Struggle - H.S.

I was sitting in my walk in closet, trying to put all my clothes in here, what was a difficult task to be honest because I like to put everything in the right order and I can't stand it when somebody messes that up. I have my books in alphabetical order and I work with a colour system for my homework and other appointments. I will go crazy when something unexpected happens but I try to break that a bit because others suffer from that as well but I still find it really hard.

That's also the reason why I don't have a lot of friends and I know they call it OCD but I just like to think that I'm organised and there is nothing wrong with being organised. I was really deep in thoughts that my dad startled me when he entered my closet and said my name. I actually jumped when he called my name. "Hi Dad" He smiled and he looked around him "Dinner is ready sweetie and we invited that boy from next door together with his mother and sister, so please change your outfit because you are completely covered in dust" He said teasingly and he kissed my forehead.

This was something he always did and this was his way to show me that he loved me and I wasn't complaining but I really didn't want to go downstairs because I had so much too do and my dad seemed to know that because after 10 minutes he send someone to get me. I could hear my door open and I quickly got a navy blue dress and ran out of my closet. "I'm almost ready da..." That's when I saw Harry standing they're in my door opening and he was just smirking at me "Uhm. What are you doing here in my room?" I asked him and he pulled his eyebrows up "Your dad asked me to check if you was ready but you aren't"
"Well aren't you a clever one, just tell my dad I'm coming" I said a bit rude but to my defence he had no right to be in my room.

I mean I don't even know the guy. "Jeez, you could be nice you know" He muttered whilst walking out of my room and I felt a shame creeping over my face and I was thankful that Harry left my room because when I blush it isn't a pleasant sight. My face will get really red and it's not a beautiful red because I get red sport everywhere. It's awful and no boy can ever see that. I quickly changed my clothes and put on my navy blue vans. Yes I have matching vans for my dresses, don't judge me.

When I got downstairs I heard a woman's voice, which wasn't my moms but her voice was really soft and she was sounding really nice. It was probably Harry's mother. "So you must be Anna" I heard a voice on my left say and I quickly turned towards the woman's voice and I was looking at a beautiful woman and I immediately felt insecure. "Uhm yes that's me and who are you?" I asked her and she just kept a blank expression on her face, making me rather nervous. "I'm Gemma, Harry's sister" she introduced herself and she sounded nice enough. "Nice to meet you" Hearing the nerves laced through my voice.
"Likewise but I just want to say something to you before you walk in there" that didn't make me feel any better. "Oh and what's that?" I asked her, still trying to sound polite, which was difficult because of the nerves.

"Stay away from my brother, he is no good for you" she said and I felt my mouth drop open by this because I never expected her to say this and the worst thing of it was that it only made me more curious. "Why should I do that?" I asked her a bit offended and she smirked before answering "It's for your own good, believe me" I nodded, not really knowing how to react at this but I wasn't going to listen to her, not that I wanted Harry but I want him to at least like me as a person.

"Dinner is ready ladies," My dad said and that made me smile. It was like we were visiting the queen and that's exactly how he treated us. He even pulled our chairs from the table before we sat down and that made me giggle a bit. I saw Harry's face move up fast when I did that and he stared at me with his piercing green eyes but I ignored it and put the food on my plate, which looked delicious.

I was deep in thought about what Gemma said to me and I was wondering why I should stay away from Harry and her words kept haunting me "Stay away from my brother" The way she said it. It was a warning and I quickly glanced at him and I caught him staring but when I looked up I saw that everybody was staring at me. 'Ah crap they probably asked me a question' I sighed a bit and I felt a blush creep on my face and I focussed on my mother "I'm sorry did you say something mom?" I sounded guilty, even though I didn't really do something wrong.

"Yes dear, we were wondering if you would like to play the piano for our guests?" I didn't like the spotlight like this and I felt quite nervous but I got up nonetheless "Of course" I walked over to my piano, which was a classic black one and I absolutely loved it. I took my place behind it and started "Bella's Lullaby" from the twilight movie. I think that would be my favourite piece from a movie but maybe it's because I love the books so much.

I quickly got lost in the music and I totally forgot the world around me and focused only on the beautiful melodies that surrounded me and I always had tears in my eyes when I would finish this song and this time was no difference and I had to compose myself before turning around to a major silence and I was hoping that they did like it. Even my parents were silent and normally they would clap or cheer but now they were silent.

I took a deep breath and turned around and what I saw there made me smile because my mother and dad where smiling and when I saw Harry's mother my mouth fell open because there were tears on her cheeks and Gemma was sitting there with her mouth wide open, she was shocked and then I glanced at Harry and he was looking at me with wide eyes and then they a began to clap.

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