Can you keep a secret?

“-and he's just sooo hot.” Brenda came over tonight, and she's gossiping about the guys at her school. Also just other drama that I couldn't care less about, I'm not at all a gossip type person. The only gossip I care about is if another book from my favorite author is coming out. Other then that I couldn't care less. But I'm gonna listen because she's my best friend and I care about her opinion. “I honestly feel bad for you, being home schooled and all. I mean Synthia do you have any other friends besides me?”
“Brenda I graduated in spring it's now fall.” I shook my head and took another bite of my pizza before continuing. “I don't really care all I need is just one good friend, and I have that one good friend.” I smiled and playfully nudged her shoulder. Lightning struck and made a loud noise making me jump. It was really pouring outside.
She lightly giggled at my reaction to the thunder. Making her dimples show. She then continued gossiping about; celebs, more school drama, and oh did I mention celebs? She would die for some of these celebs that she's never even met. She has this thing going on in her head that she's dating and/or bffs with all of her favorite celebs.
There was all of a sudden a knock on the door. Who would be knocking on the door? I mean it's pouring outside. I also wasn't expecting anyone. I guessing Brenda wasn't expecting someone the way she looked at me with a puzzled look on her face. The same one I probably had on.
I grabbed a gun from the drawer of the vanity next to the door. I put it behind my back. My dad always told me that I should do this just in-case it was a crazy door step killer.
I finally got the guts to open the door. I shakily turned the gold knob. There stood a wet mop of curly hair and a pair of pale green eyes. It was just Harry, wait what does Harry want my dad's not home. He's still at work.
“Harry. What are you doing here it's poring outside. Come on let me get you a towel and get you out of those wet clothes.” I opened the door further so he could step in.
“My car ran out of gas. My idiot roommate forgot to refill the gas tank. I'm sorry I hope I didn't disrupt anything.” He stood there near the door just looking around while I went and grabbed a towel for him.
“Here.” I heard a cough coming from the couch in the living room. Oh Brenda I totally forgot about Brenda. “Oh Harry this is my friend Brenda. Well my only friend.”
“Nice to meet you Miss Brenda.” Harry ruffled his hair with the towel.
Brenda mouthed 'He is so hot' to me when Harry was busy wiping off his cloths.
“I have some of my ex boyfriend's old clothes that would fit you. Let me go grab them.” I then turned to look at Brenda. “Behave yourself.” I warned jogging up the staircase to get him some clothes. I quickly found them in a pile in the back of my walk in closet. I jogged downstairs giving Brenda little time to embarrass me or herself.
“Hey, Harry here. There is a 'AC/DC' t-shirt, and also a pair of 'Levy' jeans.” I smiled and handed the pile to him. “Oh and give me your clothes and I'll dry them for you. The bathroom is right down that hall and the second door to your left.” I pointed towards the hall way next to the kitchen.
“Who is he?” Brenda asked after Harry entered the bathroom.
“He's my father's new assistant.” I plopped down on the black leather couch next to her.
She made a 'o' shape with her mouth. “He's still hot.” She whispered as Harry walked into the living room.
“They fit.” I got up off the couch to grab the clothes from his hand to dry them in the dryer.
He nodded and sat down in the chair off the the side of the couch. I threw Harry's clothes into the dryer for 45 minutes. I saw Harry awkwardly staring at his hands.
“You want something to drink? We also have pizza if you're hungry.” I awkwardly stood there waiting for a response from him.
“Uhm water, and I just ate with your father so I'm not hungry.” He smiled looking up from his hands.
“Well, I'm putting in a movie.” Brenda got up off the couch and looked through the glass case for a movie to watch. “We are watching Lion King.”
I sighed feeling bad for Harry. He's a grown man sitting in the middle of a teenage girl sleepover. I handed Harry the glass of water. I also noticed it stopped raining so when Harry's clothes are done he can leave. “Brenda let's watch something else.”
“Can we please watch legally blonde then? PWEASEE!!” She pouted, making her blue eyes look sad and cute all at the same time.
“FINE!” I plopped down on the couch, while she put in the movie. “Harry, is my father coming home tonight.”
“Uh no, Miss Hass.” He looked at me until looking at the tv screen. “How often is he home Miss Hass? Just out of curiosity of course.”
“If she's lucky one dinner out of the entire week.” Brenda butted in.
I gave her a death glare. Before going back to awkwardly watching the movie that was playing. The dryer made a ding sound, letting me know it was done. I quickly got up to go get it for Harry. I pulled out the clothes before I folded it into a neat pile for him.
“Here, you go Mr.Styles. You can keep the clothes I don't need any reminder of that asshole anyways.” He was already standing near the door waiting for me to get his clothes.
“Thanks Miss Hass. Can I have your number just in case I need you to come get me because you know my dumb roommate.” He grinned putting a hidden dimple out on display.
I wrote it down on a piece of paper that was on the vanity near the door. With that he opened the door, and left. I plopped back down on the couch. My phone vibrated in my pocket.
I saw it was a new text.
Unkown- Hello Miss Hass. It's Harry. Just thought I text you so you have my number just to be on the safe side.
I changed it to 'Mr.Styles'
I didn't even pay any attention to the movie. I was to busy texting Harry. He's possibly my dad's only employee that actual has feelings and emotions. Who knows maybe I can finally have another friend besides Brenda.
Brenda had to go back home after the movie because her mom wanted her home because her mom wants her for something tomorrow. I wasn't paying attention to what her mom needed her for. Although I wished Brenda good luck knowing how her mom can get. But then went right back to texting Harry.
Harry finally had to go to sleep because he has work in the morning. 'I don't have anything to do anymore so I might as well go to bed.' I thought to myself while I threw on a large tee and took off my jeans.
I put my phone on the charger next to my bed. I crawled into bed and let the duvet engulf me into it's soft warmness. After that I fell asleep with a smile on my face knowing I have a new friend.

My eyes fluttered open as the bright sun shined into my eyes. I opened my eyes and squinted them to adjust to the new bright light. I groaned pushing my head further back into the white fluffy pillow to attempt to sink into the warmness and comfort of my bed.
I rolled over to grab my phone and see if I have any new notifications. I saw I had a new text, it was from my new guy bff. I smiled at that thought that I have another friend. Even though Harry probably just looks at me as the bosses daughter I can't help but to think other wise.
Harry- Good Morning Miss Hass.
I looked at the time and it was 11:23 A.M so he's probably at work. I'd hate to disrupt him at work. So I'll just text him tonight.
I set the phone back down getting extremely bored. I just graduated school and I'm already so bored with my life. I've even tried getting a small job at like a coffee shop or something but my dad won't let me, because he thinks that I'm above people that work at a coffee shop. Even though there people too and they are just trying to make a living. So instead I get to go shopping. But even shopping gets boring, when you have no friends to go shopping with.
I peeled away the warm duvet and shivered when the cold fall New York air hit my warm body. I kicked my legs off of the bed just trying to get up and do something with myself.
“What to do, what to do.” I mumbled to myself.
My feet touched the cold dark wood floor as I stood up. I really wished I would of slept with a pair of sweat pants on.
Soon the sound of my feet padding along the cold wood floor was the one and only noise that could be heard throughout the house. I was heading towards my bathroom so I can take a shower and get ready for the day. Still don't know what I'm going to do today.
After I got a shower in and I ate some cold pizza from last night for brunch. I decided I'd go to the bookstore that's out of the city borders but it's worth it. Since reading is the only thing productive that I can do with myself. I figured it would be the best thing for me.
I honked at the guy in front of me that cut me off. I HATE terrible drivers. They just piss me off. I think they piss everybody off.
After I finally got out of the hectic traffic of New York I made my way towards the bookstore. Once I finally pulled up to the little old book store I hopped out and made my way inside. I was soon engulfed in the warm cinnamon air of the book store.
I don't really know what I wish to read, I never do. I just find a book that seems interesting, I then buy it, and read it.
I made my way down teenage fiction because I always find some amazing books in that section. My dad would probably kill me if he knew I went to a old book store like this. My dad has to have 5 star everything even something as stupid as pizza. I got to love that old man though.
“Synthia?” A familiar male voice spoke.

Notes

Hopefully I'll update tomorrow! I always seem to forget to update and then I loose all intrest in a story so I'm gonna try not to neglect this story.