The new guy

"Oh that guy? He’s new. He hasn’t talked to anyone since he got here. Guess he’s shy. Oh shit he’s looking turn around." "You know what I heard? That he’s crazy. People say he talks to himself." "Maybe he’s not that bad you guys. I’m going to go talk to him." … "Hi, I’m Katie." He gave me a smile that sent shivers through my body. "Hi, I’m Harry"


19. Chapter 18

"You sure you’re gunna be okay by yourself?"
"Yea, don’t worry," I pulled a fake yawn, "Can I sleep in your room? I’m really tired."
"Sure babe."
He walked me to his room and tucked me in.
"Okay, I," He kissed my forehead, "Have to go. I’ll be back by dinner. If you get a craving, just text me."
He winked at me and left. I waited a couple minutes after he locked the door and got up. I peaked through the curtains and saw that his car was gone.
I instantly knew what I was looking for.
The black bag.
I ran to the closet, afraid that Harry would come back and see me snooping.
I opened the door of the closet and couldn’t find the bag. There was just shoes and coats.
I went back to his room and started searching everything, but without making obvious that I had.
I was just about to give up when I remembered his glass case.
I went over to slide open the doors, but they wouldn’t budge. There was a key hole.
I went back into the kitchen and found the drawer where he kept all of they keys. I found the smallest one and took it back to his room.
The key instantly fit in the hole. I turned it and than slid the doors open.
I looked at all of the things he had. They were a lot of random things, and than I saw it. It was wedged in the corner. The black bag. I reached on and pulled it out.
I slowly opened the bag, praying that I wouldn’t find anything suspicious.
There were clothes inside. Wow. I had tooken advantage of Harry’s trust and for what? A bag full of clothes. I felt so guilty about it.
I went to put the bag back and than something caught my eye.
A smaller black bag.
I reached in to grab it. I slowly took it out and felt something heavy.
I took it between my hands and slowly opened it.

I heard a key go in the front door lock.
I panicked and threw the bag back, closed the doors and hid the key in my pocket.
I quickly sat down on his bed and pretended to get distracted by my phone.
He walked into the room.
"Well you’re home early."
I said looking up at him.
"Yea, uh… had a little problem."
He looked pale and scared.
"You okay?"
"Yea…I’m fine."
He walked away from me and walked to his closet to change. He was taking his shirt off when he stopped.
"Did you go through my stuff?"
He was looking at his shoe boxes. Shit, I forgot to close the boxes fully.
"Ummm yea, sorry bout that. I was looking for some ummm slippers, my ankles have started to swell up a bit."
"Oh." He kneeled down and pulled out some slippers for me.
I took them from him, shaking a bit, not sure if he had believed my lie or not.
"I’m gunna go start dinner."
"I’ll come with you."
I had to put the key back. He would notice if he ever wanted to go into his glass case.
We walked into the kitchen and started pulling out stuff from cabinets and the fridge.
He paused a little and frowned.
"Whatcha looking for?" I said, looking for a reason to open cabinets.
"The cinnamon."
"I’ll help!"
He turned back to the cabinets and continued looking.
I quickly made a little opening in the key cabinet. My hand shook when I found the key and placed it back.
Right when I had placed it back, Harry spun around.
"I found it!"
"That’s good!"
I said, trying to hide the opening I had made.
He flipped back to the things he had pulled out and completely ignored the cabinet.
I slowly closed it and walked to the living room.
I was determined now. I had to find out what was in the bag.
I loved Harry and I was going to have a family with him.
But not if he continued to hide things from me.


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