48: Counselling

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"I like going out for food with people...it's just...nice. I dunno, I'm not really a party person. I like a meal"
"Me too"

We were sitting in Wagas eating chicken katsu curry (his was vegan) and talking about...me. I was attempting to open up to Harry after knowing him for months.

"I'm sorry, I don't like opening up" I added.
"It's okay. It's a process. But can I ask you why?"
"I don't like people knowing things because they could use it against me"
"Has that...happened before?"
"Yeah...also i just...i build up lots of trust with people then they just leave. And i don't know why"
"What, they just go? Without explaining?"
"Yeah. Ghosted. Being alones better"
"Why d'you think that love?"
"If you don't let anyone in, no one can hurt you. I...don't wanna be hurt again. That's why I'm scared to open up..."
"Wow" he sniffled. "God"
"Are you okay?" I asked him.
"I'll be fine my love I'm not going to force you to open up to me. But you can always talk to me"
"Thank you Harry"
"Why don't we go back to yours after and yk...maybe look into some coping mechanisms"
"Oh I did"
"You did? When?"
"Uhh...well over the years I have. But it's all a lot"

He really wanted me to see a doctor but I wasn't ready and I was afraid because of past experiences.

"When I was 15, my counsellor told me to take a bath if she felt sad. I tried to drown herself later that night" I told him without thinking.
"Oh my god"
"Yeah...no one really gives a shit about teenagers mental health so I gave up when I was younger"
"What else did they say?" His hands were literally shaking so I took hold of then again.
"Have a cup of tea and go for a walk...I burnt myself on purpose and deliberately got lost so I'd die. Oh and i was told everything was confidential but they told my parents a lot of personal shit about me and well...that didn't go well... But it was ages ago"  i said.
"That doesn't make it any better!" He was holding my hands tighter now causing me to pull away as it hurt. "Sorry"
"It's okay. C'mon, let's get out of here" I turned to a pretty waitress with bright pink hair and asked if we could take out food for takeaway.

We went back to mine and sat on the floor in my room in silence.
"Are you okay?" I asked him.
"Yeah I just...I can't believe that happened to you"
"The mental health services for teenagers are underfunded..."
"It's so horrible. God..." He sniffled and looked at me. "I see a therapist in London and LA and it genuinely has helped me so much. I can find you someone if you ever decide you need to see someone"
"Thanks. I love you" i reached over and squeezed his hand.
"I love you too angel. Oh also, Lavender texted me on Instagram. They're worried about you"
"I haven't been on my phone today"
"You should give them a call. Delilahs worried too"
"I'll text the chat in a bit, I'm tired"
"Does someone need cuddles?" He grinned cheekily. 
"Maaaaaybe..."

Minuets later Harry was in his boxers and I was in his t shirt. His arms were round me and he planted soft kisses on my head from time to time and played with my hair whilst he watched tv. Meanwhile I was texting my friends.

gay shit ft zahra the het

me: hi

L: ZAHRA

L: WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN

L: INWAS WORIRED

D: BESTIE OMG HI

me: hi r u guys ok

L: WHAT

L: UM

L: BESTIE ARE YOU OKAY

D: we havent heard from you since yesterday + you didnt come in :(

me: yuh

L: I texted Harry and he told me he didn't want to say anything without ur consent

me: aw :'). I leaned up and kissed his cheek before going back to my phone

D: OMG STOP SIMPIJG R U OK

me: i'll be fine just bad mh days im fine harry came over at 5am the other day and has been with me since

L: THANK GOD

L: harry u whore why r u such a good bf

"Lavender says you're a good boyfriend" I told him.
"Tell them thank you" He smiled softly.

m: beb says thank u

D: IS HE WITH U RIGHT NOW

me: yuh ofc

L: ugh simp

L: glad ur okay though im sorry for snapping at you the other day when you didn't eat

D: and im sorry giovanni is a dickhead if it makes u feel better he spilt coffee today

me: hope he burnt himself x

L: LMAO SAME

L: love u bestie

D: love you xxxxx

me: gays smh also lav dw about it

L: proud to be xxxxxx

me: LMAO im gonna cuddle harry ily guys be safe ill be back tmrw

D: YAY GN ILY !!

L: Its 4PM

D: And? nap time bitches

me: lol

D: dont fuck him

me: what if i already did

L: LMAOOOOO BYE no fr bye ,,,zahra needs love

I put my phone down and shifted closer to Harry.
"How did it go?" He asked.
"Great. Lavender told me not to fuck you"
"Gotta love Lavender" He laughed.
"Real" I agreed, kissing his cheek.

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