The Spring Semester [On Hold Indefinitely]

I felt horrible. Just horrible. I'm a terrible person. Why the hell did I do that? Why did I tell Harry lies? Nothing but lies. I like him what's the issue?! Oh, right, he's my friend first. I can't possibly forget that. I cannot mess up our friendship and therefore he can't know my true feelings for him. Harry hasn't been to class the past two meetings and I'm worried. He hasn't contacted me either so I begin to wonder if this has to do with me at all.

I'm walking back to my dorm room when I spot a familiar mop of curly hair at a distance. He's unmistakable with his tight black skinnies and his patterned button down shirts. He's leaning his left side against a tree outside the science building. He seems to be talking to someone by the way his hands flail everywhere. He talks with his hands so much, probably to make up for the slow pace of his words. I can't see who's with him, but I become instantly curious. As I'm standing there watching him, I can't help but feel silly for being this stalkerish. I decide to approach him and ask about his absence in class but just as I'm about to step forward, the person he's with comes into view. Fuck.

Lauren's long blonde hair freely falling down her shoulders stands out from Harry's dark figure. My eyes widen at the unbelievable sight. My lips involuntarily frown and I'm frozen in place. They then begin to walk away still talking and laughing like nothing is wrong with the world. I contemplate approaching them and demanding answers but who am I to demand them? No one and I have no one to blame but myself. This is just great, I was worried about losing Harry's friendship but here I am... possibly without Harry's friendship anyway.

Back in my dorm room, I sprawl across my bed and take out my phone not sure on what I wanted to do. Should I text him? Maybe see if he's posted anything on social media and give it a like to make sure he knows I'm still alive. Ugh. No, this all sounds stupid and childish. Fuck, Daniella, fuck.

I spent my weekend stuck in my room doing homework. Still no word from Harry. I mean, did he forget I, his best friend, exist? Unbelievable. Monday morning approaches and I'm anxious to see if he would show. French class flew quickly but I made my way slowly to Psychology trying to think of possible reactions to seeing him. Shit, should I sit next to him like always?
I'm rather relieved to walk through the door and see that he's not in yet. Lauren is there but in her usual seat and she pays me no mind. I make my way to my seat and play the waiting game. While waiting I decide I'm not even going to question or mention anything. I'd be lucky if he still even wants to speak to me. I'm going back and forth in my mind that I didn't even notice him sitting next to me in his usual seat. A feeling of relief washes over me, maybe he doesn't hate me after all.

"Hey." he greets me with a friendly smile.
"Oh, hey, you're alive!" dammit, Dani, I said don't mention anything. You had one job!
"Yep, still alive." he chuckles and pinches his his arm and I can't help but smile. I'm mad that I can't even stay mad at him. "Actually, I had some issues with immigration. Since we're going on our class trip soon, I need to get permission to leave and re enter the country. Student visa requirement." he continues and I feel a lot less dumb. He wasn't avoiding me then?
"Oh... Did you get the permission? Are you still going?" I wonder more than I should.
"Yes and yes. It doesn't take a lot to get the permission just needed to make time for appointments." he clarifies and I feel relieved that he will be going on the trip after all.

"Good morning class! How's everyone's day so far?" professor Charlie asks once everyone is settled down. His question is met with a few 'alright's and 'okay's. "Don't you all be so enthusiastic this morning, now." he continues his always on point sarcasm, "As everyone knows, our trip is in 2 week. TWO WEEKS! It's crunch time and I hope everyone has done their adequate arrangements. The airline tickets have been purchased, that's why this class was so expensive if you were wondering. I actually have them right here," he waves a sealed yellow envelope in the air, "Your seats have been chosen for you, so I hope you like your flying partner. I will also let you know that the whole class will be staying in a rented hacienda. It has 15 rooms so some of you will have to share. We'll cross that bridge when we get to it, though. I will be calling out your name so you can pick up your ticket."

I secretely hoped that Harry, by some magical force, was paired up with me during flight. I was called up first and notice I was given seat 5A. When Harry was called, he was given seat 12B. Well, a girl can only hope, right? Once everyone was called up for their ticket, I noticed Lauren was never called. She didn't speak up about it either but I didn't dare ask her. Maybe she wasn't going?

After class I thought I'd go to lunch with Harry but I was taken aback when he got up from his seat and walked to Lauren's. They proceeded to leave the classroom together leaving me hanging. Just great. I thought things were ok, but there is definitely something going on with those two and I needed to know.

Notes

Sorry if this was all over the place and boring but we need to move forward to the trip because I'm excited. lol Also, I noticed I missed Harry's birthday in the story but I'll chalk it up to the fact that it's too close to the start of the semester and Dani probably didn't know about it. :P

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