The Spring Semester [On Hold Indefinitely]

Two weeks. It has been two long weeks since I last hung out with Harry. He hasn't been rude to me and still sits next to me in class but that's it. We havent seen each other outside of class since the day I told him we shouldn't kiss. On the other hand, he seems to be hanging more with Lauren. It pains me to admit it but I'm jealous. Harry is MY best friend, or at least WAS, and I haven't spent time with him. I need to do something about it and I need to do it now.

Without second thought, I grab my purse and head out the door. When I step out the building I notice the skies are blue and the temperature is just right. Perfect weather for walking. I am going to Harry's apartment and I will force him to talk to me.

As I walked I kept mentally preparing myself for what I was going to say. The more I thought about it, the more I was beginning to regret this. I can't force him to talk to me! This was so stupid. I'm going to seem desperate and possibly psycho. He'll probably tell me it's my fault that things changed.

My thinking time is over when I find myself standing outside his building. I've made it this far, I can't turn back now. After taking a deep breath, I move forward and enter the building. My feet already know the way and they take me up to Harry's floor. I'm turning the corner to his hallway when I'm stopped dead in my tracks. Lauren is exiting his apartment, sweater and purse in hand. I retreat a bit and hide just around the corner. One eye peaking just enough to see what's going on.

My face falls at the sight of her leaning against the door frame. She speaks for a bit, checks her phone, then leans into the apartment to what seems like a kiss. I can't hear them and because of the angle I can't see Harry. Which I'm glad for because this would pain me even worse.

Lauren begins to make her way towards the corner I'm hiding behind and I look around to find an escape. The closest option is the door leading to the stairs so I dodge inside hoping she takes the elevator instead. After about a minute I hear the familiar ding of the elevator and I peek to find that she is gone.

As I walk back into the hallway I contemplate still going to knock on his door. I take a couple of steps forward but stop. What's the point? Harry has something going on with Lauren and I can't do anything about it. I screwed up and now I have to live with it.

Notes

Uh oh.