Our relationship. It wasn't sonnet inspiring, the story of it won't make thousands want to listen. But it was complicated and it was special to us. It was certainly more than I bargained for from just seeing a boy with a football helmet across the room.


76. Seventy six

So I have to wait a week until I get to have that moment of relief when Harry's left. 

Brie and Daniel just couldn't resist extending the vacation for a whole week and my parents just couldn't resist letting them stay here which means Harry is staying here too. I'm telling Dan the whole story over the phone, from finding Harry at the barbecue to him staying here now and Dan laughs the whole way through. 

"Stop! It's not funny!"

"Yes it is!" he says, still laughing. "This is the best thing ever."

"I thought you were on my side." I complain. 

"I'm on nobody's side, Alice." he chuckles. "Harry's been my best friend for years, I couldn't keep acting all cold with him. But at the same time, you're one of my best friends too so don't worry. I just think it's funny that you're being forced to live in a house together for a week."

"I'm not going to leave my room, I swear." I say and then something else occurs to me. "Oh for god's sake, our parents are going to spend the entire time trying to get us back together aren't they?"

Dan bursts out laughing. "God I hope so. That'll get me stressed out phone calls from both of you which will keep me entertained."

There's a knock at my door then and Harry pokes his head around, avoiding making eye contact.

"Your mum says dinner's ready." he says. I nod and he leaves and Dan winces. 

"Even I can feel how awkward that is."

"I know right?" I say hopelessly. "I guess I'm going to go for an uncomfortable dinner now. Speak to you soon."

It is weird being around Harry when I think about it. At this point I've gotten used to him being a sort of stranger to me but if I think about how close we used to be and how much we truly loved each other, it's weird to be sat with him here now everything has changed. I guess that's just how it works with relationships. 

"Alice, we're going out for dinner tomorrow." my mum says and I sigh. 

"Mum, you know I'm going to dinner at Freddie's."

"Oh, are you?" she says like she didn't know. "Well we've made the reservations so you'll have to rearrange with Freddie."

I just stay quiet, not wanting to cause a scene in front of Brie and Daniel but I'm really upset with my parents. They knew I was going to Freddie's but for whatever reason they're so against the idea of us being together so they have to act all bitchy about it. I'm complaining to Freddie about it over the phone and he suggests he sneaks over tonight and I love that idea, partly because I'm rebelling against my parents but mostly because a night with Freddie sounds perfect to me.

He comes over at midnight when my parents have been in bed for a while. I wait for him at the front door and when he gets here, I can't help giggling because I'm so happy to see him. He chuckles, stepping through the front door and picking me up into a hug. 

"Shhh, you're going to get us caught." he whispers and I laugh at him, trying to shut the front door quietly. He grabs me again as I'm shutting the door, nearly making me slam it and we both burst out laughing even though it's really not that funny.

"That was your fault." I whisper through laughing. 

"What's going on?" Harry asks, coming out of the living room. Apparently he's still awake. 

"Nothing." I say as I take Freddie's hand and head towards the stairs. 

"Is he meant to be here?" Harry asks, gesturing towards Freddie.

"Yes." I roll my eyes at him. "Okay, we're going to go upstairs, I trust you're going to keep your mouth shut."

He frowns. "No, I'm not."

I frown back at him. "Why do you care?" 

"Because this is against the rules." 

"For god's sake." I mutter and then tug on Freddie's hand. "Come on."

"Later Harry." Freddie throws a grin Harry's way, making me laugh again and we go into my room. I turn around to face Freddie and pull him towards me. He chuckles and kisses me, his hands on my waist. 

"I'm sorry I can't make dinner tomorrow." I say to him. "My parents are being stupid."

"It's all good." he smiles. "I'm here now aren't I?"  

"Yeah." I smile at him and he smiles back, kissing me again. This is the nicest relationship. I always thought I partly liked all the drama when I was with Harry, it made it feel more real in a way, but I definitely prefer the way things are with Freddie. There's no drama, no arguing, we're happy just being happy and that must mean something.

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