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Hey sorry about how long it took to get this chapter up but I had it written about a week ago and then at like three in the morning I accidently saved some homework over top of the file without thinking so yeah I lost that chapter and all of what I had written for the end of the story................now here's the thing that sucks, I may take a while to get chapters up because I go to school for four days and work three days, then with studying and homework on top of that I'm pretty much pissed and passed out by nine pm. Well anyways here it is, none of you should bitch about it because no one reviewed for the last chapter :P
happy reading!
Justine
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With a cup of fresh hot coffee in his hand Harry walked out of the kitchen and down the hallway, he stood in the door way and found Amanda in the same position as he had left her, face down in the pillow, hair everywhere and clutching the comforter for life. She was definately going to wake up with a massive headache and not in a happy state. Leaving the doorway he made his way into the living room to find the remains of the smashed beer bottle from the night before, sighing Harry took a sip out of his cup and looked at the smashed glass, he wanted to ignore it but a shard of glass in the foot didn't seem appealing to him.
"I don't even think I have anything to clean this up with,"mumbled Harry. He walked away from the living room and to the hallway, digging through the closet he found a mini hand vac and a plastic bag. Walking back to his bedroom door he closed it so the vaccum wouldn't wake Amanda up, even though it was her mess she did have a rough night and he hadn't made it any easier on her. Setting his coffee down on the table he knelt down to the mess and threw the large pieces in the bag, he found a mini hand vac and a plastic bag. Walking back to his bedroom door he closed it so the vacuum wouldn't wake Amanda up, even though it was her mess she did have a rough night and he hadn't made it any easier on her. Setting his coffee down on the table he knelt down to the mess and threw the large pieces in the bag, he found the floor sticky from the beer, 'that can wait' thought Harry as he set the back of glass aside and started vacuuming the other smaller pieces. Cleaning wasn't Harry's favorite thing to do especialy in the morning, but this wasn't a mess he could put off.
Once the floor was cleaned of glass Harry threw the bag out and was on his way to settle down on the couch with to watch some TV well waiting for Amanda to wake up when there was a knock at the door. Sighing loudly Harry walked over to the door and opened it to find Kyle standing there with a large smile on his face and a bottle of wine in hand. 'People that happy in the morning should be shot' thought Harry as he looked at his cousin.
"Hey cous welcome to summer,"said Kyle.
"Yeah, hey,"mumbled Harry before taking a sip from his coffee cup and walking into the living room to the couch.
"Don't sound so happy to see me,"said Kyle as he closed the door and walked into the living room. He took a seat on the loveseat and watched as Harry flicked on the TV.
"Sorry Kyle, it's ten in the morning,"said Harry,"Time like this is illegal." Kyle smiled and set the bottle of wine on the table and sat back.
"So come on Harry, you're off work for two whole months, you should be on clouds,"said Kyle,"What did the pretty little girl leave you?"
"She's in the bedroom sleeping,"said Harry.
"Then what the hell man, you have all summer with her,"said Kyle.
"A lot of shit happened yesterday,"said Harry,"I've got a lot more than just the summer with her."
"What happened?"asked Kyle.
"Got pink slipped,"said Harry.
"What the hell did you do now?"asked Kyle,"Daddy find out you were banging his little girl?"
"Bingo,"said Harry,"Ronnie walked in on us kissing."
"Ouch,"said Kyle.
"Well I'm not to concerned with it,"shrugged Harry,"I'll just move on to something else."
"That's the spirit,"said Kyle,"And hell think about it, ya got the girl, most men would give their right arm to have her around." Harry nodded, Kyle was right Amanda was worth losing his job for and he was regreting the way he had acted the night before.
"Maybe you should marry her,"said Kyle. Harry looked up at him with a surprised look, that was the last thing he was thinking about, it hadn't even crossed his mind.
"What?"asked Harry.
"Well you love her, you're not getting any younger and you've lost your job for this girl and you're not freaking out,"said Kyle.
"She's eighteen,"said Harry.
"Then when you're old and living in Florida you'll have the reassurance that you'll have the youngest and prettiest wife in the retirement community,"said Kyle smirking.
"Always one to point out the positive side aren't you?"asked Harry.
"It's a suggestion,"said Kyle,"And why is there a Bud label on the floor?"
"That's from the beer bottle,"shrugged Harry.
"The beer bottle?"asked Kyle.
"Amanda and me got in a fight last night and she hucked a bottle across the room,"explained Harry.
"What did you do to piss her off?"asked Kyle.
"Thanks for assuming I did it,"said Harry.
"You piss everyone off eventually,"said Kyle,"So what did you do?"
"She took off yesterday when I was getting fired and she showed up here drunk,"said Harry,"I told her maybe we shouldn't be together anymore and she freaked out."
"You're such an idiot,"said Kyle.
"I try,"said Harry.
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Amanda blinked her eyes open to find a wall of hair in front of her face. Closing her eyes again she felt like her body was laying under a pile of bricks and one of them kept smacking in to her head. 'Can't move' thought Amanda as her stomach started flipping around, her alcholic night of therapy was coming back to bite her in the ass and it was giving no mercy. Moaning she reached up slowly and pushed her hair out of her face. The bright light from beyond the curtains broke into the room engulfing her. Sweeping her hand over the other side of the bed she found it empty, slowly she raised her head and looked over to find Harry's side of the bed empty. Creasing her brow she tried to remember the events of the previous night, she remembered leaving the school and wandering around town in a haze until she found herself in a bar across town, one of her mother's after court drinking holes. She sat at the back in the corner of the bar drowning herself in booze as the minutes ticked on, around eleven she watched as her mother made her way in with her boyfriend. Quietly Amanda picked up her beer and left the bar without being noticed, then after taking the bus to god knows where she ended up at Harry's, where the drama peaked.
Inhaling deeply Amanda pushed herself up into a sitting position and moaned as she held her head.
"I need drugs,"moaned Amanda as she pushed the blankets away and shifted her legs to the floor. Holding on to the nightstand she stood up on wobbly legs, the room seemed to be shifting as she took her first step. She stumbled taking a couple of steps sideways instead of forwards, taking a moment she gained her balance and started on again. Once outside the door she heard Harry's voice and anothers, who she quickly identified as Kyle.
"Harry,"whined Amanda as she walked into the enterance of the living room not looking in good shape,"I need drugs, lots of drugs." Harry and Kyle looked up seeing Amanda standing at the end of the hallway holding on the way wearing nothing but one of Harry's shirts, her hair was a complete mess and she had large rings under her eyes from make up.
"Well don't you look beautiful dollface,"said Kyle.
"Kyle, shut up, I would hate to have to sober up and kick your ass,"said Amanda.
"Hung over but still kicking,"said Kyle. Amanda shook her head and walked over to the bathroom.
"There's advil in the cabinet,"called Harry as Amanda walked into the bathroom. She closed the door behind her and looked at herself in the mirror and moaned, the person in the mirror was not a pretty one at the moment. Immediately she opened the cabinet and observed it looking for the bottle of advil Harry told her to look for. Once she found the bottle she opened it and tapped two pills out into her hand, she popped them into her mouth then turned on the water and scooping up a handful into her mouth. Slowly as she turned off the water she smelt herself light and scrunched her nose up at the smell.
"Ugh, I stink,"muttered Amanda as she started unbuttoning the shirt she wore. She let the shirt drop to the floor and stepped in the shower. Once the warm water started falling on her she sighed in relief, she needed something refreshing. Blinking she realized that the farther she got into the day, the closer she got to the point when she had to go home to her father, it was not something she was looking forward to. He would yell and so would she, he wouldn't understand and she'd end up losing another parent. Biting her lip she started bracing herself for the fact that she may once again have to leave home, her place of residence wasn't going to be an issue this time, Harry was always there but she didn't want to be there peremantly right away, 'I should call Jess' thought Amanda as the water poured over her. She tried forgetting the soon to come going home trip, her head hurt and all she wanted to do was wash off the film of sweat, she smelt like stale booze, 'I guess you really do sweat out the booze'.
Once she was out of the shower and back in Harry's shirt she towel dried her hair and slumped against the counter as she opened the door. Walking out tiredly she found Harry to greet her, smiling slightly she walked into his arms and leaned against him. Harry wrapped his arms around her and held her close, moaning she rested her head against his chest.
"Harry did I throw a beer bottle at the wall last night?"asked Amanda softly.
"Yes you did,"said Harry smiling.
"No,"moaned Amanda digging her face into Harry's chest,"I am so sorry."
"No, it's okay, the wall and me kinda had it coming,"said Harry.
"I can't remember most of what I did last night and what I dreamed,"said Amanda.
"You were pretty plastered,"said Harry.
"I know and my ass is still taking it,"said Amanda,"I wanna go to bed." Harry wrapped his arms around her shoulders and guided her back to bed. Once she was in bed and under the covers, he laid down next to her. Amanda rolled on to her side and looked at him as she smiled.
"What happened yesterday?"asked Amanda softly knowing she didn't really want to touch on the subject of her father and what had happened yesterday but she knew she wanted to know.
"Got fired,"sighed Harry.
"Figured,"said Amanda,"I'm sorry."
"For what?"asked Harry raising an eyebrow,"I was the one who said something."
"Still,"said Amanda,"I should've just left with everyone else." Harry leaned over and kissed her forhead softly.
"No, look I don't care,"said Harry,"It's over now, who knows maybe we'll get jobs at Wal-Mart together."
"You'd look hot in those sexy blue vests,"said Amanda,"And think we could find an empty stockroom."
"So when are you going home?"asked Harry.
"Never,"said Amanda rolling her eyes.
"You will eventually,"said Harry.
"I know,"sighed Amanda,"I don't think I'll be hanging around there for long, I may go stay with Jessica for a few days after I go home."
"You can always stay here,"said Harry.
"I know, but I may need some girly comfort for a bit. If things go bad I may need to take Jessi's saying of how I'm just like family up,"said Amanda,"But don't worry I'll be visiting quite a bit."
"Things won't go that bad,"said Harry.
"My mom kicked me out for messing around with some guy, my dad is going to postal on me when I go home,"said Amanda,"But it's worth it, cause I got you." Amanda leaned over and kissed Harry before cuddling up next to him.
"I'm gonna take a nap,"said Amanda wrapping her arm around Harry.
"Well I guess I'm taking one now too,"said Harry.
"Hey, question, how could you sleep next to me last night, I stunk,"said Amanda.
"It wasn't that bad,"said Harry.
"I could've wilted trees,"said Amanda,"I reeked."
"It could've been worse, it's not like you wet yourself,"said Harry.
"That's very comforting,"said Amanda. The two of them laid there in silence, letting the emotional stress wipe over them. The next few days were going to be just as hard, but in a different way, Amanda was going have to face Scott. It was going to be different than it had been in the school with Ronnie, it was going to be one on one and more of a father daughter situation than a vice principal student one. She didn't want to have to walk away, but she was going to if she was faced with it. Scott was definately not going to take it easy, for starters he didn't even really like Harry but when the fact that Harry was involved with his daughter came along it was going to be even worse. 'I need to get my mind off of this' thought Amanda knowing she wasn't going to get any sleep. Slowly Amanda slipped one of her legs over Harry and pushed herself up to straddle him. Looking down at Harry her hair fell down in a mass around her as she smiled myscheviously at him.
"I thought you were going to take a nap,"said Harry.
"I know but see you got a good sleep, so I figure I should tire you out,"said Amanda.
"Promise me you have to vomit on me in the midst of the hangover,"said Harry.
"Ya know I don't even want to know who you've gone to bed with, with suggestion of wetting the bed and vomiting, there are serious questions,"said Amanda smiling before she leaned down to kiss him.
Hey sorry about how long it took to get this chapter up but I had it written about a week ago and then at like three in the morning I accidently saved some homework over top of the file without thinking so yeah I lost that chapter and all of what I had written for the end of the story................now here's the thing that sucks, I may take a while to get chapters up because I go to school for four days and work three days, then with studying and homework on top of that I'm pretty much pissed and passed out by nine pm. Well anyways here it is, none of you should bitch about it because no one reviewed for the last chapter :P
happy reading!
Justine
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With a cup of fresh hot coffee in his hand Harry walked out of the kitchen and down the hallway, he stood in the door way and found Amanda in the same position as he had left her, face down in the pillow, hair everywhere and clutching the comforter for life. She was definately going to wake up with a massive headache and not in a happy state. Leaving the doorway he made his way into the living room to find the remains of the smashed beer bottle from the night before, sighing Harry took a sip out of his cup and looked at the smashed glass, he wanted to ignore it but a shard of glass in the foot didn't seem appealing to him.
"I don't even think I have anything to clean this up with,"mumbled Harry. He walked away from the living room and to the hallway, digging through the closet he found a mini hand vac and a plastic bag. Walking back to his bedroom door he closed it so the vaccum wouldn't wake Amanda up, even though it was her mess she did have a rough night and he hadn't made it any easier on her. Setting his coffee down on the table he knelt down to the mess and threw the large pieces in the bag, he found a mini hand vac and a plastic bag. Walking back to his bedroom door he closed it so the vacuum wouldn't wake Amanda up, even though it was her mess she did have a rough night and he hadn't made it any easier on her. Setting his coffee down on the table he knelt down to the mess and threw the large pieces in the bag, he found the floor sticky from the beer, 'that can wait' thought Harry as he set the back of glass aside and started vacuuming the other smaller pieces. Cleaning wasn't Harry's favorite thing to do especialy in the morning, but this wasn't a mess he could put off.
Once the floor was cleaned of glass Harry threw the bag out and was on his way to settle down on the couch with to watch some TV well waiting for Amanda to wake up when there was a knock at the door. Sighing loudly Harry walked over to the door and opened it to find Kyle standing there with a large smile on his face and a bottle of wine in hand. 'People that happy in the morning should be shot' thought Harry as he looked at his cousin.
"Hey cous welcome to summer,"said Kyle.
"Yeah, hey,"mumbled Harry before taking a sip from his coffee cup and walking into the living room to the couch.
"Don't sound so happy to see me,"said Kyle as he closed the door and walked into the living room. He took a seat on the loveseat and watched as Harry flicked on the TV.
"Sorry Kyle, it's ten in the morning,"said Harry,"Time like this is illegal." Kyle smiled and set the bottle of wine on the table and sat back.
"So come on Harry, you're off work for two whole months, you should be on clouds,"said Kyle,"What did the pretty little girl leave you?"
"She's in the bedroom sleeping,"said Harry.
"Then what the hell man, you have all summer with her,"said Kyle.
"A lot of shit happened yesterday,"said Harry,"I've got a lot more than just the summer with her."
"What happened?"asked Kyle.
"Got pink slipped,"said Harry.
"What the hell did you do now?"asked Kyle,"Daddy find out you were banging his little girl?"
"Bingo,"said Harry,"Ronnie walked in on us kissing."
"Ouch,"said Kyle.
"Well I'm not to concerned with it,"shrugged Harry,"I'll just move on to something else."
"That's the spirit,"said Kyle,"And hell think about it, ya got the girl, most men would give their right arm to have her around." Harry nodded, Kyle was right Amanda was worth losing his job for and he was regreting the way he had acted the night before.
"Maybe you should marry her,"said Kyle. Harry looked up at him with a surprised look, that was the last thing he was thinking about, it hadn't even crossed his mind.
"What?"asked Harry.
"Well you love her, you're not getting any younger and you've lost your job for this girl and you're not freaking out,"said Kyle.
"She's eighteen,"said Harry.
"Then when you're old and living in Florida you'll have the reassurance that you'll have the youngest and prettiest wife in the retirement community,"said Kyle smirking.
"Always one to point out the positive side aren't you?"asked Harry.
"It's a suggestion,"said Kyle,"And why is there a Bud label on the floor?"
"That's from the beer bottle,"shrugged Harry.
"The beer bottle?"asked Kyle.
"Amanda and me got in a fight last night and she hucked a bottle across the room,"explained Harry.
"What did you do to piss her off?"asked Kyle.
"Thanks for assuming I did it,"said Harry.
"You piss everyone off eventually,"said Kyle,"So what did you do?"
"She took off yesterday when I was getting fired and she showed up here drunk,"said Harry,"I told her maybe we shouldn't be together anymore and she freaked out."
"You're such an idiot,"said Kyle.
"I try,"said Harry.
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Amanda blinked her eyes open to find a wall of hair in front of her face. Closing her eyes again she felt like her body was laying under a pile of bricks and one of them kept smacking in to her head. 'Can't move' thought Amanda as her stomach started flipping around, her alcholic night of therapy was coming back to bite her in the ass and it was giving no mercy. Moaning she reached up slowly and pushed her hair out of her face. The bright light from beyond the curtains broke into the room engulfing her. Sweeping her hand over the other side of the bed she found it empty, slowly she raised her head and looked over to find Harry's side of the bed empty. Creasing her brow she tried to remember the events of the previous night, she remembered leaving the school and wandering around town in a haze until she found herself in a bar across town, one of her mother's after court drinking holes. She sat at the back in the corner of the bar drowning herself in booze as the minutes ticked on, around eleven she watched as her mother made her way in with her boyfriend. Quietly Amanda picked up her beer and left the bar without being noticed, then after taking the bus to god knows where she ended up at Harry's, where the drama peaked.
Inhaling deeply Amanda pushed herself up into a sitting position and moaned as she held her head.
"I need drugs,"moaned Amanda as she pushed the blankets away and shifted her legs to the floor. Holding on to the nightstand she stood up on wobbly legs, the room seemed to be shifting as she took her first step. She stumbled taking a couple of steps sideways instead of forwards, taking a moment she gained her balance and started on again. Once outside the door she heard Harry's voice and anothers, who she quickly identified as Kyle.
"Harry,"whined Amanda as she walked into the enterance of the living room not looking in good shape,"I need drugs, lots of drugs." Harry and Kyle looked up seeing Amanda standing at the end of the hallway holding on the way wearing nothing but one of Harry's shirts, her hair was a complete mess and she had large rings under her eyes from make up.
"Well don't you look beautiful dollface,"said Kyle.
"Kyle, shut up, I would hate to have to sober up and kick your ass,"said Amanda.
"Hung over but still kicking,"said Kyle. Amanda shook her head and walked over to the bathroom.
"There's advil in the cabinet,"called Harry as Amanda walked into the bathroom. She closed the door behind her and looked at herself in the mirror and moaned, the person in the mirror was not a pretty one at the moment. Immediately she opened the cabinet and observed it looking for the bottle of advil Harry told her to look for. Once she found the bottle she opened it and tapped two pills out into her hand, she popped them into her mouth then turned on the water and scooping up a handful into her mouth. Slowly as she turned off the water she smelt herself light and scrunched her nose up at the smell.
"Ugh, I stink,"muttered Amanda as she started unbuttoning the shirt she wore. She let the shirt drop to the floor and stepped in the shower. Once the warm water started falling on her she sighed in relief, she needed something refreshing. Blinking she realized that the farther she got into the day, the closer she got to the point when she had to go home to her father, it was not something she was looking forward to. He would yell and so would she, he wouldn't understand and she'd end up losing another parent. Biting her lip she started bracing herself for the fact that she may once again have to leave home, her place of residence wasn't going to be an issue this time, Harry was always there but she didn't want to be there peremantly right away, 'I should call Jess' thought Amanda as the water poured over her. She tried forgetting the soon to come going home trip, her head hurt and all she wanted to do was wash off the film of sweat, she smelt like stale booze, 'I guess you really do sweat out the booze'.
Once she was out of the shower and back in Harry's shirt she towel dried her hair and slumped against the counter as she opened the door. Walking out tiredly she found Harry to greet her, smiling slightly she walked into his arms and leaned against him. Harry wrapped his arms around her and held her close, moaning she rested her head against his chest.
"Harry did I throw a beer bottle at the wall last night?"asked Amanda softly.
"Yes you did,"said Harry smiling.
"No,"moaned Amanda digging her face into Harry's chest,"I am so sorry."
"No, it's okay, the wall and me kinda had it coming,"said Harry.
"I can't remember most of what I did last night and what I dreamed,"said Amanda.
"You were pretty plastered,"said Harry.
"I know and my ass is still taking it,"said Amanda,"I wanna go to bed." Harry wrapped his arms around her shoulders and guided her back to bed. Once she was in bed and under the covers, he laid down next to her. Amanda rolled on to her side and looked at him as she smiled.
"What happened yesterday?"asked Amanda softly knowing she didn't really want to touch on the subject of her father and what had happened yesterday but she knew she wanted to know.
"Got fired,"sighed Harry.
"Figured,"said Amanda,"I'm sorry."
"For what?"asked Harry raising an eyebrow,"I was the one who said something."
"Still,"said Amanda,"I should've just left with everyone else." Harry leaned over and kissed her forhead softly.
"No, look I don't care,"said Harry,"It's over now, who knows maybe we'll get jobs at Wal-Mart together."
"You'd look hot in those sexy blue vests,"said Amanda,"And think we could find an empty stockroom."
"So when are you going home?"asked Harry.
"Never,"said Amanda rolling her eyes.
"You will eventually,"said Harry.
"I know,"sighed Amanda,"I don't think I'll be hanging around there for long, I may go stay with Jessica for a few days after I go home."
"You can always stay here,"said Harry.
"I know, but I may need some girly comfort for a bit. If things go bad I may need to take Jessi's saying of how I'm just like family up,"said Amanda,"But don't worry I'll be visiting quite a bit."
"Things won't go that bad,"said Harry.
"My mom kicked me out for messing around with some guy, my dad is going to postal on me when I go home,"said Amanda,"But it's worth it, cause I got you." Amanda leaned over and kissed Harry before cuddling up next to him.
"I'm gonna take a nap,"said Amanda wrapping her arm around Harry.
"Well I guess I'm taking one now too,"said Harry.
"Hey, question, how could you sleep next to me last night, I stunk,"said Amanda.
"It wasn't that bad,"said Harry.
"I could've wilted trees,"said Amanda,"I reeked."
"It could've been worse, it's not like you wet yourself,"said Harry.
"That's very comforting,"said Amanda. The two of them laid there in silence, letting the emotional stress wipe over them. The next few days were going to be just as hard, but in a different way, Amanda was going have to face Scott. It was going to be different than it had been in the school with Ronnie, it was going to be one on one and more of a father daughter situation than a vice principal student one. She didn't want to have to walk away, but she was going to if she was faced with it. Scott was definately not going to take it easy, for starters he didn't even really like Harry but when the fact that Harry was involved with his daughter came along it was going to be even worse. 'I need to get my mind off of this' thought Amanda knowing she wasn't going to get any sleep. Slowly Amanda slipped one of her legs over Harry and pushed herself up to straddle him. Looking down at Harry her hair fell down in a mass around her as she smiled myscheviously at him.
"I thought you were going to take a nap,"said Harry.
"I know but see you got a good sleep, so I figure I should tire you out,"said Amanda.
"Promise me you have to vomit on me in the midst of the hangover,"said Harry.
"Ya know I don't even want to know who you've gone to bed with, with suggestion of wetting the bed and vomiting, there are serious questions,"said Amanda smiling before she leaned down to kiss him.