Rumors

Last Call pt 2 -28

I got to Stormie's and she immediately knew something was wrong with me.

"Cara, you look sick. Was that flight too much on you?" She asked.

"No. Harry problems," I said simply. I haven't seen her in a while. I didn't want to spill everything.

"Yeah, Landon and I didn't work out," She took my bags and walked to the spare room I followed. "He just got bored of me I guess. I had just finished a show and he said in a text that it was over," She said. Stormie has been through a lot. Her family has more problems than Hamlet. She was constantly living in fear of her family falling apart that all she ever dreamed of was love. She deserves so much more. A broken heart is the last thing she needs.

I sat on the bed thinking about Harry and I. I shouldn't have left him. I love him and I always will. I guess fresh air will help me. At least i hope so. Why didn't he just tell me? He know's he could have told me. It's just, why does he keep cheating on me? I get that the first time we weren't really together, but it hurt equally.I just want to be happy. That's all I've ever wanted. Now I'm here about to cry in front of Stormie.

"I understand if you want to cry. It really does help. I also understand how it feels, so if you want to talk," She smiles at me. "I'll be in the next room," she walks away and leaves me alone.

I watched as the sun went down. I thought of the day Harry took me to the beach and we watched the sunset. I know I'll go back to Harry but I really just need to come up for air. But then again, he cheated on me. I don't know what to do. Did he fall for Taylor? When he kisses her does it taste like wet paint. Did he press his hands in her back like wet cement like he used to with me? Or is it more like tar? Does he love her? Does she love him? Does he visit her like she's his favorite store?

There's so many questions running around in my mind and I can't think straight. I've been so much within a week and then this happens. It's like I can't catch a break. I just want to stop and breathe while I still have the time.

When Harry touches me it's like he's speaking a different language. He almost touches me like his guitars. Like I'm so fragile and such a big part of him. And if his body does speak to me, then he pronounces each word so perfectly. And when he laughs it's as warm as candle light. We're like the stars. We're infinite.

I remember that I have to call in to a radio station. It was the deal I made with Anne in order to come down here.

"And we have Cara Hastings on the line!" The radio DJ said as he picked up the phone. "So rumor is that you and Harry had a fall out and you flew to Nashville!" He said excitably. Radio DJ's almost always over react.

"Um... We did have a bit of an argument, and am in Nashville. I had already planed to go to Nashville to see my friend Stormie play though," I lied somewhat. I couldn't tell the whole truth. It get's really old telling lies. I just want to tell the truth, but I know I can't

"So what did you and Harry argue about?" He asked more calm.

I thought carefully about what to say next. If I told the truth then everyone would think that I'm doing it for attention and if I say nothing I'll only hurt myself more. I replied, "It's kind of private."

"Okay, on a scale of one to bad how bad is it?" He asked.

"Bad. However, I'm hoping that it will be below a one very soon."

"So if you could say something to him right now, what would it be?" He asked.

"We're like the stars. We'll go on for infinity," I said thinking back to the song that we did in the tall grass that one day. I really don't want Harry and I to end. I don't want something like this get in the way, but I don't know if he really loves me.

We rapped it up, and I hung up. I went into Stormie's room and said, "Let's watch a movie."

"Okay, but I've been watching a lot of ballet films on Netflix so the suggestions are a bit odd at the moment," Stormie laughed. I did too.

The night went on and we continued to watch Harry Potter. It had been ages since I've seen Harry Potter so I was quite keen to the idea of it. We both went to bed and before I did I checked my phone.

There was three messages from Anne, a few tweets from my fans, and a missed call from Harry. I immanently went to the message from Harry. I looked at it a while before I actually listened to it. My heart was racing. I haven't got a clue why. I ought to be mad at him, right? He hurt me, yet somehow I'm okay. I listened to it finally.

"Hey, guess you're busy with Stormie. I just wanted to tell you that I will love you for infinity. I wanted to also apologize. Please just listen to me. I could make up a ton of excuses, but the mater of the fact is that you're getting really big and I just got insecure about us. I saw Taylor and she was so nice. But knowing her, she may have done it just to get back at me for breaking up. I didn't tell you, because I was afraid that it would spark your bulimia again. The last thing I ever want is for you to hurt. I never meant to hurt you. I'm so sorry. I love you, Cara. Like a lot. And I will love you till the stars wont shine. I'll love you for infinity. I suppose that's all. Bye, Cara."

I put down my phone. Maybe this isn't the last call for us. Maybe we will go on for infinity. Maybe we'll be remembered for centuries. Just maybe. I think I'll forgive him. Anything to be in his arms again. I feel like I've gone mad. I shouldn't miss him this much after everything that's happened. Maybe I should sleep on this.

I got under the covers and closed my eyes so that I could dream about Harry.