The Last Goodbye

Staring back at me were two wide awake adults, also known as my parents. "Hi." I said greeting them innocently. "Is there something you would like to tell us Tori?" My mother asked me. "Umm lets see." I said pretending like I was really thinking about something. "No I don't think so." I said.

"Then why would Chloe come in our bedroom and say you had a boy in your room?" My Dad questioned. At that moment it felt like I was in the midst of an interrogation. I was hoping Harry had disappeared or hid somewhere, because I really wasn't up for telling them about him. "Is Christian in here or not?" Dad asked.

"What? You guys should know me better than that already." I expressed hoping that they would finally end this conversation. The two of them looked at me than back at each other. Their facial expressions had changed.

"Good, because you know the rule about boys." Mom added. Dad had turned around to look at my little sister who was standing in the hallway with her mouth wide open.

"Your mother and I will have to think of a suitable punishment for you for lying on your sister." Dad said walking past Chloe. My mother followed in behind him.

"This isn't over." Chloe said giving me a beastly look.

"It never started." I argued back just as I closed my door. I leaned my back against the door relieved they left before they could see Harry. I felt somewhat guilty for getting Chloe in trouble, but she shouldn't have went running to my parents. I heard noises coming from inside my wardrobe. I opened the door and Harry came toppling out.

"We almost got caught." I said helping him off the floor. "What would you've told them if they did see me." He asked. "I would have told them the truth." I answered. "No you wouldn't." Harry said.

"How would you know?" I shot back. He went over to my sink and picked his shirt up and walked backed over to me. "I just know." He said before walking over to sit in my window.

"What were you going to tell me before my parents came in?" I asked taking a seat on my bed facing him.
"Who's Christian?" He asked me.
"I asked you first." I told him.
" No really who is he?" He asked this time looking at me.

I hadn't thought about Christian all day. Which is odd because he is my boyfriend.He had been my friend since eighth grade. In the tenth grade my best friend Beth told him I liked him. Ever since then we'd been dating each other.
"He's my boyfriend." I was confused as to why I was so nervous to telling Harry. It took a minute before he responded.

"Your boyfriend." He repeated.

" Yes, I have a boyfriend." I said. It was silence between us. He didn't say anything and I didn't know what to say.

"Okay I answered your question its your turn to answer mine. What was so important that you came over here to tell me?" I asked trying to break the awkward silence.

"It's late you should get some rest."

"You can tell me." I told him.

"Goodnight Victoria." And with that I got under my blanket and covered my face. When I thought he was sleeping or if he did. I pulled the cover away from face. He was still sitting up with his head resting on the wall and he was staring at me.

When I woke up I felt tired. Last night I couldn't get comfortable and I kept tossing and turning. I'd wake every ten minutes to see if Harry was still there. I eventually gave up. I just couldn't keep my eyes open anymore. I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand, because my face felt oddly wet. I got out of bed and went over to my vanity and my eyes were red and puffy.

Like I had been crying. I didn't have a clue as to why I would have been crying. The only thing I remember from late last night was..... I shook the thought from head because it had to been only a dream. After I had washed my face I noticed Harry was gone. I laughed to myself because maybe he was never really here.

Or I just might be in some sort of hallucination, because when I got downstairs sitting at the kitchen table was mom, dad, Chloe, Christian, and just my luck Harry Styles...

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