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Quinn POV
The weekend with my grandma was nice. I enjoyed having time alone with both Harry and her. But I wish we could've stayed longer.
We left the house around Saturday afternoon to make it back home Saturday night.
My birthday is in two weeks, so hopefully I can see my Grandma again if she wants to drive down. Or maybe I'll drive up to her house to save her the trip.
I sit on my bed, doing last minute homework, Sunday morning when something startles me. I look outside my window and see four little kids running around Harry's yard. A smile creeps onto my lips on how his siblings are home. But, my head tilts wondering where Harry is during this.
Harry POV
I sit in my room watching TV before my long shift at work.
Loud foot steps make their way towards my room and I see the door fly open and a tiny body walk in.
I keep my eyes on my small TV and not focus on who's in my room.
"Hi Haz." I hear Alyssa's voice say to me.
I look over at my sister who's standing beside me. "Hello." I greet.
"Did you hear that Mommy is a nurse now?" She asks me.
A few weeks ago, my Mother got the position of a nurse in a hospital. I was happy for her, and I was relieved, since now I don't have to work three jobs because she's making way better money now.
This also means my siblings can come home very soon. Once she has a few pay checks in, my parents can have their kids back, which I guess is good.
"Yeah, I know." I say to her. I look back to my TV and sigh. I don't want to go to work today. I want to sleep.
"Are you happy for her?" She asks me. My eyes are still on whatever show I'm watching.
"Yeah." I answer my younger sister while running my hand through my curls.
"Are you going to come upstairs to say hello to everyone?" She asks.
"I'm leaving for work in 20 minutes so, then I guess I will." I answer Alyssa's question.
"You're being mean to me." She says while crossing her arms and scowling her eyes. Her foot stomps against the carpet under her feet and Alyssa looks overall angry now.
"How?" I ask my sister curiously. I haven't said anything to her that would cause her to be mad.
"You just are," Alyssa states. "Are you not happy we're home for a few days?"
"Eh, I liked the house silent," I half joke with a chuckle. Her bottom lip quivers and her hazel eyes well up. "Alyssa-"
"I don't like you anymore." She says before stomping away.
Sometimes I forget that she's only four and can't really understand jokes.
I sigh to myself and leave my room a few moments later. I take the stairs back up by two and walk down the hall, where I see everyone standing.
Alyssa is in my Mothers arms, crying I assume. My Mom's eyes look to me and her head shakes.
"I was joking." I tell her.
"Just leave for work. I don't want you upsetting anymore children before you leave." Her words make me roll my eyes.
I grab my car keys resting on the table top of the table near the front door, and slam the door behind me. I don't even want to go to work.
I get into my truck and drive away.
***
I sit in Zayn's room playing video games and drinking beer with him and Tom.
"Did you tell your boss you're not going in?" Zayn asks me as I give him the Xbox controller.
"Yeah, I texted him saying I was sick." I say while slouching back in the chair I'm seated in.
"Don't you need the cash?" Tom asks me.
"Probably." I say before finishing off my beer. I grab another one from his mini fridge and sit back down.
"Are you and Quinn having a fight or something?" Zayn asks me with a snicker.
"No, why?" I ask.
"Because you never skip work to get drunk." He says with a chuckle.
"There is a first time for everything I guess," I mumble while sipping my fifth beer. "Die already Tom. I want to play." I tell my friend.
"It's not my fault that you suck at Call of Duty." He says to me. My eyes roll playfully and I sink back in the spinney chair.
"I'm gonna smoke, just as a warning," Zayn says while reaching over for his weed on his mattress.
"Can I have one?" Tom asks Zayn who's about to light his blunt.
"You owe me thirty dollars, remember that," He says while passing him a blunt. "Haz, you want one?"
I've only smoked weed once and I was fifteen.
I debate for a while until I give in. I reach for the blunt in Zayn's hands and grab the spare lighter beside me.
This should be an eventful night.
Quinn POV
Around seven o'clock at night, I hear a knock on my front door.
I get off of my couch and drape my throw blanket over my body more. I'm only wearing a tank top and I don't know who's behind my front door.
When I slowly pull my wooden door open, I see my boyfriend. A wide smile is on his pale looking lips and I can already tell he's drunk.
"Hello!" He exclaims through laughter.
Is he high?
His eyes look a little more wider in a sense, and he smells like weed. I bite my lower lip and scowl my eyes at him.
"Did you drive here?" I ask.
"No," He says. "I walked."
I sigh by his words and allow him in my house. "Go upstairs." I tell him.
"Yes ma'am." Harry giggles. He stumbles up the stairs which happens to make me chuckle. He starts walking towards the bathroom.
"Do you need to pee?" I ask him.
"No, why?" He asks while looking at me. Harry stumbles on his feet while trying to turn around.
"You're walking to the bathroom." I guide him to my room which isn't near the bathroom that he was walking towards.
I close the door behind him and tell Harry to sit on my bed. He obey's and sits down.
I sit down beside Harry and see his eyes look over to me. "You're Quinn right?" His finger pokes my cheek.
"Yes." I tell him.
"You're not lying, are you? She wouldn't be happy if I was over some girls house." His words come out like a slur.
"I'm glad you know me well." I say through a murmur.
"So you're my girlfriend?" Harry asks me.
"Yes." I answer.
He nods and lays down. "You don't look like her," My eyebrows furrow by his words. "But I can't really see straight so I don't know." Harry laughs loudly.
"I'm glad you find this amusing," I mumble. "Can I get you anything?"
"No, I'm swell." He hums.
"Why did you get high?" I ask him.
"Cause I'm stressed." Harry answers me with a sigh.
"What about?" I ask. He never tells me anything wrong with him, and that's one of the things I hate about our relationship.
"My life after high school," Harry says through a slur. "I don't know what I want to do. I doubt I'm getting into any good school, so I'll probably be a bum the rest of my life."
My heart pinches by his words. "A lot of the schools you applied for have a high acceptance rate." I assure him.
"But they're none of the schools my girlfriend applied for," He mumbles. "And I don't want to graduate in a few months because that means I'll be apart from her, and long distance relationships never last." Harry explains to me which makes me frown.
"How do you know she didn't apply to any of the schools you did?" I ask him. I guess he doesn't know who I am, so I'll speak to him like I'm not his girlfriend.
"Because she's better than community college or whatever college I applied for." Harry says through a mumble. My eyes are throbbing by his words.
"You shouldn't think that." I tell him.
His shoulders shrug and his fingers wipe his eyelids. "Should I just end things with her?" My bottom lip trembles by his words.
"No, why do you want to end things?" I ask.
"Because I don't want to fall more for her, only for us to not work out," Harry tells me.
"Nothing will happen to us--you guys." I say while squeezing his hand, resting beside his body.
"I know she's going to Harvard, and I'm going to some shitty school here maybe," His eyes close and I hear him sigh. "I have a headache." Harry complains.
"Do you want me to get you water?" I ask.
"No, I deserve the headache." He says through a sigh.
"Are you tired?"
"Yes," He slurs. "But I want to cuddle with my girlfriend." Harry holds one of my blankets against his chest.
"You can call her," I come up with.
"I don't want her seeing me like this." He tells me through a low voice.
"Okay," I say.
"Thank you for letting me vent." I smile softly by his words and nod.
I soon see his green eyes shut, which causes me to relax more. Tomorrow is going to be some morning.
A://N
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