I wake up the next morning with the biggest headache of my life and nausea on top of it isn't helping. I slowly get out of bed and go to the bathroom to brush my teeth, shower and go pee. I look in the mirror and I look like I got hit by a truck. I didn't wash off my make up from last night and mascara is smeared around my eyes making me look like a raccoon. My hair looks likes its in one big knot that going to be a bitch to brush. I need a shower and bad.
After I clean myself up I sit in bed with yoga pants and a sweatshirt scared to go downstairs because I know my moms gonna freak on me about last night. I've even been avoiding Kelly because I know she's probably pissed that I got drunk while on my medication.
I finally venture downstairs and see the kitchen light on. My sisters must not be home because I don't hear them and my stepdad must not be home because I don't see the car keys. Looks like it's me against my mom. I take in a deep breath then go into the kitchen too see Harry sitting at our kitchen table instead of my mom.
"What are you doing here?" I ask making him turn to look at me.
"Afternoon."
"That doesn't answer my question," I cross my arms across my chest.
"I thought we should talk. Your families already at the stadium."
"Surprised my mom let you in here," I say sitting across from him.
"Your mom doesn't know. Syd let me in," he says as I nod. Figures. "So... I'm sorry."
"It's gonna take more than a sorry Harry."
"I know and I'm gonna make it up to you. I don't care what they say because I want to be with you. I want to see you smile and laugh again."
"Harry," shakes my head. "You know, I dreamt of the next time I would see you and what I would do and what you would say and this isn't it. You should of told me this stuff a year ago. You shouldn't of cared a year ago."
"I know Sara and I'm sorry. I'm truly sorry about everything. I never wanted to hurt you."
"A little to late for that one huh?" I say roll my eyes. "I'm over this conversation already because it should of happened a year ago. It's too late Harry."
"So what now? You gonna go to that bar and get drunk every night?"
"Maybe! I don't know. But I do know that I'm done getting myself upset about the new girls that come into your life or what you do for them and with them."
"Okay," he nods looking defeated. "At least let me take you to the stadium."
"No I'll be fine," I say standing up. "I accept your apology though Harry."
"I'm sorry it's a year late. I'll see you tonight Nelson," he smiles slightly and leaves.
I grab my bag and sneakers then walk back over to xfinity to see if Kevin is there and luckily he is.
"Well well well, look who came back," Kevin screams across the bar when I walk in. "Couldn't say away huh?"
"Shut up and come to a concert with me tonight," I say standing in front of him.
"Woah, I don't do dates."
"Okay cool. Come to a concert with me tonight," I repeat.
"Are you deaf sweetheart?" He says a little to harshly. "I don't do dates."
"It's not a date."
"Then what?"
"A distraction I guess," I shrug.
