HIATUS

Chapter 9

●Clara's POV●

I sat there in that empty table. Rage burning through my whole body. I couldn’t believe that lousy little creature was my best friend. How could she do this to me!
Lauren  did this willingly. She willingly left me alone with Harry. She knew I couldn’t leave Harry alone like this. I was mad at her because she knows I won’t be comfortable with Harry. I wasn’t.
God I hate her!
 I kept thinking what I would do now. I can’t leave the house nor I can face him. I strolled the dining room restlessly for about half an hour and then I stopped.

“No. don’t be a coward. You can do this.” I said to myself.

I went to the kitchen and made some soup. And then holding my chin high I went to Harry’s room. He woke up at the sound of opening the door. Holy god his eyes looked sore and his face was all red. He was badly ill. But he looked at me with a wide smile, the smile that showed all the dimples, that made his eyes crinkle, that made my heart swell.

“What a pleasant surprise! Am I dreaming?” He said in a deep raspy voice.

I gave him an angry look and put the tray on the table beside the bed.

"For a moment it was like a dream. You walking with breakfast but when I saw your smile is missing I realized it’s reality”. He said his gaze never leaving me.

I did my best to ignore him. It was harder the way he watched my every move.

“There’s no one in the house so that’s what I could make. If you finish the soup while its warm it will be helpful. Otherwise there’s a lot of people to blame me.” I said in a grumpy mood.

“No. No way. I won’t let anyone blame you for me”. He took the soup. I was still looking outside the curtains.

“So everyone left you here with me but how could Nicholas leave you? I mean in the middle of the night he left me alone. Thought he’d be with you.” He said finishing the soup.

“He had to leave for his suiting. At least he didn’t leave without any message and made me feel fucked up.” I snapped.

He just didn’t care my death glare. He took the glass to drink water.

“Yeah, it was my fault. I was an asshole. I didn’t thought things would be that worse. But I admit my fault. I said I was sorry. I am sorry.” He said it like it was all normal.
I couldn’t help but laugh.

“You think it’s that easy? Do you have any idea what I’ve been through after you ditched me? Do you have any idea how fucked up I felt when you left me with no reason? You were gone. Every day I gave myself hope and one by one I lose them all. It was me who had been through all these. It was my brother Zayn; it was Nick who tried to bring me back to life again. And now what do you expect? You say you are sorry and I’ll say okay baby let’s get back together again?” I snapped with all my rages.

Traitor tears tried hard to escape my eyes but I blinked them away. I won’t cry in front of him.
Harry was calm. But I saw Guilt filled his face.

“Clara…. "He couldn’t say anything as I cut of his sentence.

“Enough, Harry. I don’t wanna talk about it anymore.” I took the soup tray and left the room.

“I didn’t finish. Damn it. Clara, wait…” I heard him shouting but I didn’t stop.