Only A Year

Chapter 13

NOT EDITED

Harry hasn't been to school for three weeks. I've gone to his house but his parents said he's 'sick. Although I know him he's grieving and I'll give him as much time as he needs but I really do miss him.

I'm currently walking from home school on my way to Starbucks. I'm wearing waist high black shorts with a light pink blouse tucked in with my peach coloured flats and my hair was down in its natural waves. I finally spotted the familiar sign. I walked into the store and I'm immediately greeted by the smell of coffee. A guy,who looked around 15, with black hair that was in a quiff with caramel eyes greeted me.

"What can I get you beautiful?" He asks winking at me. I ignore his comment and respond.

"I'll have a double chocolatey-chip frapachinna"

"A good choice for a good looking girl" he attempts again.

He tells me the price and I give him the money. He hands me a receipt with another cheesy wink. I roll my eyes at his desperatetation.

"What's your name" he asks

"Janell" I say with no emotion in my voice. He's just one of many guys who's attempted to 'be' with me. I mean yeah he's really good looking but I'm not interested. Especially right now I'm depressed and confused so I'm not going to try or let anybody try with me.

He writes it down on the cup and starts making my drink. I wait a couple minutes and feel a vibration in my butt from my phone being in my back pocket.

1 new message
Harry: meet me at Starbucks xoxo

I was utterly shocked at this and confused at why out of the blue he wants to see me. I texted back a simple okay. I hear my name being called and take my cup and also feel a piece of paper attached to it.

Text me xx

It also had his number on it. After shrugging it off I walked back to my table and waiting for Harry. I know I shouldnt be mad at Harry for contacting me at his most needed time. But I couldn't help but feel bad for him, but he was grieving and everybody grieves differently. Him losing his sister I completely, one hundred percent, understand. I know he does not know but I lost my sister. Although I don't know if I'm going to tell him. He's the only person I trust at that school, besides Brenda. However me having my trust issues is to guard and to be cautious of my surroundings.

Still debating wether or not to tell Harry I feel someone tap my shoulder. I look up to meter a tired,drained, and exhausted Harry. His beautiful green eyes are fading and his curly hair is greasy from not being washed. He gives me a weak smile and sits down. I cross my arms over my chest and wait for him to speak.

"Uh how are you?" His heavenly voice rings through my ears me realising how much I missed him.

"It doesn't matter. Why haven't you contacted me? Do you know how long I've been blowing up your phone? Do you realise how worried I was about you? Did your parents tell you how many times I've showed up at your door? Do you know how much I've missed you and needed you?" Raising my voice with each question. Feeling a big lump in my throat and my eyes watering I quickly wipe it away me not showing my weakness

He looked shocked and guilt. He's never seen me angry before so he does not know how angry I get when I'm frustrated. He doesn't answer me he just looks at the floor in shame. He should feel shamed, he should feel guilty and horrible for just leaving me. I'm outraged at him I for even know why I'm just mad at him for leaving him. I just missed him so much.