Sienna POV

My parents were in bed by eleven tonight and Ezra went to bed at eight, on Anne's couch. I had the privilege of carrying him home around ten when dessert was wrapped up.

The rest of the dinner went fine, Gab wasn't making any crude comments toward Harry, and I felt a little less awkward there at the end. Gemma here and there would peer over at us, so the only thing I am "worried" about is what she has to say.

I am watching a movie with Harry currently. We are sitting in the basement with a blanket draped over us. We decided to watch 10 Things I Hate About You, which is one of my favorites. 

"I feel bad you didn't go mini golfing with them," I say mid movie to Harry. His green eyes look over at me with a bit of confusion. His thumb grazes the low point of my back softly, which eases the pit in my stomach. 

"Why? It is late anyways and I don't need to be out," He says with furrowed eyebrows.

"Because your sister is here for only a few days," I answer. "And Gab." I look back to the TV and bring the blanket to my chin.

"Tomorrow the three of us are going out. I will get all my sibling bonding shit done and there will be no need for you to feel bad." Harry mimics while leaning over and pressing his lips to the side of my head. 

His arm wraps over my shoulders and his body clings to mine which makes my heart swell. I feel his lips touch my cheek then the top of my shoulder. 

Part of me wants to mention culinary school and how I might be going to that instead of Oregon. The other part of me feels like there is no point because we aren't a couple and where I go to school doesn't dictate anything between us.

"How did you and Gab start fooling around?" I question once the silence takes over and the only thing left is the movie playing in the background. I feel his body become tense against mine and his fingers start drumming along my thigh.

"I mean," Harry pauses, I assume to get his train of thought. "It just did. The week after we ended years ago, she came by to visit. And one thing led to another..." 

"Why did it end between you guys?" I ask curiously.

"What's with the million questions?" He says with a chuckle. "I told you back at my house why it didn't work. After a while just sex gets boring." 

The only other person I have had sex with was Logan. The two experiences have been very different and have felt very different. I was Logan's first, so I remember how scared he was but also, how excited he was also. In a way it felt like another first to me.

I don't push anymore questions, if I am being honest I don't think I can take anymore answers.

I relax my body into his hold and pay attention to the movie playing. Here and there I would feel his lips touch my skin or his fingers rest on another part of my body. 

"Have you ever watched this movie?" I murmur. I would say 10 Things I Hate About You, falls into a close second of my favorite movies. 

"A million of times," He whispers back. "I don't think there is a movie I haven't seen," I snicker by his comment and shake my head against him. 

Harry's phone ends up going off with a phone call. I hear him grunt and then reach over the couch to grab it. My eyes glance in his direction and I see the contact name "Gabby" on the screen. I feel a ball in my stomach form and I just look away with the blanket cuddled into my chest.

"What's up?" Harry says while answering. "You guys are at a party?...And she's there?" I hear his voice accelerate when he says "she's there".  "...Take her home then I don't see an issue...Well why were the both of you drinking if you knew you took the car?...Fine, fine. I'll be there soon." 

Harry hangs up the phone and tosses it to the floor. "Gotta play taxi?" I joke.

"Yeah, one of Gemma's ex's is at a party that they're at, so she's drunk and Gab drank too much," He says with a sigh. 

"Did you want me to go with you?" I ask curiously. 

"You want to go pick up two drunk girl at midnight with me?" He asks while laughing. 

"Didn't you know it is one of my life long dreams to be an Uber driver?" I joke making his head shake. His dimples appear on his cheeks which make me smile. I lean in and press my lips to his before I stand up and stretch. 

I am wearing leggings currently with an oversized tee shirt. "Should I change?" I question aloud, when I really meant to ask myself that in my head.

"No, I think you look amazing." Harry says with a gentle smile. 

He grabs his car keys resting on the end table and slides on his shoes. I follow behind timidly once I put on a pair of vans that are beaten to death and barely resemble anything anymore. 

"Which party are they at?" I ask Harry once we shut the front door behind our bodies. My parents are used to me coming and going as I please, so if they hear anything they usually assume I will be back in the morning.

"Bens," Harry grumbles. I follow with an eye roll, but who knows what's coming out of this.

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We pull up to the house party that has scattered cars along the street. All the houses following Ben's are dark, and quiet. His is full of light and volume. I would hate to be his neighbor, and I am also quite surprised he has never gotten a complaint. 

Harry takes the porch steps by two and enters the house with blaring music. You can slightly hear the base from the porch, but as soon as you walk in, the music consumes you. 

"Did they tell you where they were gonna wait?" I ask Harry, basically screaming.

"No." He responds back, sighing.

His eyes scan the living room that have a ton of people, and he looks obviously frustrated. Harry's fingers run thru his hair and he takes his phone from his back pocket. 

"Look who showed!" I hear a familiar voice say a short distance away. We turn to the direction and see Ben with two beers in his hand approaching us. I sigh and cross my arms over my body. "Sienna, I have to say, this isn't your best look." 

I roll my eyes by his comment and feel Harry's arm reach for my side. He pulls me back to where he is standing and steps in front of me. "Have you seen my sister Ben?" Harry asks, already sounding annoyed. I drop my arms to my sides and gaze around to see if they are anywhere.

"Last I saw she was outside," Ben says. I am surprised he wasn't trying to play a game and dick us around at first. "Are y'all back together? Did I bring the ultimate duo back to life?" He is clearly drunk and slurring.

Harry takes my hand and pulls me with him to the sliding doors. "He is such a prick," He mumbles.

"Just now noticing?" I say with a snicker. 

The pool area is much more quiet with much less people and music. Near the bar we see Gemma and Gab sitting hunched over. We both notice them at the same time, so we both just head in that direction.

"There you are!" We hear Gemma slur. Her hair is a mess and her clothes are half wet half dry. Her eyes look a bit red to.

"Are you ready to go? Did you drink any water?" He asks. Gab looks tired; she's just slouched on the bar with her eyes barely opened.

"She took care of us," Gab groans while pointing to the right of her.

We soon see Michelle appear with more glasses of waters and towels. Of course something at Ben's party has to include drama. 

"Look who showed," Michelle says while eyeing Harry down then me. "And his side kick." I roll my eyes now. "If you weren't gonna drive them home I was."

"Well, no need to. I got them from here." Harry says dismissively. I look at Gemma and she seemed to be passed out now, which is gonna be worse to life her if she isn't awake. 

Michelle places the bottles down on the bar, and has a lingering grin upon her lips. "What are you doing here Sienna?" 

"Just helping," I mumble. "Why?"

"I wasn't expecting you to show up at Ben's party again is all." She says while twirling her strawberry colored hair. "Harry, Gab and I were just sharing notes about you earlier,"

I look to Harry who visibly looks uncomfortable. Gab remains silent, probably because she wasn't expecting Michelle to comment. "Sienna, would you like to add? Since us three ladies have you know," I feel my heart pinch from her sentence, because I know what she is hinting at. It is sad that Michelle is sober while speaking like this.

"Let's go," Harry grumbles whole trying to wake his sister who is at this point passed out. Gab slides off of the bar stool and stumbles on her own feet. I wrap my arm around her side to support her.  "Michelle, why don't you find someone else to bother?"

"Make me the bad guy Harry, it is what you do best." She says while laughing. She replaces Gabs spot and rests her left leg over her right knee. Michelle is wearing a red tank body suit, and a short black tennis skirt. Her hair color makes her outfit look put together even though it is just two solid pieces. 

Harry scoops Gemma into his arms. She is starting to wake up but look tired as hell. "Sienna, before you go. Ask about Claire." 

"Shut up Michelle," Harry says while raising his voice.

Claire. Claire. Claire. 

Why does that ring a bell?

We leave the party moments after her last sentence, with Harry mumbling words under his breath. Gab is awake, but not lucid I feel like. I am still supporting her as she walks, so she isn't face palming to the concrete. 

We put them in the back seat, make sure they are buckles, and soon drive away. They both are passed out completely now. 

We drive in silence; awkward, thick silence. 

Do I ask who she is?

Do I even know who she is?

Ben doesn't live far from our houses, so it was a quick drive thankfully because I feel like later I will be arguing with Harry.

He abruptly parks, turns off the car, and grabs his sister. Once I reach for Gab I hear his voice. "I got her," Harry mutters.

"I am right here, I can help." I say, dismissing his tone.

"Just go to bed Sienna." He says, changing his ton.

Now I am Sienna?

I don't argue, I was doing him a favor all n all.

I close the door Gab was on, she is asleep after all, and walk up my porch.

Time to find out who Claire is.

A://N

long time no see...I know my fault.

who is Claire??? anyone remember lol

if anyone saw my board, I have all the time to write lol

~Lauren