Once In a Lifetime

Chapter 13

Julia's pov

I fluttered my eyes open, and I looked around the room. I was lying in my bed, but I was still in my clothes from today. Or the day before. I have no idea what time it is.

I flicked my eyes in every direction and that's when I saw Harry. He was sitting next to my bed, on a chair I didn't recognise, and he was reading a book I didn't recognise.

What happened? What time is it? Why is he here? In my room. While I'm sleeping.

It feels like I've slept for over a century, but at the same time I want to fall back to sleep again. I'm tired but I don't want to sleep anymore. But at the same time, I do.

I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and Harry immediately looked up from my movements.

"Jules?" he asked with a quiet voice

"mmh?" I hummed back.

"you're awake." He smiled

"looks like it." I returned the smile.

"I assumed this was your room."

"it is." I nodded

"how are you feeling?" why is he asking how I'm feeling?

"uhm good? How about... you?"

His smile dropped and then I realised.

Oh no

I fainted

FUCK

He noticed my change in expression and said with a sad expression, "I was worried about you." I sat up in my bed and saw Yoda laying on the covers.

"I'm sorry, I didn't want to worry you." I answered out of guilt

He shook his head and said, "you don't have to be sorry about anything. It's just that I thought something bad happened to you."

"I'm fine. Really." I replied while petting Yoda and Harry closed his book. He better hope he remembered what page he was on.

"why didn't you tell us. Or me?" okay next question

"I just didn't think it was that important." I answered

"not that important? Jules, how could you say that? Of course it's important. I wouldn't want something bad to happen to you." he looked very sad, like my words hurt him a lot. I didn't understand why though.

"no, I understand, but I didn't think it was necessary information. And I said that if something went wrong, you should just go to the reception, and everything would be fine." I mean, I literally said to him that it would be fine. I thought that would be enough.

"about that..." he said as he looked down and scratched the back of his neck. "I was really worried about you. You just passed out and I didn't know what to do. So, I told Niall to call Monique."

My stomach clenched at his words and all the colour drained from my face.

No

Please tell me you didn't

"I'm sorry. I really am. I should've listened to you and go to the reception immediately. I was just so worried." He continued

I took a deep breath and tried not to make it noticeable I wanted to cry. This is bad. Very bad.

"Don't... don't worry you tried to make the right choice." I said with hesitation. I'm trying not to worry myself but it's not working. I'm really freaking out.

"No, we should've listened to you" yes you should've. I didn't give you the advice for nothing.

"Please don't work yourself up over it. I'm fine, aren't I?" I'm not happy about the fact that he decided to do it his own way, but I guess it was just his instinct. I don't want him to feel bad for trying to make the right choice.