So the rest of the summer went on. Me and harry fought everyday over absolutely nothing. You wouldn’t believe the relief I felt when an old friend from where I go vacationing called me up.
“Jazz?”
“Danielle!!!”
“Hey where have you been I haven’t seen you up here this summer?!”
“I moved out of my mom’s house. We got into this huge fight it’s a long story.”
“Well you should come up. It’s the last week of summer and there’s a big bash and everyone is coming up.”
“Yeah totally when you heading up?”
“Saturday we should get there around noonish. And were all staying at my cabin. I haven’t seen anyone in yours all summer.”
“Yeah that’s cool. Oh I'm so excited! See you soon okay?”
“Okay bye!” we hung up and I started jumping around.
“Babe what’s going on?”
“Do you remember how for a few weeks every summer my family went to the beach house? Well one of my friends from up there said a bunch of the old gang is going up for the last week of summer and they had to make sure I come. Isn’t this great!”
“Yeah it’s a shame we can’t go.” I stopped short.
“What do you mean?”
“Well it’s barely two days noticed and I have band things to do this week. There’s no way we can swing it.”
“But that doesn’t mean I can’t go.”
“So you expect me just to sit at home while you go on vacation without? Why is there some guy there that you wanna meet up with?”
“Oh my god not this again.” I rolled my eyes and went to the closet to get my suitcase.
“What do you expect me to think when you get a call from someone I’ve never heard of and are suddenly packing to go away for a week with them?”
“I thought you were going to start trusting me more!”
“I thought you were going to start earning it!” he said raising his voice.
“How am I supposed to do that!? I never did anything to make you distrust me!”
“Nothing you’ll admit to!”
“Gah I'm not having this fight again! And I'm going to the beach house. End of discussion.”
“Fine.” He stormed out and grabbed his keys. The last thing I heard was the front door slam.
“UUGGHHH!” I screamed into a pillow. I laid there for a little while before deciding it was stupid to be upset cuz he is still being a prick.
Why are you still with him?
That little voice in the back of my head asked for the millionth time this week.
Because I love him.
I finished up packing and wandered around the apartment aimlessly waiting for a text or a call or something. I flipped through the channels even though I had no desire to watch TV. I tried to read, listen to music, anything to keep my mind busy. It was around 2 when I decided I needed to go to sleep. I plugged in my phone and pulled the covers up and tried to get some shut eye.
And that lasted a total of 10 minutes before I realized it would be a miracle if I got to sleep. I kept going over all the fights we’ve gotten into over the past few weeks. I started crying and once I started I couldn’t stop. I cried and cried and cried until I fell asleep.
*
I woke up to the birds chirping their little asses off. I rolled over and tried to bury my face deeper into my pillow. After a few minutes it became apparent I wasn’t going to get back to sleep so I stretched and got out of bed. I shuffled to the kitchen to get some coffee. I passed through the living room and find Harry passed out on the couch. I roll my eyes and pass him to get to the kitchen. I don’t really try to be quiet as I slam the cabinets in the process of getting my coffee. I hear a groan and the creak of the couch as he rolled over. I filled a cup with water and got 2 aspirins and brought them into him. I knelt down and put them on the coffee table. He peaked over his shoulder at me.
“Take those. You’ll feel better.” I turned and went back to the kitchen. “I'm making coffee-”
“So I heard.” He said sitting up.
“Well no one said you had to sleep on the couch. What I was going to say before you cut me off is do you want me to make you something?”
“No thank you. And I didn’t know if you’d have me. When I came home I heard you crying.” I paused for a second and took a breath.
“I didn’t hear you come in.”
“I was quiet I figured you would be asleep.”
“Mhmm.” I stirred my coffee as a tear slipped down my cheek. I still hadn’t looked him in the eye. I felt him come up behind me. He turned me to face him. He looked at me for a second and pulled me in and hugged me.
“Why do we keep fighting like this? Why do we keep hurting each other like this?”
“I don’t know.” I croaked out and held him tighter as I cried harder.
“I'm so sorry I keep making you cry.” He said as he kissed my forehead. He let me cry myself out. When I finally stopped he pulled away and asked “Are you all packed?” I nodded.
“How does a lazy day sound? Come on let’s just veg out watch movies and stay in our PJs. We can order Chinese or pizza or whatever you want.” “Okay.” I said smiling.