Quinn POV

It's the weekend now and Harry and I have been good.

He's been acting a little strange and I don't know why. I think it's because we have to get used to each other again, maybe, since everything.

We're currently in my room watching movies like usual. It seems to be our thing, which I like.

"Quinn?" I hear him ask me.

"Yes?" I take my attention off of the screen and look to the boy seated beside me.

"You know that you mean a lot to me, right?" He asks. I nod.

"Why are you telling me this?" I ask curiously.

"I'm just making sure you know," He gives me a weak smile.

I lean in and kiss his cheek. "You mean a lot to me too," I say with a gentle smile. His hand slips on top of mine and he just grins softly. "Can I get you anything?" I ask.

"No, I'm good. Thanks." He declines. I nod then look back to the television.

His hand still holds mine, which makes me smile in the inside.

***

Around four Harry had to leave because a shift he had for the hotel restaurant.

I was sad that he had to go, but didn't show it. Just the thought of being alone makes my insides twist.

I'm just a little worried by how he's been acting. Like he's more—I don't know. Maybe different? I want to ask him about it, but then again I don't want to push anything.

I'm currently picking out my outfits for the week, hoping to have some cute outfits. I might buy some more clothes online later for next week, so I'm not reusing the same clothes already, that would be bad.

I also need to get my nails done. They're old looking.

My phone buzzes beside me and I look and see it's Joy.

Joy: girls night?

Me: who's going?

Joy: Kay, kat, Ronnie, and Kris

Me: Idk :/ I wanted to catch up with some school stuff

Joy: np!!! I'll ttyl

I lock my phone and sigh. If Kay wasn't going I would for sure have gone. Plus with Richard might being there, I don't know how I'd feel.

I lay down in my bed and sigh. I need more friends, and I can't always rely on Harry to make me happy or keep me from feeling lonely.

I just wish I was more to people than what I seem to be lately.

***

Monday rolls around quicker than what I thought. I usually don't mind going to school, but today I'm just not in the mood.

I get random compliments from some boys I walk, and I just say a muffled thank you and keep on walking. I stop by my locker and see Joy talking to David across the hall. They're both smiling and seem happy.

Harry and I haven't hung out since Saturday, which is okay because I spent all of yesterday sleeping. I never knew I needed that much sleep until now.

"Hey," I hear a voice say besides me. I glance over my shoulder and see Harry. He has a faded smile on his lips.

"Hi," I say. I grab my binders then look back to him. "You okay?" I ask

"I didn't get home till three in the morning," Harry lets out a sigh and runs his hand full of rings through his hair.

"It's seven now. You only got two three hours of sleep?" I ask with semi wide eyes.

"Yep." Harry yawns.

"It isn't good to be working all of these hours," I tell him.

"Evan's birthday this week and I just have enough to buy him things." Harry tells me, which makes my head tilt.

"You're a good brother, I hope you that." I say honestly.

"Thank you Quinn." His eyes soften by my words.

"When is his birthday?" I ask curiously. I shut my locker and press my binders against my chest.

"The 8th." He tells me. I nod. Harry yawns again, which makes me snicker a little.

"Maybe get some sleep during lunch?" I come up with.

"I'll try." His hand tugs through his curls that are a little messy, but cute of course. "I feel like going home, but my Mom would yell at me for letting work mess up my schooling."

"I'm sorry." I frown, which makes him smile a little.

"Don't be," Harry rubs his tired green eyes. "You look beautiful today." He compliments.

I'm wearing ripped blue jeans that are loose fitting and are rolled up at the bottom. My shirt is plain white with a pocket and my shoes are black high top converse. My hair is in a messy bun as well.

"I don't feel cute today." I say through a sigh.

"Well you should because you do indeed look cute." Harry gives me a gentle smile.

"I feel bland and basic," I admit. "But in general I feel like blah so that's why I'm dressing like I'm blah."

"Well, to me you don't, you look amazing." He says with a gentle grin.

"What's with all the compliments today?" I ask. "It's the most you've given me all at once."

"I'm just making sure you know what I think." Harry tells me through a slight hum. I raise my eyebrow at him.

"Are you sure everything is okay? You've been acting a little strange." I ask curiously.

His mouth opens to speak but he gets cut off. "Good morning!" I hear Kay say beside us. Her voice is peppy and happy. I say back a muffled morning as well as Harry. "Oh Quinn, what happened to you?" She asks me.

"Excuse me?" I ask.

"Your clothes. You look terrible today. I'm wondering what happened." Her voice sounds sincere, but it's obviously fake.

"Well, if I look terrible one day out of the year, and you look terrible all days through the year, I guess I'm doing okay then. Anything else? Or do you have an STD to spread around more?" I ask, my voice is snapping a bit.

Her eyes glance to Harry whom she smirks at. Kay walks away, pretending to strut an ass she doesn't have. I roll my eyes at her and look back to Harry.

"Is that how you guys always talk?" He asks me.

"Usually." I say through a huff. I lean against my locker and lick my lips.

Harry nods and his eyes meet mine. "Are you busy tonight?" He asks me.

"Nope." I say with a gentle smile.

"I uh, kinda want to talk to you. So um—maybe around six we can meet up somewhere?" He offers. My eyebrows furrow.

"Sure. The hilltop?" I ask.

"Sounds good," The bell saying homeroom starts in five minutes ring. "I got to get going. I'll see you later."

I nod and he kisses my cheek. I frown a little which makes him shake his head with a chuckle. Harry pecks my lips before walking away.

I look beside me and some people I know staring at me with wide eyes. I just wave at them, pretending not to care that they seem to be bothered with whom I'm seeing. They wave back, playing off like they didn't just have a shocked look on their faces.

I wonder what Harry wants to talk about.

A://N

Holaaa

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