takes some getting use to."

It was starting to feel awkward. We both just sat there not knowing what to say. Eager to break the silence I asked, "So what about your parents?"

"My mom is a teacher, she teaches year 8."He saw the confused look on my face and said, "It's like middle school here, I think." (A/N not 100% sure if that's what it's called in England I had to look it up so if it's wrong sorry)

"Oh okay." I was about to ask about his dad but something in the look on his face told me that it was a touchy subject and that I shouldn't ask. I decided to ask something else instead "Any siblings?"

"I have an older sister, her name is Gemma, she's 23, and what about you?."

"I have a older brother and sister, they are both in college. My brother Craig is a med student and my sister Alyssa is still undecided but she is thinking about some sort of business major."

He nodded his head, like he was listening but he looked as if his mind was somewhere else. Although his response made it seem like he was listening, "So you are the youngest?" He said his a teasing smile.

"Yes but so are you." I teased back.

We talked like this and watched tv for the next two hours or so. I was having a really good time with him, but it was getting late. "Yeah so I better get going." Harry said, while grabbing a handful of the popcorn we were eating.

"Okay well this was fun."

He finished his handful of popcorn, got up, and made his way toward the front door. I handed him his coat. He smiled at me and walked out the door towards his house. I watched him until I saw him get in.
I turned around, and walked over to the couch. I slumped right into it, and smiled to myself, I don't know why I or what I was really even thinking about. My eyes found the TV screen, watching as the pictures moved, making no sound due the fact that I muted it. It was a very peaceful feeling, I didn't even realize that I fell asleep until I was already sleeping.


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I was awakened by the sound of my mom yelling at me "To go bed, and that it's not good for the couch the way I was laying on it."

Feeling groggy, I pulled myself up from the couch, and slowly went up the stairs to my bedroom. When I finally got there, I went into my jack and jill bathroom, that I shred with my sister when she still lived here. I took out my contacts, which seemed glued to my eyes because I fell asleep with them in. I washed the makeup off of my face and brushed my teeth. Then I took down my hair from its ponytail and put it into a high messy bun on the top of my head.

I reentered my room and looked at the clock, it was one-thirty, I grabbed my phone and put some music on and let it play on low volume, then I set it to sleep for about an hour.

I turned my light off and then climbed into my bed. I just laid there listening to the soft music playing and, staring up at the ceiling but I couldn't see it all I could see was the darkness that was around me.

There was a million questions circling around in my mind. Who or what was it that got Harry so worked up earlier? What did he and his friends do that got him sent here? What happened to his dad? Why did he keep so many walls up was it because of his dad? Why did I care so much and why was I so worried about what the answers of these questions really were?

Laying there in my bed I tried figuring out the answers to all of these questions. Before I eventually found sleep, with none of the questions with answered.


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I woke up at around 10:30 the next morning, with the sun light shining in through my blinds. My mom must have opened them to get me up. I rolled my eyes and pulled myself up from the warmth of my bed. I grabbed my glasses off of my nightstand and walked down stairs.

I saw my mom watching the morning news and drinking coffee, in her pajamas when I went into the living room. When she heard me coming up behind her, she looked up and smiled "Good morning honey, how did you sleep?"

"Good." I replied my mom was always in a good mood on Saturday mornings because it was the start of a weekend. I sat down next to her. "You?"

"I slept good. So what do you have planned for today?"

"I don't know, Stacy and I talked about going shopping this later, so maybe that."

"Okay sounds like fun, when your out you might want to get something for Anthony's wedding, it's coming up in a about a month, and you know how I feel about last minute stuff, especially big family events like this one. Both Craig and Alyssa are coming home for this wedding."

Anthony was my cousin, he was getting married in a month and his family is on my mom's side. The party planner in my mom hates having to get clothes last minute for big events, especially family events. She likes having things ready so she doesn't have to stress about it later on.

"Okay, yeah I'll keep that in mind." I said. My mom was giving me a questioning look, "What?"

"So this Harry boy?" She asked suspiciously.

This took me completely by surprise, what did she think that I liked him or I was dating him, because if she did she was wrong. "What about Harry?" I asked hesitantly.

"Well I every so often I came put of my office to grab something out of the kitchen," I knew all this, she did it to check on us, she thinks she is sneaker then she really is, also she did to Craig and Alyssa too. Alyssa warned me about it when she left for college so I knew what to look for and when she did it. My mom didn't know that we all knew. "and I noticed you two seemed very close."

I wasn't liking this conversation, she didn't know what she was talking about. We were just barely becoming friends. "Well it was nothing like that Mom really, so don't even worry about it. Please. Do you need anything else, when I'm out with Stac?" I asked trying to change the subject.

She gave me another suspicious look, but let it go, and answered, "No I don't."

"Well I'm gonna go take a shower." I said getting up and ran upstairs before she could ask me anymore questions about Harry.

I took a long hot shower, to relax. When I got out, I put some jeans and a long sleeved pink and blue button up, plaid shirt on. I combed my hair out of, and let it air dry while I put my contacts in and did my makeup.

I was suppose to meet up with Stacy at 1:00, it was 12 now. I went back downstairs and grabbed a quick bite to eat. My hair was now by now so I put it in a side ponytail, and then braided it from there. I put on my favorite pair of brown boots and my coat, and grabbed my purse.

I went to my mom's office to tell her I was leaving. She told me her usual "Drive safely."

I walked outside and toward my car. I saw that Harry was outside on the phone again, probably dealing with that same issue. This time I didn't walk over there because I knew I would get the same reaction I got yesterday. Instead of just getting in my car and going, curiosity got the best of me and I hid behind my car to see if I could hear anything.

I glanced in my window, to get better a look at him. I couldn't make out much of what he was saying, but would I got was, the mysterious person name was Bryan, and that he was dealing with someone else for Harry. I was under the impression that this guy made Harry more nervous than he wanted people to see.
He yelled one more thing, and hung up the phone, and went back into his house. I quickly walked around to the drivers side, and unlocked my door, and got in. I looked back over at his house one last time, trying to figure out this whole situation out but came up with nothing.

I sighed giving up, and I started the car. I pulled away from where I was parked and headed to the mall to meet Stacy.

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