Harry POV

I sit in the living room Saturday afternoon, bored.

I can't get up to do something because my younger sisters are sleeping on me. Alyssa has her head on my shoulder, and Lola is on my lap sleeping in a small ball comfortably.

Lola is turning three soon, and I'm not ready for her to grow up more, as sad and odd as that sounds.

I just don't like the thought of any of my sisters dating. I know Gemma has a boyfriend, and that makes me cringe a lot. Also, it's hard not to think Alyssa and Lola like they're mine sometimes.

I have raised them practically, and sometimes I forget I'm just their older brother. So, I'm just protective over them most of the time and want them to stay small and innocent as long as possible. Of course I'll say the opposite once I want to leave the house or something though.

A few minutes later I manage to get out of my sister's hold. I drape a blanket on the two and make sure they're comfortable before walking to my room, where I see my Mother. She's standing by the dresser and is tapping something against her hand with an annoyed expression.

What makes my stomach fall is her holding the box of condoms I bought.

Fuck.

"What's this?" She asks while staring at me. Her hand raises up the box of condoms.

"Balloons." I answer. Her jaw tightens at my remark. The last time she found condoms in my room was when I was with Destiny and she grounded me for a good two weeks. Of course that didn't stop me from using them.

"Why do you need this? Are you and Quinn doing it already?" My Mother asks with wide brown eyes.

"I'm not answering that." I tell her.

"Jesus. I thought this house would signal for you to not have sex. I'm even surprised Tyler hasn't knocked anyone up yet!" She exclaims. "And you better not be having sex in my house. There is a reason why I want you to keep the door open, Harry."

"I'm not having sex here." I tell my Mother.

"I bet. I can only assume why you threw out your mattress the last time," Her brown eyes narrow at me. "I don't want to see another box in your room."

"Why were you rummaging around my stuff?" I ask my Mother.

"Your brother had the box and he was blowing them up and showing me how funny it looks," She tells me. I roll my eyes by Evan looking around my side of the room again. "I doubt a seven year old is having sex, and that leads to you." Her arms cross over her chest.

"Who said I've used them?" I ask.

"Hm, Evan used two. The box holds twenty five. There are twenty two. I wonder where that other one went." She says while staring at me.

"Magic." I say.

"Don't let me find another box in my house, okay? I don't want to know if you're doing it" Her eyes are on me intensely but her voice lowers.

"K." I answer with shrugging shoulders.

"Yes Mom. I'm sorry for being so careless with my condoms and letting my brother find them. I will be more careful next time." She says in that parenting way that makes you want to roll your eyes.

She soon leaves my room, and I follow behind her a moment or two later. "Evan!" I shout from the bottom of the stairs. I hear small footsteps run the opposite direction of me. I take the steps by two and see my little brother running towards the den.

I shake my head and roll my eyes. I'm not going to go after him. Just knowing that he knows he did something wrong makes me feel better.

***

I lay on Quinn's bed around nine. My head is pounding a little from my siblings. They can be so loud sometimes.

Quinn's head is on my shoulder and her arm is draped over my body comfortably. This becomes our usual position when we cuddle, which is most of the time.

"Wanna hear something funny?" I ask my girlfriend while stroking her lower back.

Her brown eyes peer up at me when I spoke. "Yeah." She says.

"Evan found my condoms in our room and he was blowing them up like balloons," I tell Quinn who chuckles. "Then my Mother kind of yelled at me for having them."

"Well, yeah. I wouldn't want to know if my son was having sex either," She says like it's obvious. "Does this mean she doesn't like me now?"

"She didn't say anything about it, so you're fine." She nods and leans up and kisses me before straddling my lap.

"Thank you." Quinn says, which makes my head tilt.

"For?" I ask with narrowed eyebrows. My arms wrap around her waist and my fingers seep into her sides.

"For not complaining about I've been acting these past weeks," Her fingers play with my hair that's by my ears. "It means a lot to me."

"You don't have to thank me." I tell my girlfriend who looks into my eyes. Quinn leans down and plants her lips onto mine. Her lips taste like strawberries and they feel soft against mine.

"I love you." She says, which makes me smile at her.

"I love you too." I say while stroking her soft cheeks.

Quinn rests her head back down on my chest and my arms hug around her protectively. I kiss the top of her head and stroke her brown hair.

I don't think we'll be having sex again anytime soon, and I'm fine with that. I just have to make sure I don't slip up and make a move. All I need is for her to feel uncomfortable with me and act distant. We just have to ease back into things whenever she's fully okay, and who knows how long that will be.

I feel Quinn kiss my cheek which makes my dimples appear on my cheeks. I'm so in love with this girl it's crazy.

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