Hurdles

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.

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24. Twenty four

It's a pretty quiet drive over to Taylor but an okay quiet. He's just driving along like he's thinking everything over and he's still kind of down but he seems more peaceful in a way. I can't bring myself to actually phone my parents and tell them what's happening because however much they like Harry as my friend and like his parents, they would not approve of me sleeping at his house, let alone leaving the city to stay in a hotel with him. I just text them instead, telling them I'm safe and that Harry is too and that we'll be home tomorrow.

Taylor really isn't that exciting, just a quaint little place, but there is a little hotel there so we book a room for the night last minute. It's a room with a double bed because that's the only one that's left and think it's going to be awkward but I don't really get a chance to feel uncomfortable because I'm just so tired that I go sit on the bed straight away, leaning against the wall. He comes over too, leaning back into me, his head on my shoulder. Again, I wait for this to feel weird to me. I always think things like this will feel uncomfortable or awkward but they never do. I link my hands at his chest, relaxing a little too.

"Are you happier to be here?" I ask him. It's weird to hear my voice again after it being quiet for so long. 

"Yeah." he says, raising one of his own hands to where mine are linked. "Thank you."

"It's okay." I say, smiling. I've never had to care for someone this deeply before and it is a good feeling, to know I've made him feel better.

"You're the best." he says, relaxing more. "Nobody has ever been so nice to me."

"The guys have."

"Not this nice." he chuckles. "You've gone above and beyond." 

"It's just a hotel room." I laugh a little. 

"It was the best idea though." 

"I'm glad you think so." I say and he's quiet for a moment before he speaks again.

"We're both going to be in so much trouble." he says.

I groan. "Oh my god. Don't remind me."

He chuckles, sitting up and turning back to face me. I've never been more endeared by him than in this moment. His eyes are all puffy because he's tired and his hair's kind of a mess and his t-shirt's a little crinkled from sitting in the car but he's right there in front of me, with me when he could be with anybody else. That makes me so happy, the kind of happy that makes my chest tight but makes me calmer at the same time. 

"Shall we go to sleep?" he asks softly and I nod.

So we get under the covers, say a few more things, say goodnight and fall asleep on separate sides of the bed.

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