Always and Forever // H.S.

7| the great escape

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September 4th, 2017
(In the a.m)

Danielle Scott

Staring at the blank wall on the left side of the room, i'm lying there under the warm blankets thinking about earlier and how I ended up here. My Aunt Beth has kicked me out before and didn't let me back in which is why I knew she wouldn't have let me back in tonight. Closing my my eyes tightly, I try to block out everything I was feeling and just try to go to sleep unlike every other night.

I noticed the alarm clock on the bedside table I was facing read 1:16am. It was almost two in the morning and here I was lying awake on Harry's bed not knowing what the hell I was going to do with myself. I felt so out of place and so confused, I didn't want to stay at Harry's for long, but I wasn't even sure how to fix what happened with my Aunt Beth in the first place. A few minutes more ticked by, my thoughts scrambled and out of place. It was now 1:32am as I turn my head from my current position to see if I could catch a glimpse of Harry and see whether he was sleeping or not but it was hard to tell.

"Can't sleep yet love?.." I get caught off guard thinking he was asleep by now.

Love? I'm not your lo- okay whatever.

"Even if I wanted to.." I sigh deeply feeling tired but couldn't make it through falling asleep.

My overloaded brain never allows me to have any sort of rest. I feel movement behind me and then I feel a slight tap on my shoulder causing me to gently turn around to see what it was. It was Harry, he is now facing my direction on the bed, blanket covering from his mid waist down and his head leaning against his right forearm which was wrapped around his head to keep himself slightly propped up.

"Turn around.. talk to me.." He gently whispers to me and for some odd out of this world reason I listen to him and end up turning around. I turn around to face him and remain underneath the blankets while he just stares at me. His chest rises up and down softly breathing to the same rhythm as mine. "Do you have trouble sleeping too?"

"Yeah.. even if I want to it's like my thoughts won't go away and won't let me rest." I reply.

"I understand that feeling more than you know." He says. "Hey how about we play a little game since it's obvious neither of us is going to sleep any time soon?" He laughs softly changing the subject.

"Uh sure. What kind of game?"

"Just a questions game, I go first yeah?" He nods to me and I nod back. "What's your favorite place to eat at?"

"Chik-Fil-A always. Their spicy deluxe sandwiches are one of a kind, and don't even get me started with their iced lemonades!" He just laughs softly at my answer probably because I sounded too excited over food. My turn now. "What's yours?"

"Same place actually." I smile in return because we both love the same food place.

"When is your birthday?"

My eyes go wide when the realization hits me that today is September 4th. Today is my birthday and I had totally forgot about it.

Fuck.. why'd you have to remind me Harry.

Should I answer him truthfully.. or.. lie about it.. No I'll just tell him.. it's whatever.

"It's today actually.." I answer truthfully pressing my lips together not excited at all.

"Oh wow happy birthday, how old are you turning?" He questions grinning excitedly like a little boy on Christmas Eve.

"Thanks.. i'm uh.. seventeen years old as of today." I reveal. "But it's.. not that big of a deal."