Just don’t get caught, and trouble won’t catch you.

March 22, 2012
The Bently Highway

“I am so glad you agreed to come shopping with me, Anastasia.” Penelope said, getting in my car with her $400 purse on her arm.


“Anything for the bride.” I said, smiling. Yeah. Maybe I can drop you off in the street corner with a bunch of hookers and you’ll fit right in.


“You know it makes me so happy that Harry came home last night. I thought he wasn’t going to come home at all.” She sighed and I let out a shudder.


“How do you feel about him?” I spat out and she smiled as I pulled out of the driveway.


“Well, I think he’s sweet. Even though he doesn’t talk to me as much as I would hope he would, he is still super sweet.” She seemed sad that he didn’t talk to her.


“Yeah, he’s a good one.” I looked away from her and tightened my grip on the steering wheel, making my knuckles white.


Then all of sudden, I found myself on the other side of the road and an SUV was speeding right towards me.


“Son of a bitch!” I yelled, swerving to the right and hitting a stop sign as we spun into the ditch. “Damnit!” I hit the steering wheel a few times and looked over to Penelope.


“What was that?” She let out a breath and I shook my head.


“I was just thinking. I’m sorry.” I rolled my eyes and searched for my phone. That… Was still at my house! Damnit! “Shit. Can you call someone?”


“Who do you want me to call?” She dug her phone out of her purse.


“Um, someone who can help us with the car.” I sounded more exasperated than I wanted to, but I shrugged it off.


Five minutes later, she got off the phone and looked at me. “I called Harry.”


I raised up in my seat and looked at her. “You called Harry when we need someone to tow my car?” This bitch is as stupid as a nut. Oh well, stupid is what stupid does.


We sat there for about thirty minutes, and then I saw a familiar black Mercedes pull up on the side of the road.


We both got out of the car and Harry got out, hair slicked back and a giant rip on the front of his t-shirt. He had his shades on, and he stopped when his body turned to look at us. But then he walked up to my car.


“What the fuck happened?” He looked at Penelope and she looked down.


“We got in a wreck.” I said, and he ripped his shades off, tossing them onto the back of the car. “I was thinking and I drove on the wrong side of the road.”


“Well maybe you shouldn’t think too hard, Miss Greene.” He ran his hand down his face and I balled my fists in my shirt. I was thinking about you, ass.


He walked around the car to the steaming engine and lifted up the hood. Penelope then groaned and got back in the car, putting earbuds in her ears.


I sat on the top of the car and Harry sighed.


“You need to change your oil, and your plug is loose. Your car could’ve exploded any time, so I’d say your lucky.” He rubbed his temples and I smiled.


“How do you know so much about cars?” I asked and he reached somewhere under the hood.


“My father taught me everything there is to know about a car when I was sixteen. Made me take one apart and put it back together. I know a car like the back of my hand.” He smirked at me and looked back down to the car.


It was silent for a minute, but then he said, “What the hell are you doing with Penelope anyways, bébé?”


“I agreed to go shopping with her.” I crossed my legs and he cocked an eyebrow.


“And what were your motives?” He pulled off his ripped t-shirt and I swallowed. He wiped his now greasy hands on his shirt and looked up at me.


“To buy clothes.” I laughed and he shook his head.


“What were your motives, Anastasia?” He’s on my case. Now I’m in trouble.


“I wanted to spend more time with Penelope.” I played with a piece of lint on my jeans.


“Liar.” He shook his head. “Damnit, Ana. Don’t you lie to me. What were your fucking motives.” He was raising his voice and I was afraid that Penelope would hear him. “Would you like me to guess?”


“I didn’t have a damned motive.” I snapped.


“Did you take Penelope out today to convince her to cancel the wedding?” I looked down and swallowed. Maybe that was my motive. “Answer me.”


“Yes.” I whispered and he tossed down his shirt once he wiped his hands again.


“Come again? I’m sorry. I didn’t hear you.” He cupped his ear with his hand and I rolled my eyes.


“Yes. Alright. That’s why I brought her out here. Are you happy?” I threw my hands up and he gave me a small grin.


“Yeah. I like it when my Anastasia is honest.” He pulled a flask from his back pocket and winked at me before taking a swig from it. He’s going to drive after drinking? God.


And he called me ‘his’. I am his… But he’s not mine.


“Come on. I’ll call a tow truck. You ladies are coming home with me.” He slung his shirt over his shoulder and grabbed his sunglasses off of the back of my car.


I knocked on the window to tell Penelope that we were leaving and raced to the front seat of his Mercedes, making me feel like a small child fighting over who sat in the front.


“Eager to sit with me, huh?” He said after I got in.


“Yeah.” I flushed and he smiled.


Penelope then got in the backseat after throwing her twenty-pound bag in.


Harry rolled his eyes and started up his car. Then he called the trucker before driving away. He was about to say something to me but Penelope cleared her throat.


“Harry, honey,” He cringed at about the same time I did. “Did Gina tell you that my parents’ are staying for a week? They’ll be here tomorrow night, and Gina is leaving when they do.”


“No. I didn’t know that. My mother tends to forget to tell me about a lot of things.” He ran his free hand over mine, and I knew exactly what he was referring to.


Penelope was silent and I patted his hand. “Don’t worry. She’ll pull through to you.”


His eyes danced when I traced my fingers over his and he coughed. “Stop, you’re going to make me wreck, Miss Greene.” He whispered and I slowly pulled my hand from his.


“So what do you plan on doing this evening?” Penelope asked me and I sighed.


“I don’t know. I guess I’ll just wander around the mansion.” I sighed again and Harry furrowed his brows.


“You have a beautiful room and tons of activities to do, and you’re just going to wander around?” He sounded aggravated, and I thought back to what he said to me a few nights ago. I want to make you happy.


“Yeah. But I’m sure I can find something to do.” I pushed his shoulder and he relaxed.


Once we arrived at the mansion, I got out of the car and walked behind the mansion. When I made it to the back, Harry came running out of the back door, calling my name.


“Where are you going, love?” He asked, trailing behind me.


When I stepped in front of the gym doors’, I smiled and walked in. It was bigger than I remembered, and once I was in the middle of it, Harry came through the doors.


“What are you doing in here?” I asked and he shoved his hands in his pockets once he had his shirt all the way down his torso.


“Gina and Penelope are having tea, so I thought I’d come out here with you.” He shrugged his shoulders and I looked down to my feet.


But then my heart nearly stopped whenever I realized that he was walking up to me.


“Dance with me..” He whispered in my ear and I nodded my head.


He slowly put his hands around my waist and I sucked in a breath, dragging my hands up his chest and around his shoulders.


He let out a mumble, and pulled me closer to him, burying his face in my hair.


“You smell heavenly, Miss Greene. Never smelled anything like you.” He whispered and I smiled, tightening my embrace around him.


He began to hum a tune, and we swayed back and forth. He dug his fingers into my back and hummed the tune slower and we moved slower.


He kissed my temple, and then he kissed my earlobe.. And then he trailed sloppy kisses down my jaw. But then he stopped himself from moving any further.


“I’ll be seeing you, in every lovely summer’s day... I’ll always think of you that way.” He sang and I smiled.


“You like the classic love songs, don’t you?” I asked, looking up at him.


“Only the ones I’m able to sing to you, Anastasia.” He put his forefinger under my chin and I purred. His hand was on my thigh; directly below my bum and he was still swaying me back and forth as he hummed the song.


I closed my eyes and he grabbed my hand, spinning me around. When my body connected with his again, he bent me down and I arched my back. His lips landed on my bare chest, and he murmured words of the song as he lips lingered over my skin when I raised back up.


“Lovely.” He groaned and his hips ticked mine, making me close my eyes again.


His hands traveled over my bum and to the small of my back, making me put my hands on his forearms and I rested my head on his chest.


“Headmaster Styles?” We suddenly stopped moving and looked to the door. “Pen-”


“Haley! Would you stop interrupting everything that I do?!” Harry yelled and I hit his chest. “I am just kidding, Haley, I love you.” He reached out for her and she flushed.


“Penelope is looking for you. Ana, Gina would like to see you.” Oh shit, am I in trouble?


I bit my lip and we walked to the door when Haley disappeared.


“Don’t worry. We will finish this later. That is, if we don’t get interrupted again.” Harry laughed and kissed the top of my forehead before jogging up to the house.


Lord. I sure hope Gina doesn’t chew me out.

Notes

One more update to come. I hope you like it :)


All my love,
**K