The chair next to the window had been my home the last months. I cried, ate and slept in the chair. Well... I supposed that eating was a strugle for me. The thought of food just made me sick all the time. I think I had lost three pounds the last months. That was not a positive thing, because I wasnt the heavyest person in this world.
It was monday morning and I had just woken up. I took a shower in the morning and just tried to not think of him, but damn how hard it was. I took a deep breath and took a sip from my coffe. It was cold in my house but I did not have the power to warm it up. So this day would litearly be covered in blankets. I tried to drown the thought about him in coffe and it worked for a few seconds, but then he was there again.
//Harrys point of view//
The car drove fast through Londons streets. I felt sick and I was nervous as fuck. What if she had changed her mind? What if she was mad as fuck, and didnt wanted me back! I took a deep breath and cleared my mind. I just had to wait and see, for the fact I had nothing to loose. The car stopped on the adress and I knew the house well. Small and comfy apartment on the eastside of London town. I weared my most expensive suit and fixed the bow tie before I knocked on the door.
//Rachels point of view//
It knocked on the door four times, just like Harry used to knock. It was probably just a new mailman or something. I tried to se through the curtains but I couldent see anyone. I went to open and when I saw who it was everything just stopped.
I started to breath heavy, and I just looked at the terrified man that stood there.
And then I remembered that I looked terrible. I had not been around people for months. "Gosh, you are so skinny!" He cried like it was his fault (it kinda was though).
I looked straight forward and said with a tobeless voice "Eatiugn hasnt been that important for me"
"Oh, Rachel... I cant explain how sorry I am! I cant say it, seriosly! I dont know what I was thinking about! I thought that it was best for the both of us, because I was going on a tour you know. I didnt think straight..I was afraid to take you with me on tour if you didnt liked it there. I'm a fucking coward, and i'm so fucking sorry."
I took a deep breath and looked him in the eye, they were red and white. I didnt noticed that I was crying too, but I didnt care. My sight started to fade, and my body felt like jelly. I fell down on the floor and the last thing I remembered was that he ran towards me and screamed my name.
I gasped for air as I woke up and realised that I was lying in my bed. I looked around and I couldent see him. He wasnt there. Fuck, fuck, fuck! It was just a fucking stupid wonderfoul dream! I paniked and screamed his name several times. I jumped out of the bed, and gasped for air when I cried. I ran downstairs and screamed. I dont know why I did it, I guess that I was looking for him. Sudenly I heard someone upstairs. I ran up and looked around in panic. "Harry!" I was terrified and I felt sick. I ran to the bathroom and threw up the little piece of food that was left. "It's okay" A pair of strong arms squezed my body and I knew that it was him. I hugged him back and whispered "Dont leave, please Harry." "Sh... I wont leave Rachel. The day i leave you, will be the day I die" He took a deep breath and pulled me closer to him. I leaned my head on his shoulder and I dried my tears on his shirt. He smiled adn looked at me. "I have been such a foul, Rachel. I dont know what to do." "You could order some pizza... that would be great."
Authors note:
I feel like this chapter is kinda messy..idk. What do you think? I was so fucking hungry when I wrote this. I havent eaten on 14 hours.... Well seeyaa!
