Real love tested.
chapter 8
‘A lot of papers on your desk, how’s it all going’. He came in and said.
My first impression was I haven’t seen you in a week and haven’t really had any kind of conversation with you and I don’t even know if were still together. And that’s the best he could come up with to say. I turned my head the other way and pretended to fall asleep. He was trying to apologise but I am so exhausted from all the work I just tried to finish that was essentially his fault. Because he left me no notice, no conversation, nothing. And I wasted my energy on failing because of him and his childish games.
I went to sleep I keep on waking up and pushing myself to go the flat. Eventually fourth time I got up and went. I thought Harry might have left again. As I walked in Harry was on the couch watching some sport. He turned his head and his eyes lit up as I walk in. My eyes started to well up I could not bring myself to talk as my first tear fell from my eye, Harry came rushing by my side and hugged me so tightly.
‘Hey, hey its ok, I’m here now.’
’You were gone, and you didn’t tell me’ I said crying like I wasn’t able to stop.
‘I am so sorry, I just needed you to be on your own for a bit so you could start school, be with your friends and not have any interference from me’. I’m a distraction for you.’ Harry said looking so deeply in my eyes.
It’s funny because that is exactly what I saw him as, a distraction. And at this point I don’t know if that was a bad or a good thing. I want to believe in my heart it is a good thing. I wasn’t ready for any of this to end. I'm so used to having him around that if he ever left me forever I would literally die; we have Romeo and Juliet love.
‘I’m sorry I’m making such a big deal about this’, I said as my tears started to clear up.
He wiped away the tears from my face and continued to hug me; I removed myself from his body and kissed him.
I woke up with the numbest neck. Harry and I spent the night on the couch and I didn’t exactly have the best position. Oh my god I have school today I said out loud in my head.
‘Sunday breakfast pancakes babe?’ Harry said as he made his way to the kitchen in nothing but his boxers.
‘Oh thank god’. I whispered to myself.
‘Mmm sounds yummy’. I said.
‘Yo Yo, any for us?’ Niall came out screaming.
‘Its kinda a breakfast date’. Harry said as he was getting the frying pan out.
‘No its ok, the four stooges can join us.
They all came to the dining table and poured themselves orange juice and skulled it down like there was no tomorrow. I placed my left hand on the side of my neck and Niall looked at me with a strange look.
‘What I have a sore neck.’ I said to him.
‘I bet you do.’ He responded.
We all turned and looked at Niall like what a lame response, he looked at Harry and he just shook his head. Then looked up at me with a smartass look on his face, like he was the funniest guy on the planet. We all sat at the table and the boys are just discussing their next tour and their schedule, it sounds amazing they are going to visit all these places that one day I would definitely hopefully go. I went around the table and looked at every single one of them and just realising what I was doing, I was doing what every single girl dreamt they were doing. It has me thinking why don’t Harry and I go public I don’t really see what the problem is. We were in a good place better than ever and I don’t really care if people were to talk, but what were they to say it’s not like there’s a massive age difference between the two of us, only a big height difference really.