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Can you keep a secret?

Chapter 11

My finger tapping along the steering wheel while I drove to our destination. Thankfully my dad has a car at the airport that he some how left it there. I don't understand his logic sometimes. I was silently listening to the music on my phone. Thankfully I remembered my headphones.
I looked over at the passenger seat. There was Harry passed out, snoring every now, and then. He's been asleep this entire car ride. The airport was a hour or two drive away from the cabin that me and Harry are staying at. I was grateful that Harry came with me. If he wouldn't of came it would have been a lonely couple of weeks.
I hate that feeling, the feeling of being lonely. I of course love my alone time, but I never want to be completely alone. I know I need to get over it, but I just can't.
Soon enough the cabin came in sight. It was big enough to house a family of 7 but it's only Harry and I. I backed up into one of the many parking spaces, so we can easily lug our luggage inside.
I lightly shook Harry, he of course didn't budge. This boy and his sleep. I huffed, blowing my bangs out of my face.
I hooked my phone up to the AUX cord in my phone, I put on a heavy metal song on. I slowly cranked it up, I kept of checking to see if he had woken up yet. Still nothing. I put my headphones on and cranked it up a lot louder. He woke up and started yelling. I couldn't hear what he was saying over the soundproof headphones.
I turned it down all the way. He glared at me, I innocently smiled, and gave him puppy dog eyes. “We are here.” He chuckled before responding “No Shit Synth.”
I took the keys out of the ignition, and grabbed my phone. Harry was already opening up the truck, while I was climbing out of the car. Once I finally jumped from the car, and stumbled down to the ground.
“I think the car is to tall for you.” I heard Harry yell from the back of the car. “No shit Sherlock.” I huffed getting back up on my feet.
I grabbed my suitcase out of Harry's hand. He grabbed it from my hand and threw it onto his shoulder. I quickly scurried up the pathway. I unlocked the door, held it open, as Harry carried in our stuff. I thanked him, as he set them down on the floor of the living room.
Harry yawned and stretched out before plopping down on the plaid couch. He took up almost the Entire couch but there was a little space at the other end of the couch. So I squashed my butt into the little space before pulling my knees up to my chest.
“We need to go grocery shopping.” Harry sighed. “We can go in the morning.” He chuckled at me. “Want to just order a pizza for dinner?” I nodded.
My phone started ringing, I pulled it out, 'Dad' came up on the screen along with his picture. He probably wants to make sure we made it here safe. I quickly told Harry is was my dad. He nodded as he pulled his phone out of his pants to call pizza delivery.
“Hey Dad.” I answered as I walked into the dining room. “Hello darling. I'm guessing you guys got there no problem.” He sighed into the mic. “Yeah no problems dad. I really appreciate him coming with me.” I smiled thinking about that silly boy. “You two are getting really close huh?” He asked.
“Yeah, he's a amazing guy.” Harry walked into the other room as I said that “Just know I'll have both of your asses if I find out that something more then a friendship is going on between you guys.” He warned. I bit my lip “Dad we are just friends.” I let out a nervous laugh.
“Good, now I need to go, Reed wants me to attend a dinner she's having with her friends.” He chuckled, I smiled “Okay, good luck dad. Bye, I love you.” I ended the phone call.
I awkwardly turned towards Harry. He was sitting there listening to everything. I thought he was pissed at me but he smirked at me. “I'm sorry.” I muttered.
“For what? He's all the way across the country. I never really thought about this, but you're 18. Your old enough to make your own decisions. Your no longer living with hi-” “I've just never gone against my father's wishes Harry!” I huffed. “Well I think you need to start making some of your own decisions. Synthia you're young, and free. It's your life not your fathers.” Harry ran a hand through his mop of curls, before turning his back towards me and slamming the door behind him as he left the room.
I really thought about what Harry said, it is my life. I'm 18 now, it's a fresh new year for me. I'm still young, I don't want to follow my fathers rules for the rest of my life. I want to be my own person, not just who my father thinks I should be.
I walked back into the living room. Harry sat on the couch with a hand running through his hair, and the other hand on his knee. I walked around and sat beside him. He turned his head towards me, putting both of his hands on his knees.
“Synth I'm so sor-” I cut him off “For what? You're right I need to live my own life. I can't live with my father's rules forever. I'm a legal adult I can make my own decisions.” I let out a shaky breath.
The door bell went off, the pizza. Harry got up to go get the pizza. I patiently waited for him to return. The front door shut and Harry came in with a large pizza box. He set it down on the oak wooden coffee table. I quietly thanked him.
Harry -thankfully- changed the subject “Tomorrow you me and a nice dinner.” I giggled and nodded as he continued “I also kind of researched stuff to do while we are here, so we won't be stuck in here the entire time.”
I nodded. Harry finally opened the box we both took a piece before take a bite. Harry moaned as he chewed his bite of pizza. I laughed at him as he did that with every bit he took of it. After we both finished our pizza we both sat on the couch in silence.
Harry all of a sudden stood up and threw me over his shoulder. “Harry!!” I squealed. He laughed at me as I tried to get down as he walked up the stairs. He kicked open a bedroom door, and threw me on the soft bed. He flung himself on the bed right next to me.
I was pulled into Harry's chest. I immediately nuzzled my face into the crook of his neck, while he played with my hair.
“Synth?” I hummed in response “What career what career would you of chosen for yourself if you weren't your fathers child?”
I pondered that though I never really thought about it before. “I think I'd try to write music, I'm no singer, but I would write music for someone else. Like deep meaningful type music. Is that stupid, it's stupid.” I looked up into his green eyes.
“No it's not stupid, it think that awesome.” He smiled down on me.
“What did you want to be as a kid?” he chuckled before answering “A astronaut.” I giggled at his answer.
All night we cuddled and got to know each other on a deep level. It was amazing, we both learned a lot more about each other. I think it made us just closer overall. I told him about my lonely childhood with my dad always being gone, and not having a mom. He told me about how his parents split up when he was young, and about how his dad was never really around. I don't know about Harry but, I've never really opened up about those things before.
Harry was currently asleep, with a arm around my waist. I softly kissed his jaw. He's such a amazing person. I nuzzled my face into the crook his neck, and slowly fell asleep to the sound of his breathing.
I was awaken by the front door being slammed shut, but I didn't even think anything about it. I slowly opened my eyes, and let out a quiet yawn. I turned over hoping to see a sleeping Harry but his side was empty. 'It was probably Harry that slammed the door' I told myself.
I looked over at the alarm clock on the nightstand, it was currently 10:48 A.M. I can't remember the last time I slept this late in. I got up off of the soft bed, I made my way downstairs so I could see why Harry had even opened the front door.
I entered the kitchen and Harry was busy away putting the food away. 'That's why he left' I thought to myself. I smiled, I yawned and started helping him, he was almost done putting it away, but I could help out.
He turned around he jumped a bit, probably not expecting my presence. “Sorry did I wake you up?” He asked, before putting away a loaf of bread.
I nodded “It's fine though, I can't remember the last time I slept in until 11 A.M.” I snickered grabbing a apple.
“Really?” He took my hand with the apple still on it, up to his mouth, and took a bite of it. “Apples are so good.” He attempted to say with a mouthful.
I rolled my eyes at him, before finishing off the apple. “I'm going to go get ready for the day. You mister best behave yourself.” I shook my finger at him.
He mutter a faint 'whatever', I giggled as I made my way up the stairs. I grabbed a towel out of the cupboard that they -thankfully- have available for us. That was what I was forgetting when I packed, a damn towel.
After I removed all the articles of clothing from my body, I quickly hopped into the shower. I left the hot water engulf me into it. There was always just something about a warm shower, it just made me feel like there was nothing at all that I needed to worry about.
After my shower, I brushed through my light curls. I winced as I hit a knot as I accidentally ripped through the section of hair. I threw it up in a messy bun, just wanting to get it up out of my face. I also threw on a bra and a pair of underwear, along with a white sweater, and a pair of white leggings.
I made my way downstairs, Harry was no longer in the kitchen. I called out his name, he didn't respond. I wandered around trying to find him. I opened the a random bedroom door, well let's just say I found Harry.
He only had a towel around his waist, water droplets dripping from his mop of chocolate curls, down his toned back and chest. He was looking through his suitcase trying to find something to wear. I was to busy gawking at Harry, that I didn't even realize he looked up from his suitcase. His eyes met mine. I blushed so hard. I've never been so embarrassed in my life, but yet I didn't move.
“Enjoying the view.” He snickered. “Sorry, I w-was just looking for you.” I blushed even harder, if that's even possible. “You're so cute.” He threw a pair of black jeans on the bed, soon following was a graphic tee along with a deep blue jacket.
“I'll let you get changed now.”

Notes

Sorry for once again a shitting chapter! I'm so sorry! It just started getting a little long, so I decided to end it.
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Comments

Oh my god... I'm dying... please update... before you kill me... *dies* too late...

Jasper_Renee_II Jasper_Renee_II
7/17/15

oh man! I really thought the worst after how last chapter ended. thank you for not making me freak out :)

katydi katydi
6/29/15

ahhh noooo!!!! why did she? why did he have to be there? ahh!!

yay! badass synthia comes out to play! FYI, sometimes it doesn't let me log in, but know I'm reading every chapter and loving it!




Spartl_ Spartl_
6/13/15