Catch Me if You Can
Chapter 26
Colby's Point of View:
"I love you." Harry whispered.
Those were the three words I heard Harry whisper to me before I had completely passed out.
But, had I just been imagining Harry saying that to me?
Surely he doesn't really love me.
The next morning after the party, my head was pounding with a severe headache.
I took a cold shower to try to get rid of my hangover, dreching my hair from the musky smell of alcohol.
After my painful shower, I had gotten dressed, and came downstairs.
My father was sitting on the couch, with a mug in one hand, and a newspaper in the other.
"Good morning, dad." I said.
I wondered how my dad thought of me coming home drunk from a party.
My dad turned around, and smiled weakly at me.
"Morning, Colby. Come have a seat." he said, settling his newspaper down on the oak coffee table.
I sat down, preparing for a lecture.
"So, Colby. You have some really nice friends." he nodded.
I frowned. "What?"
"The boy that got you home last night? He's a nice fella."
My head was pounding, and thinking surely didn't help it.
"Who?" I asked, feeling absolutely clueless.
My dad let out a half hearted laugh as he shook his head.
"Colby, how much did you drink at that party last night? You came home in the hands of a boy, completely drenched in water."
Drenched? As in... soaked in water? My head was spinning with confusion.
"Wait, dad, who are you talking about?" I asked.
"Some boy. He has a mop of brown hair? He's really tall, too." he nodded in approval.
My eyes widened. Harry?
My face began to flush with embarassment.
Harry had taken me home last night?
He must've throught I was some idiot who couldn't handle a bit of alcohol.
How stupid was I to jump in a pool of freezing water?
"You know who I'm talking about now, right?" my dad raised an eyebrow.
I swallowed, as I nodded in shame.
My dad gave me a disappointed smile.
"Colby, I don't mind you going to parties here and there, but I don't want you completely drunk and passed out in the hands of some boy, who had to take care of you."
I stared downward, shuffling my feet in nervousness.
"Sorry, dad." I muttered.
My dad patted my shoulder. "Just don't come back drunk and soaked next time, okay?"
I let out a small laugh, as I nodded.
"Now, let's get something to get rid of that headache of your's. Your hangover must be killing you." he teased.
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"Thanks for taking me home last night." I smiled shyly.
After my small lecture from my dad, he had allowed me to go to the beach with Addison and Gerald.
I had spotted Harry on the boardwalk, so I caught up with him.
Harry ran a hand through his messy brown hair, but smiled.
"It's not a problem." he paused. "I wouldn't have been much of a gentleman if I left you at the party completely wasted."
I threw my head back in laughter, as Harry's twinkly eyes watched me.
I leaned against the railing of the boardwalk, letting the wind blow my hair back.
"Thanks for caring, though." I smiled.
Harry narrowed his eyes at me, watching me intently.
"I'll always care."
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