before me. This just wasn't possible. Megan must have also thought it was amusing because I heard her giggle as Henry and Uncle Ethan were walking back to us, laughing as if they were long-time friends or something. I think I felt my heart stop for a second when Henry came and hugged me. At least I was at a hospital if I had a heart attack.
"What's going on?" I asked in suspicion.
"Your uncle knows my dad," Henry said.
"Charles Wilson! He does the finances for my clubs!" Uncle Ethan said in excitement. "I knew he had just moved here from England, but I didn't know he was your father! Guess I should have put two and two together..."
I couldn't believe it! Uncle Ethan's accountant was my boyfriend's father. There were so many surprises with this boy. I felt a huge sense of relief that Uncle Ethan and Henry were on good terms due to their newfound mutual connection.
Henry took my hand. "I must get going, pet."
I was disappointed, but I promised I would walk him back to his car.
He climbed in and rolled down the window. "Will you be coming back to school anytime soon?"
"I'm not sure, Henry," I said, tucking my hair behind my ear
He reached out the window and pulled me in close. "It'll all get better, love," he said. "You'll see."
"How do you know?" I asked.
"I'm psychic, absolutely mental..." Henry said. This made me smile. "See, already got you smiling, didn't I?" He leaned forward and kissed me softly.
I watched his taillights until they disappeared onto the highway before I went back into the hospital.
For the rest of the day, all I could think about was how sweet he was. All the stuff he'd done for me, a lot of guys wouldn't do for their own family, much less their girlfriends. I loved him so much for it. I think that feeling had been there for so long, but I never acknowledged it. I guess it scared me to think that I actually did love him. I felt sort of sick about it too, because I had probably set myself up for a big heartbreak. As soon as Lauren threw herself at Henry, he'd go back to her, I was sure of it.
Then again, maybe he wouldn't. Suddenly I wasn't sure about anything. A fake boyfriend wouldn't ditch school to spend time with his girlfriend, especially since he didn't have to. What did he tell Uncle Ethan about us? I started for Grandma's room, wondering if I could get him to tell me, but doubted that I could because Uncle Ethan was like a vault.
We stayed at the hospital for another two days. I didn't go to school at all that week and on Friday, when we got home, Lena, Amanda, Erin, Darla and Sam came over with the work I missed and helped me with all of it. Also, Grandma did get better; Aunt Joan and Stephanie said they'd stay with her until she recovered fully.
However, there's a problem with missing a whole week of school-you go back and find some things have changed. Things were always changing in high school and when I got back on Monday, I found out that Lauren and David had broken up. How the hell did that happen?
We were sitting in Drama when Henry looked at me from over the top of his script. He smiled at me and then jerked his head over to where Lauren was sitting at the other side of the auditorium. "I think it had something to do with her finding out that I skipped classes to see you last week," he whispered.
"So...what's that mean?" I asked.
"It means they're broken up," Henry affirmed, "no longer together, flying solo... probably dating someone else this time tomorrow." I sighed, looked down at the script in my lap and wondered if he knew what I was talking about...what I was trying to say. There was a fall dance next week, and with this news of David and Lauren...
Henry broke my reverie. "Thanksgiving is this weekend."
"Yeah," I said, looking back at Henry. "Meg, Uncle Ethan and I are going up to our cottage."
"So am I," Henry replied, "or at least, my stepmom's cottage. It'll be my first Thanksgiving. I'll call you, and we can stay in touch."
My smile grew and my worries about
"What's going on?" I asked in suspicion.
"Your uncle knows my dad," Henry said.
"Charles Wilson! He does the finances for my clubs!" Uncle Ethan said in excitement. "I knew he had just moved here from England, but I didn't know he was your father! Guess I should have put two and two together..."
I couldn't believe it! Uncle Ethan's accountant was my boyfriend's father. There were so many surprises with this boy. I felt a huge sense of relief that Uncle Ethan and Henry were on good terms due to their newfound mutual connection.
Henry took my hand. "I must get going, pet."
I was disappointed, but I promised I would walk him back to his car.
He climbed in and rolled down the window. "Will you be coming back to school anytime soon?"
"I'm not sure, Henry," I said, tucking my hair behind my ear
He reached out the window and pulled me in close. "It'll all get better, love," he said. "You'll see."
"How do you know?" I asked.
"I'm psychic, absolutely mental..." Henry said. This made me smile. "See, already got you smiling, didn't I?" He leaned forward and kissed me softly.
I watched his taillights until they disappeared onto the highway before I went back into the hospital.
For the rest of the day, all I could think about was how sweet he was. All the stuff he'd done for me, a lot of guys wouldn't do for their own family, much less their girlfriends. I loved him so much for it. I think that feeling had been there for so long, but I never acknowledged it. I guess it scared me to think that I actually did love him. I felt sort of sick about it too, because I had probably set myself up for a big heartbreak. As soon as Lauren threw herself at Henry, he'd go back to her, I was sure of it.
Then again, maybe he wouldn't. Suddenly I wasn't sure about anything. A fake boyfriend wouldn't ditch school to spend time with his girlfriend, especially since he didn't have to. What did he tell Uncle Ethan about us? I started for Grandma's room, wondering if I could get him to tell me, but doubted that I could because Uncle Ethan was like a vault.
We stayed at the hospital for another two days. I didn't go to school at all that week and on Friday, when we got home, Lena, Amanda, Erin, Darla and Sam came over with the work I missed and helped me with all of it. Also, Grandma did get better; Aunt Joan and Stephanie said they'd stay with her until she recovered fully.
However, there's a problem with missing a whole week of school-you go back and find some things have changed. Things were always changing in high school and when I got back on Monday, I found out that Lauren and David had broken up. How the hell did that happen?
We were sitting in Drama when Henry looked at me from over the top of his script. He smiled at me and then jerked his head over to where Lauren was sitting at the other side of the auditorium. "I think it had something to do with her finding out that I skipped classes to see you last week," he whispered.
"So...what's that mean?" I asked.
"It means they're broken up," Henry affirmed, "no longer together, flying solo... probably dating someone else this time tomorrow." I sighed, looked down at the script in my lap and wondered if he knew what I was talking about...what I was trying to say. There was a fall dance next week, and with this news of David and Lauren...
Henry broke my reverie. "Thanksgiving is this weekend."
"Yeah," I said, looking back at Henry. "Meg, Uncle Ethan and I are going up to our cottage."
"So am I," Henry replied, "or at least, my stepmom's cottage. It'll be my first Thanksgiving. I'll call you, and we can stay in touch."
My smile grew and my worries about
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