Side Glances

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I ran into my dorm room, blinking tears out of my eyes. I looked back and forth, calling Harry's name. I went through the rooms, looking, crying, and shouting. I hung on the door frame to my bedroom, pivoting on it, and rushing into my room, flinging myself on his body. His arms enclosed me, his lips brushing words against my ear. I sobbed into his shoulder, my open mouth on his bare skin. I sobbed and sobbed.
"Shh, what's wrong?" He played with my hair, smoothing it down my back.
"You didn't come!"
"I'm so sorry." he whispered.
"I thought you liked me!"
"I don't." He responded. I looked up, my mascara running around my eyes.
"Harry? You don't like me? But you said-"
"I lied. You really think that I'd ever like you? Psh. Do you even remember high school?" He cackled, the sound bouncing around the walls in the relatively empty dorm. "I could never like you, much less love you. You're a joke if you even thought I could love you." I pushed myself away from him, backing away from the bed.
"Harry?" He held his arms behind his head, crossing his legs.
"And to think, I had to practically beg for you to date me. What was I thinking?" I tripped over the floor, catching myself and running to the couch. I stood next to it, close to the door. He emerged from my room, standing on the opposite side. His eyes were wild, the green almost like fire. He licked his lips, a sneer on his face. "How pathetic." He side stepped the couch, coming toward me. I maintained the distance between us, stepping away every time he came closer. "To think, you're getting upset because I, someone you have no chance with, am telling you that I never loved you, and it was all a lie." I shook my head, trying to block his words.
"No."
"Yes." He insisted. I turned and ripped out to the streets, slipping on a slick patch of ice. I fell back, my head splitting on the curb. Everything went black.
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"Wake up! Please! Sasha! Wake up!" My eyes flew open, my body shooting up. Megan Sat above me, shaking my shoulders, panic on her face. I reached to feel the salty tears on my cheeks.
"What happened? Where's Harry?"
"You were kicking and screaming. I don't know, you had a nightmare, you were crying so hard. Harry, I don't know."
"Hey, is Sasha ok?" The neighbors called through the walls.
"I'm ok." I called back, sniffling.
"I hope you feel better!" they replied. I thanked them before looking back to Megan.
"That was the scariest thing ever." She flopped beside me. "Do you remember the dream? I'm assuming it's Harry-related. Do you want him here? I'll call him at-" She looked over. "One thirty six." I met her eyes.
"Would you please?" She nodded, smiling softly. "You know, Megan, you're not so bad."
"You're not so bad either." She grinned, getting up and going out. She started talking in her room, telling him to get over asap. She popped back in. "I'm going out, to leave you two alone. I'll be back in the later morning. He'll be over in twenty he said. He also said for me to tel you that'd he'd break all the speed limits to get here quicker." She winked, leaving me alone.

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