Never Enough

We finally get to our front doors and he quickly places his hand on my shoulder in a friendly way.

“See you later Daisy” and with that he quickly turned around and entered his room, before I could even thank him. I didn’t know what was going on in his head, he was so hard to read because of his attitude problem. But despite how rude he was I believed there was something deeper, a nicer side. Who was I kidding I was blind drunk and was attempting to give him a second chance, no, Im sure my thoughts about him will be the same as before once I sober up. But for now it was time for bed so I unlocked my door and saw Rosie already in bed. Oh God I felt so bad for abandoning her, I wonder how she got home, I thought about waking her up and apologising but it’s probably best to let her sleep and talk I the morning.

I woke up with a banning head ache at 5am, Rosie was sleeping still it was way too early but I couldn’t get back to sleep because of the pounding in my head, I reached over for my phone and unlocked it found that I had 7 missed calls from my mother. My stomach did that thing when something really bad is about to happen and it drops and makes you feel sick. This was unusual, my mother never called or text me more than once a day so something must be really wrong. I pressed her name and after 2 rings she answered.

“Hello dear” her voice was filled with worry and panic.

“Mum?” I just wanted her to spill, I just wanted this to be quick and painless.

“Your father has been in a car accident, he is in the hospital now” what? This wasn’t happening, I couldn’t deal with anymore things being forced upon me that I had no control over “the doctor is sure he’ll make a full recovery, so we think it would be best for you say in England”

“WHAT” my dad was just in a serious car crash and my mum thinks I would be best to stay thousands of miles away from him!

“honey, get some fresh air and take some time to think, you’re staying in England at that’s final” she said her voice turning harsher “your school work is important and we can’t afford to fly you out right now Daisy, I love you I’ll call you later” and with that she hung up, she dropped the bomb and allowed me ‘time to think’. I couldn’t believe that they didn’t want me there. My mum is right though, I find myself craving fresh air.

I near enough ran out of the apartment and down the hall through the arch way. my phone was buzzing in my pocket but I ignored it I didn’t care for once. The tears that I had been holding back for too long flooded out of my eyes. My back slid down the brick wall as I fell apart, collapsed on the floor. I could feel the day old makeup running down my face and I could only imaging how shit I looked. Then I heard a voice, why do people always catch me when I least want to talk to anyone.

“Daisy?” his husky voice asked, I knew it was harry but I refused to look up. “Maybe one day I’ll get to talk to you when you’re not on the floor” he chuckled to himself clearly unaware that I was crying my eyes out.

“Not going to look at me then” he asked with a cocky tone to his voice. I looked up and him and his face instantly changed to show concern, what why did he care so much I’m surprised he didn’t laugh in my face to be honest. “Oh my God, are you alright” he knelled beside me.

Does it look like I’m alright? I felt like snapping back at him, but instead more tear flowed over my eyelids, I couldn’t understand why I was so upset really, my mother said that he was going to make a full recovery, I guess I just needed to let some stuff out.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” yes

“No” he helped me stand up and brought me into a hug

“You can talk to me whenever” he whispered into my ear. He reached his hand down to my back pocket and removed my phone, the contact made me flinch slightly, he smirked as he entered his number into my phone and messaged himself so that he had my number too.
He took my hand and guided me up to our apartments he placed an innocent kiss on my forehead, why did this harry seem so caring all of a sudden, I didn’t get it. I pulled back and smiled at him.

“Thank you Harry” he smiled back and we both entered our respective apartments.
I’m grateful for him being so nice to me but I can’t help but feel even more confused than when I left. He was messing with my head, and I didn’t even know why, I knew he was bad news but I couldn't stop myself from feeling something towards him.

I rinse my head of any thoughts of him and enter back into my room, maybe he let hid guard down, maybe nice Harry was here to stay.

Notes

Maybe....

A bit of a time hop next Chapter, to the starting school day!!!

i wonder what will happen!!

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