Opposites

Chapter Sixteen

After that night where Hero came to my room, he stayed and watched movies and we had a brilliant time together but now a week has passed and it's the weekend again. I hadn't seen or heard from Hero since, he didn't turn up for any classes, didn't reach out to me, no text, nor call. I started to think maybe it was just because he was bored or needed a distraction and he just told me sweet pretty lies to get me to trust him.

I sat in the coffee shop on Friday afternoon, drinking my coffee as Harriett walks in, alone. Normally it would be with Hero, but this time she was completely alone. She looks around before spotting me, smiling and makes her way to the table I sat at and took the seat opposite me.

"Hey," She chirps. "I thought I'd find you here."

"Here I am. Are you doing okay?" I ask her remembering how she was just a week ago.

"It's a long story, but that's not why I'm here. I'm here about Hero," She informs me, her smile fading. "Hero is complicated. I talk to him about his deepest thoughts and feelings, and well we talk about you."

"Me?" I squeak.

"Yeah, Hero is very fond of you, he's just got a few demons that he needs to sort through. He wants to really get to know you, be better for you. But his head tells him to shut off and have this wall up," She explains to me. "Hero needs time to comprehend the feelings he feels. He's never experienced what he feels for you. But I do ask you, that your intentions are true. He can't be hurt. He needs someone who will be there through his melt downs, that he has, a lot of."

"I don't even know what we are, we've only really had two days properly together, the rest he's a jerk," I answer giving her a sorrow look.

"Well, if you aren't sure. Please stay away from him. He doesn't need anyone else walking out on him," She says before getting up and walking back out of the coffee shop. I watch her from the window and see that she gets in Hero's car, without Hero, and drives off.

I always liked Harriett from the day I first met her but something just then told me that she really isn't much different from her brother. She may be sweeter and kind all the time, but when it comes to Hero, she changes her tune and she would do anything to protect him.

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Darkness fell fairly quickly I thought and I was stuck in my room studying, I thought about Luke, and how much I do truly miss him and the way he was, but then I got angry remembering that he in fact betrayed me. I know I shouldn't get angry because I as well was unfaithful, but he was worse, he actually slept with another. As I thought about Luke, I felt a tear roll down my cheek. I wanted to so badly call him, just to hear his voice one more time but I thought better. My mind wondered to Hero and how the electricity ran through us when we touched or kissed. But then it ran to Harriett and I thought about how broken he is, I felt these strong feelings for him, but honestly I don't know if I could handle someone like him, I don't know if I would be able to pick up his broken pieces and put them back together.

As I let my mind wonder to so many different things, someone knocked on the door. My head snapped up and I starred at the door, my heart skipping a beat in the hopes of opening it and Hero to be standing there wanting me, only me.

I opened the door, to reveal a Brit, but not Hero. Harriett. "Hello," She sweetly smiled at me.

"Hi?" I was confused after our talk, she was the last person I thought I'd see at my door.

"Hero wants you. He's drunk. He said he only wants to talk to you. I would've called, but I thought it would be best to come get you," Harriett said.

"Why does he want me?" I ask confused.

"He's drunk, but I know my brother. When he is drunk, he speaks the truth. The truth he is speaking is that he wants you. Emotionally and physically," Harriett explained.

"Okay."

"I'll drive you to his frat house. Bring an overnight bag," Harriett states before she turns and walks back down the hall.

I quickly stuff some over night clothes as well as clothes for tomorrow in a backpack before slinging it over my shoulder and following Harriett, to what I assume the parking lot, where she is most likely parked. So we can go and see Hero.

My heart was pounding as I thought of all the possible reasons why Hero was wanting me. I thought of the worst cases and the best cases possible.