Reckless (h.s)

He let the weird silence between us hang in the air,
“You know, people are right about the poker face, you’ve got a killer one. I have no fucking clue what you’re thinking,” He leans onto the doorframe.

“I’ve had to adapt one to be able to survive in this town,” I whisper back.


1. Home

I try to suppress a yawn that was escaping my lips, as I park my truck into my Grimmi’s driveway. I take in my surroundings, my neighborhood had waterfront homes that were two or three stories, and cost just over 1 million dollars. I still have no idea how we could afford such an expensive house.

My grandmother must instantly know I’m here because of the definite clatter of my vehicle. I refuse to get a new car because of all the memories it holds. Oh god, what is wrong with me? Grimmi says my father horded things too.

I hit my foot on the breaks cause them to make an awful screeching noise. I put the car in park and I see Grimmi scuttling out of the house. I jump out of the old car; and grab my suitcase off the worn-out leather seat. I was surprised that the door didn’t fall of when I closed it.

“Awe my baby! I’ve missed you so much!” Grimmi embraced me in a hug as soon as I reached her.

For the past year, I’ve been attending a college in Boston. I still remember clutching the acceptance letter for Boston University in shock. I thought I could finally escape and get a fresh start. Since I just finished my freshmen year, I came back to home to Fair Oak, Florida.

“And that piece of junk! I’m surprised it hasn’t fallen apart yet. You need a new Car Autumn,” Grimmi nags.

“I know, Grimmi, I know,” I roll my eyes.

I flinch when she hugs me tighter.

“Son of a bitch.” I curse under my breath.

“Autumn Rose Fanning!”

Grimmi hates when I swear in front of her. She says it’s not lady like.

Silence filled the air.

“So, your Mom called and she-“

“I don’t want to talk to her. You know that,” I cut her off.

“Let’s go inside so I can cook you something to eat for lunch. After the long car ride you must be starving,” She smiled, changing the subject.

A few hours later, I find myself standing on the balcony of my bedroom, my eyes fixated on the familiar landscape that I knew so well. My mind plays back the awful memories of her as I turn to face my bedroom. I glance around the room, currently in a state of disarray from unpacking.

I flop onto the bed and let out a huge sigh.

Maybe a run on the beach will help me clear my mind.

Within a few minutes, I put on my headphones, and I’m off.

Mom, I thought. A simple word, a word that I had never grown accustomed to using, even after twenty years. It still causes me so much pain even thinking about it now. I can’t-

My thoughts are suddenly cut off when I run into something hard. Not something, someone.

The wind was knocked out of my lungs as my body collided with theirs. It felt as if I had run full-force into a brick wall. My eyes widened as my feet stumbled over theirs. I felt the stranger’s two large hands wrap around my waist and hold me there, safe from falling. 

“Whoa there. You okay?” His voice was deep and velvety, almost like chocolate, memorizing with each syllable.

“Let. Me. Go.” I say with gritted teeth, trying to repress the memories.

I quickly scramble out of his grip and force myself to look away as my cheeks flushed bright red.

“S-sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going." I stutter.

I look up, our eyes meeting for the first time. To my surprise, I see a beautiful boy.

Boy, was he gorgeous. He was tall, a good foot taller than me. He had a mess of long, curly, brown hair.

“You’re Autumn, aren’t you?” 

I freeze, “How the hell do you know who I am?”

How does he know me? I’ve never seen him before. He must be a creep. Oh why are all the good looking ones creeps? 

“I’ve heard about you. I guess you’ve got a reputation around here,” he winks. 

So he’s one of those people, just like everyone else in this damn town.

“Go screw yourself asshat!”

“Asshat?” he laughs.

I don’t even respond I just walk away from him. 

“The names Harry since you’re asking!” he yells to me.

With my back still to him, I raise my arm high in the air, and I flip him off.

Shit! I can’t believe that just happened to me. Can’t something good happen to me for once?

All of a sudden, I get a text from my best friend, Melanie.

From: Mel:

Meet me at Millie’s diner in 20. I can’t wait to see you!

I tell her that I’ll be there and start to head over to the diner.

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