Complicated Freak ✓ h.s

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2 weeks? What in the world? I was home all evening yesterday, why didn't I notice his presence? I quietly sat across him and ate my breakfast, there was this sly smirk on his face that didn't want to disappear. Shaking my head of anymore thoughts, I focused on having my breakfast. Soon Dad and Harry got into a conversation regarding the next match and what he said made my eyes widen. I can already imagine my father huffing and puffing like a big bad wolf, no wonder they call him the Alpha.

"What?" I acted calm while my father glared at me "I asked if you're going to also attend the next match?" Harry questioned while munching on a banana "Also?" I heard my Dad's gruff voice and swallowed hard "Uhm, actually I won't" I quietly said and glanced up at my father "Carter dragged me to it, you know I don't like attending those matches" I defended myself before he could shout. He clenched his jaw and a nod followed, I breathed a sigh of relief and glared at Harry. He sported a nonchalant look on his face and soon breakfast was over.

"Scared of your father, huh?" I looked up from my novel to find the man of the hour standing by my room door "Leave" I rolled my eyes "Now, is that the way to treat your guest?" He smirked and I rolled my eyes once again "What are you reading?" I held up the book, showing him the cover. "Interesting, it has quite a boring ending though" he shrugged "You read?" I questioned "Yes, I am a literate person, Adeline" I felt my heart jump hearing him say my name.

"Whatever" he continued smirking at me "Nice room by the way, I had quite the admiration for your collection of lacy push-up bras" my eyes widened as he said those words "You went through my stuff?!" I shrieked and he chuckled "Well, the first day I came here, I had to stay in this room because the guestroom needed cleaning or something and I needed to put my clothes away so I opened one of the drawers, it so happened to be were your delicates stay" I sat mortified.

"You must hate me right now" I watched him lick his lips, my eyes following the movement of his tongue. Harry seemed to have caught on with what I was doing and his smirk deepened, showing off the dimples embedded in his cheeks. "Out" I said, once finding my voice, "Out of my room, Harry" I raised my voice earning a deep chuckle from him. "No need to get all perked up, love. Though you do seem a bit" I groaned at his lame reference to my breasts, I crossed my arms over my chest and gave him a look.

"Fine. I'll see you at dinner" he said in a sing-song voice. This is going to be a long week. Eventually, I finished reading my novel, I went downstairs grabbing Ella's leash and walked outside "Ella, come here baby" I called out, whistling along the way. Her paws thudded against the ground as she ran towards me "Wanna go for a walk? Let's go take a run" I ruffled her fur as she licked my face. I tied her leash around my hand, making sure my running shoes were in no way of making me trip and break my neck.

I whistled in a certain way and Ella took off. I ran behind her, the burn of my rapid movements were felt in my chest, my lungs especially. I usually take runs with my Dad but ever since he got busy with his training center I went out on my own, taking Ella with me. Having a Dad like him is amazing, he's protective of me but it can get a bit suffocating. "Wow, didn't take you for the running type" I groaned as I heard that familiar accent "What are you doing? Following me?" I turned back, nearly stumbling over my feet seeing him without a shirt, yet again.

"No, I was going for my afternoon run, you father has got me on this strict routine" he chuckled and I rolled my eyes "Hope you can keep up, I used to run for the track team" I winked and increased my speed as I ran further away from him "What, not fair" I heard Harry shout and I giggled. Within seconds he was by my side "You're not the only one that's fast, Jones" he teased and I kept quiet. "How did I not notice you in my house last night?" I questioned, slowing down as began to walk, Harry did the same. "I came in late last night after a match" I nodded "So you've been staying here for the last two weeks" he nodded

"Ever since my exams finished, I started to stay here, according to your father that was the right thing as he could train me better until I go back for my final paper" he explained "Which university are you studying at?" I tugged on Ella's leash seeing she had starting to run "Washington University" he lifted his snapback, pushing his unruly curls back before swinging the snapback around his finger "Same actually" he chuckled "What a coincidence" I then punched his arm to which he gave me an incredulous look "What was that for?" His eyes were wild "You know what for. You just had to ask me if I'm going to the next match" I said in a exasperated voice

"How was I supposed to know that you aren't allowed to go to them?" He laughed at my expense "It's not funny, Harry" I groaned "It is, actually" he continued to laugh "Last one home is a rotten egg" I blurted as I noticed myself nearing my home after running around the neighborhood. "Hey!" I heard him shout and I laughed as I ran up to the driveway "Oh no you don't!" Quite childish I suppose, Harry caught up with me and grabbed me from around my waist, pulling me behind him as he walked up the front porch

"No fair. I am the rightful winner, Harry" I cried as I jumped onto him, taking him down with me, the both of us hitting the floor with a thud "Yes!" I cheered, standing up walking inside the house before him. "In your face, sucker" I guffawed, he raised an eyebrow at me "Adeline!" I widened my eyes hearing a familiar voice "Scott?" I smiled at my best friend "Who's this?" He snarled "Harry, this is Scott my best friend and Scott, this is Harry the new guy my Dad's training" I chirped

Woah. Talk about an increase in testosterone. I watched the two boys glare at each other, surprised that they're the same height. "Okay that's enough" I said, pushing my hands in between them "Whatever" it's like they were having a secret conversation through the multiple daggers they threw at each other. Why are the male species like this? Rolling my eyes, I unhooked Ella's leash and watched her run through the house

"It's nice to meet you" Scott plastered a smile onto his face "Likewise" Harry said in a clipped tone before walking away "Really?" I raised an eyebrow at Scott "If you don't fuck him, I will" Scott sassed and I laughed.

Okay I'm stopping there before I bore you even further. I'm experiencing some writer's block at its finest so the ideas for my chapters are terrible.

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