Just You and Me
Only the Good Die Young
-Isabelle's POV-
Harry's mother has been unbelievable these past few days. Her mother passed away when she was young as well, so she knows everything im going through.
She keeps promising me that everything will get better soon, but I just can't see that happening in the near future.
It's been exactly a week since my mother's announced death. I can't believe how slow this week has gone by. Time slows down when you lose someone you love, the days drag by.
I do my best to keep my promise to Harry. I haven't cut once, I haven't even thought about it. I really don't want to lose him.
Today, however, passes fairly quickly. Maybe because I slept in until noon, but still. Anne forced Harry to go to school this morning. He still rarely leaves my side, and I'm grateful for that. Now that I know he won't leave me, now that I love he loves me, I can't stand to be away from him.
Anne walks in to the living room where I'm currently cuddled up in about a million blankets. "Here's your tea, darling," she says, passing it to me. "Careful, it's hot."
"Thank you, Anne. For everything. You've been amazing these past few days." i thank her quietly.
"It's my pleasure, really. Since Gemma left for school I really missed having another girl in the house!"
I smile.
"Would you like to play a board game?" She asks.
I nod. I haven't played a board game in years. Suddenly, a memory of me and my father back in Toronto pops into my head. "Do you have Snakes and Ladders?"
She laughs and nods. "Of course. I'll go fetch it. Drink your tea, you'll feel better."
I continue to sip at my tea, slowly but surely, until Anne returns with the game. She sets it up on the coffee table and we sit on pillows on the floor.
About halfway through the game, I call her out on it. "You're letting me win." My mother used to do the same thing. A sharp pang of loss hits me, but I push it away.
"No I'm not," she protests. She's a very bad liar.
"Anne, you just rolled an eight, but you only moved five squares."
"Oops, my mistake!" She says. "Here, let me take your mug for you."
I follow her into the kitchen. "You don't have to feel bad for me, you know," I say. "I really appreciate everything you're doing, but don't feel bad. Things happen."
She pauses. "I know, dear. I know. I just remember what it was like, and I really don't want you to go through what I did. It was so painful, but it gets better. Everything will be better soon," she says as she pulls me into a motherly hug.
All this talking about my mother would normally bring tears to my eyes, but I haven't cried in a few days. I've run out of tears. Now, all that's left is a sad, empty black hole, sucking out all of the happiness from inside me.
I hear the front door open and smile. I missed Harry, even though he's only been away for six hours.
I run like a little kid to the door, and he takes me in his arms the second he sees me. "How are you today, love?" He asks as he breathes in my scent.
"Better," I say, smiling weakly.
"I have a surprise for you, go get dressed."
I really don't want to, but I can't argue with his beautiful gemstone gaze. Plus, I haven't seen the sun shine in three days.
I slip on my favourite ripped Jean shorts, a flowy tank top and I throw my tangled hair in a loose ponytail. Considering the events of the past week, I think I look pretty damn good.
I follow Harry out to the car, and he helps me in. Once we get on the freeway, I stick my head out the window and let the wind run through my ponytail. Being outside makes me feel better already.
"Harry?" I ask.
"Mhm?"
"Will you sing for me?" I know he won't sing unless I'm sad, so I give him my best sad face. It works. I knew he couldn't resist.
He gives a small nod before starting. "Once in a lifetime, it's just right, we made no mistakes. Not even a landslide, or riptide, could take it all away. Somehow, it feels like nothing has changed, right now, my heart is beating the same. Out loud, someone's calling my name.... It sounds like you. When I close my eyes, all the stars align, and you are by my side, you are by my side..."
I get lost in his voice on the eternally long drive there. Even after the song is long over, I still hear his beautiful voice vibrating inside my skull, planting little flowers in even the dustiest, darkest parts of my soul.
I don't even know how I'd survive without him.
We arrive at a foreign building. "Come on," Harry says, taking my hand to guide me.
"Two, please," Harry says to the cashier behind the glass. Where are we?
He hands her a few dollars and she lets us in.
I look around the dark room at all of the glowing blue tanks, filled with a million colours. Suddenly, I know where we are, and my face lights up like a kid on Christmas Morning.
"Harry, you didnt!" I almost scream. He took me to the aquarium.
He laughs, his dimples popping, and he guides me around all of the tanks. I absolutely love it here.
Every single tank has something new in it, something different from the last; each one is unique.
"Harry, come look at these ones!" I shout. "They're like Nemo!"
I absolutely love Finding Nemo.
Harry laughs at me before leading me to the next room.
Finally, we arrive at my favourite tank. The dolphins.
We watch in silence as they spin around, jumping in and out of the tank so gracefully, gliding perfectly in the cold water. Harry looks over at me before he leans in and kisses me.
This kiss brightens my entire day. It's the kind of sweet, gentle kiss that makes you want to float on the clouds and slide down rainbows. I swear I can see sparks flying high above our heads, all the angels calling out.
He deepens the kiss, swiping his tongue over my bottom lip, asking for permission. I grant it, and his tongue grazes over mine hungrily.
I pull away. We can't do this here, it'll be too hard to stop. Besides, we've been here for hours. Anne will be wondering where we've gotten to.
Harry refuses to sing for me on the drive back, but I don't complain. Just hearing his voice once is enough for a lifetime.
Anne has really outdone herself. She made a beautiful casserole for dinner, with more sides than I can count. We eat in a comfortable silence, enjoying all of the food.
I crawl into bed with Harry early, craving the feeling of his warm body pressed into mine. We just lie there, our actions speaking so much louder than our words ever could.
For the first time since my mother's death, I fall asleep relatively happy.
Harry's mother has been unbelievable these past few days. Her mother passed away when she was young as well, so she knows everything im going through.
She keeps promising me that everything will get better soon, but I just can't see that happening in the near future.
It's been exactly a week since my mother's announced death. I can't believe how slow this week has gone by. Time slows down when you lose someone you love, the days drag by.
I do my best to keep my promise to Harry. I haven't cut once, I haven't even thought about it. I really don't want to lose him.
Today, however, passes fairly quickly. Maybe because I slept in until noon, but still. Anne forced Harry to go to school this morning. He still rarely leaves my side, and I'm grateful for that. Now that I know he won't leave me, now that I love he loves me, I can't stand to be away from him.
Anne walks in to the living room where I'm currently cuddled up in about a million blankets. "Here's your tea, darling," she says, passing it to me. "Careful, it's hot."
"Thank you, Anne. For everything. You've been amazing these past few days." i thank her quietly.
"It's my pleasure, really. Since Gemma left for school I really missed having another girl in the house!"
I smile.
"Would you like to play a board game?" She asks.
I nod. I haven't played a board game in years. Suddenly, a memory of me and my father back in Toronto pops into my head. "Do you have Snakes and Ladders?"
She laughs and nods. "Of course. I'll go fetch it. Drink your tea, you'll feel better."
I continue to sip at my tea, slowly but surely, until Anne returns with the game. She sets it up on the coffee table and we sit on pillows on the floor.
About halfway through the game, I call her out on it. "You're letting me win." My mother used to do the same thing. A sharp pang of loss hits me, but I push it away.
"No I'm not," she protests. She's a very bad liar.
"Anne, you just rolled an eight, but you only moved five squares."
"Oops, my mistake!" She says. "Here, let me take your mug for you."
I follow her into the kitchen. "You don't have to feel bad for me, you know," I say. "I really appreciate everything you're doing, but don't feel bad. Things happen."
She pauses. "I know, dear. I know. I just remember what it was like, and I really don't want you to go through what I did. It was so painful, but it gets better. Everything will be better soon," she says as she pulls me into a motherly hug.
All this talking about my mother would normally bring tears to my eyes, but I haven't cried in a few days. I've run out of tears. Now, all that's left is a sad, empty black hole, sucking out all of the happiness from inside me.
I hear the front door open and smile. I missed Harry, even though he's only been away for six hours.
I run like a little kid to the door, and he takes me in his arms the second he sees me. "How are you today, love?" He asks as he breathes in my scent.
"Better," I say, smiling weakly.
"I have a surprise for you, go get dressed."
I really don't want to, but I can't argue with his beautiful gemstone gaze. Plus, I haven't seen the sun shine in three days.
I slip on my favourite ripped Jean shorts, a flowy tank top and I throw my tangled hair in a loose ponytail. Considering the events of the past week, I think I look pretty damn good.
I follow Harry out to the car, and he helps me in. Once we get on the freeway, I stick my head out the window and let the wind run through my ponytail. Being outside makes me feel better already.
"Harry?" I ask.
"Mhm?"
"Will you sing for me?" I know he won't sing unless I'm sad, so I give him my best sad face. It works. I knew he couldn't resist.
He gives a small nod before starting. "Once in a lifetime, it's just right, we made no mistakes. Not even a landslide, or riptide, could take it all away. Somehow, it feels like nothing has changed, right now, my heart is beating the same. Out loud, someone's calling my name.... It sounds like you. When I close my eyes, all the stars align, and you are by my side, you are by my side..."
I get lost in his voice on the eternally long drive there. Even after the song is long over, I still hear his beautiful voice vibrating inside my skull, planting little flowers in even the dustiest, darkest parts of my soul.
I don't even know how I'd survive without him.
We arrive at a foreign building. "Come on," Harry says, taking my hand to guide me.
"Two, please," Harry says to the cashier behind the glass. Where are we?
He hands her a few dollars and she lets us in.
I look around the dark room at all of the glowing blue tanks, filled with a million colours. Suddenly, I know where we are, and my face lights up like a kid on Christmas Morning.
"Harry, you didnt!" I almost scream. He took me to the aquarium.
He laughs, his dimples popping, and he guides me around all of the tanks. I absolutely love it here.
Every single tank has something new in it, something different from the last; each one is unique.
"Harry, come look at these ones!" I shout. "They're like Nemo!"
I absolutely love Finding Nemo.
Harry laughs at me before leading me to the next room.
Finally, we arrive at my favourite tank. The dolphins.
We watch in silence as they spin around, jumping in and out of the tank so gracefully, gliding perfectly in the cold water. Harry looks over at me before he leans in and kisses me.
This kiss brightens my entire day. It's the kind of sweet, gentle kiss that makes you want to float on the clouds and slide down rainbows. I swear I can see sparks flying high above our heads, all the angels calling out.
He deepens the kiss, swiping his tongue over my bottom lip, asking for permission. I grant it, and his tongue grazes over mine hungrily.
I pull away. We can't do this here, it'll be too hard to stop. Besides, we've been here for hours. Anne will be wondering where we've gotten to.
Harry refuses to sing for me on the drive back, but I don't complain. Just hearing his voice once is enough for a lifetime.
Anne has really outdone herself. She made a beautiful casserole for dinner, with more sides than I can count. We eat in a comfortable silence, enjoying all of the food.
I crawl into bed with Harry early, craving the feeling of his warm body pressed into mine. We just lie there, our actions speaking so much louder than our words ever could.
For the first time since my mother's death, I fall asleep relatively happy.
Notes
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