Collision

"What are you doing here?" I ask, not bothering to hide my shocked expression. I open the door wider so he can step in but he remains on the front porch.

"The party was shit." He shrugs and shoves his hands into his dark wash jeans pocket.

"I thought you weren't going to come." I furrow my eyebrows.

"I was bored." He says, unamused. I wrap the thin jacket that I have on tighter around my body and look out past him at the street.

"Can I come in now?" He leans against the threshold and gives his signature smile. I step back and motion for him to come inside, shutting the door tightly behind him. He strips off his black jacket and hangs it on the coat rack.

"Wait," I say suddenly when he steps forward. I look down at his boots and frown. "Take your shoes off."

"What?" He laughs, looking to make sure I'm not serious. I cross my arms and stand in front of him so he can't past me until he takes off his shoes.

"My mom will freak out if you leave boot prints on her polished floor." I tell him. He chuckles but obliges and bends down to unlace his boots. He kicks them off to the side and looks up at me for approval.

"Better?" He smirks. I roll my eyes at his sarcastic remark and begin walking down the hallway toward the stair case. As I step on the first step, I hear my mother's voice just down the hall.

"Hi, Harry!" She beams at him, making both of us stop.

Please, not now.

"Hello, Mrs. Andrews." He puts a smile on his face and she looks like she might combust. She might not love Harry but she loves the idea that I have a friend, someone other than my brother.

"Have you had dinner yet? I'm sure I can heat you up some turkey." She offers but he shakes his head.

"No thank you." He politely declines her offer but her smile never falters. "I just came over to get the homework assignment from Statistics." He smiles up at me and I catch a glimpse of my mom winking at the two of us.

"Have fun, you two!" She says over-enthusiastically before disappearing down the hallway. I continue walking up the stairs and into my room down the hall. Harry takes a seat on my bed as I walk into my bathroom.

"What are you doing?" He calls when I'm in there for more than five minutes. I take the shirt I grabbed before I came in here and pull it over my head. Taking my brush, I brush through my tangles before putting my hair into a ponytail.

I turn off the light and join Harry in my room. He has now taken the TV remote off of my nightstand and is scrolling through the guide. I take a seat in my desk chair and fold my legs beneath me as I look at what he's doing.

"What did you need help with?" I ask, suddenly remembering what Harry's excuse to my mother was. I grab my bag off the desk and start rummaging through it to find my Stats textbook.

"Nothing." I look up to see him grinning. I stop my search and push my bag away from me.

"Then why did you come?" I ask a bit rudely. It's not that I don't want him here, I just don't know why he's here.

"I told you, the party was shit and I didn't want to be home alone." I smile at the thought of Harry coming over here rather than going over to a party.

"Okay, that's fine." I turn around towards the TV and focus on the screen.

"What are you watching?" I frown at the movie he's watching. Someone screams on the television and seconds later it turns into a bloodbath. I turn my head and stare at the wall as the fight goes on.

"It's called The Expendables." Harry says. I sneak a look at him and see a huge grin covering his face. How can he like this stuff?

"Change it please." I whine. If he's going to be spending the night with me then we aren't watching people kill each other.

"Fine," he groans and pulls the guide back up. Five minutes later he settles on another movie, still packed with action but no too gory.

"Come over here," Harry notices my uncomfortable state and pats the bed next to him. I bite my lip, hesitant to take him up on his offer.

"It's not like we're going to have sex." He says flatly and I laugh. I shrug my shoulders before joining him on the bed, making sure not to steal a glance at the stunning boy beside me.

"Although, if you wanted to, I wouldn't mind." He grins and I push his shoulder, causing him to fall on his back. I lean against the back board of my bed as we watch the movie.

During the movie, my eyelids feel heavy and I feel myself drift off. My eyes are open long enough for me to see Harry wrapping his arm around my waist before everything goes black.


I open my eyes to pitch black darkness. I tilt my head to see the TV turned off and a blanket pulled over me. My eyes focus on the clock on the other side of the room and it takes my mind a few seconds to comprehend what I'm seeing.

"Crap!" I say suddenly, jumping upward. It's almost midnight! I can't believe I fell asleep! Especially with Harry in here!

Harry. I look down at the sleeping boy under me, his head resting on one of my pillows as he snores lightly. I untangle his arm that was around my waist and push his shoulder lightly to get him to wake up.

"Harry," I push his shoulder again, this time harder. He grunts but turns his back to me and covers his head with his tattooed arm. I climb off of my bed and walk across the room to flip on the light.

"What the hell?" He groans, covering his eyes with the back of his hands. He sits up, his wrinkled shirt sliding back over his exposed torso, and wipes the sleep out of his eyes.

"We fell asleep!" I whisper loudly.

"I noticed." He chuckles and stretches. Why is he laughing?

"It's almost midnight!" I hiss, this time his eyes widen and he jumps from the bed.

"Harry, you have to leave!" I get behind him and begin pushing him towards the door. I have no idea how I'm going to explain this to my parents. I can't exactly tell them that we fell asleep together. I'll just tell them that we got caught up studying and didn't realize what time it was.

"Calm down." He says and rubs his temples.

"I'm sorry to wake you up but you need to leave! Now!" I open the door and follow him downstairs. He sneaks towards the door while I walk around the corner to greet my parents.

"I'm sorry, we didn't realize what time it was." I apologize to my mother who is sitting in her chair near the fireplace. She closes her book and stares up at me, the fire reflecting off of her caramel eyes.

"That's fine. I just hope Harry doesn't get in trouble with his mother." She smiles and a huge bubble of pressure pops inside me.

"Did he already leave?" She asks and stands up.

"Yes,"

"When you see him again tell him that he is welcome to join us any time he like." She pulls me into a hug before walking into her bedroom. I make sure the bedroom door is closed before rushing back to Harry.

"Did you get in trouble?" He asks upon seeing me return. I shake my head and turn off the alarm to open the door so he can leave.

He smiles and steps outside, waiting for a moment as he stands halfway inside and halfway out.

"Jess?" He says. Why is he waiting?

"Yes?"

"I had fun tonight." He steps forward, kisses my forehead, and leaves with the quiet shut of the door. My insides scream as I shut the door and turn the alarm on, peeking out the door to make sure he doesn't come back.

Notes

A long chapter for all of you!! Thanks for your support! :)