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Quinn POV

I'm home now.

I've been telling myself that I'd go over Harry's house to clear the air with him and say that I'm sorry for acting how I was today.

I've been telling myself this for an hour now.

I'm scared of what he would say and who will answer. My hope is either him or Alyssa. I usually don't like being around his parents because I always feel guilty. I've talked shit on his family a lot, and being around his parents after saying those things makes me feel a certain way that I can't describe.

I let out a deep breath and tell myself everything will be okay.

I walk out of my house and head to Harry's porch. I ring his door bell and wait. I hear some noise in his backyard, and I assume it's his siblings.

The front door is soon pulled open with Alyssa behind it. "Hello!" She says happily. A wide smile is on her pink lips and she looks happy.

"Hi," I return the smile. "Is uh, Harry home?" I ask.

Alyssa nods and screams,"Hazza!" Loudly.

Her yelling startles me a little but I remain calm. I soon see Harry appear. His eyes look to me then his younger sister.

Soon Alyssa walks away and that leaves us alone. A brief few moments of silent rests between us before I get the guts to finally talk. "Are you busy?" I ask timidly. He opens his mouth to speak but gets cut off.

"Oh, that's were you went." I hear Kay's voice comment. I see her tightening her pony tail and she has a smug smile on her pale lips.

I look to her then to Harry with stinging eyes. "Oh, I'm uh sorry for interrupting." I manage to say through choked up words.

I begin to walk down his porch, regretting my choice of even coming over. My feet are walking quickly, trying to get home fast. My eyes are throbbing with tears and once I'm by my porch I feel a hand pull be back.

"It's not what it looks like," I hear Harry say. I don't look at him. My eyes are burning too much and I don't want him to see me on the verge of crying. "Quinn, please look at me."

I shake my head and screw my eyes shut. His arms wrap around me and I hug him back tightly. A few tears run down my cheeks and his fingers lace through my hair, which soothes me.

"I'm sorry." I say through a mumble.

"I am too." Harry says in a gentle voice. I hold onto him more and I swallow the lump formed in my throat by the sight I just saw.

I hate Kay just as much as I hate my family. I wish I could get rid of her.

We soon break away from our hug and I wipe my eyes that let out a few loose tears. I lick my lips and manage to speak. "Why is she over your house?" I ask in a low voice.

"She wanted to hangout with me." Harry says like it's simple.

I gnaw at my lower lip, but nod. The thought of them doing more than hangout makes me sick and my eyes burn more with tears. "I'll uh, let you get back to her then." I say. I break away from his eye contact and fidget with my fingers.

"Meet me on the hill tonight at seven." He says. I nod and feel him kiss my cheek. I watch Harry walk back to his house and I close my eyes briefly before walking back into mine.

Harry POV

I close the front door behind me and I see all my siblings are back outside.

Kay appears with a smug smile. Her arms are crossed over her chest and I clear my throat.

"Lying to Quinn?" She asks me with a grin.

"I didn't lie," I state sternly.

"I wanted to hangout? We didn't hangout." She steps closer towards me and kisses my neck. I move away from her body and run my hand through my hair.

"Us—sleeping together was just me being angry and upset, nothing more." I say. "And that stays between us, okay?"

"Uhuh." Kay says with a smug smirk which makes my stomach twist.

"Don't uhuh me. Quinn won't know, right?" I ask.

"Don't worry. I've slept with Richard for three years and she didn't know."

Automatic guilt pounds through my veins. My eyes begin to sting a little. "I'll talk to later." Kay says before she leaves my house.

I keep repeating in my head that Quinn will never know.

I'm such a fuck up lately.

A://N

Last chapter of the night hehe

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~lauren

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