Heartbreak Weather -N.H

sunflower

Chapter 9

January 6, 2019

SKYLAR'S POV:

When I woke up we had managed to make it back to Harry's although I don't remember how. I start thinking about last night and pieces start coming back to me.

"Holy fuck." I mumble to myself sitting up in my bed. How the hell did I manage to pull that off. Wow the confidence I'm proud of myself. I remember the look Harry gave me last night and I know he's gonna ask me or maybe he forgot. Even if he forgot I'd have to tell him eventually he's my best friend and I don't want to keep anything from him. I stumble out of bed to go shower and brush my teeth. The familiar sent of roses fills the room as I wash my hair. Once I'm all done and dressed I make my way downstairs feeling nervous and not ready to have this conversation. I don't know what he's gonna say or how he will feel.

I walk down into the kitchen and make myself some cereal. It's only cause I don't want to cook anything so cereal it is. As I'm putting the milk away Harry steps into the kitchen giving me a look.

"What?" I ask trying to figure out why he's looking at me weird.

"Cereal, Sky really." He shakes his head at me as he starts walking towards me. I keep my eyes on him watching as he stops in front of me. He starts to reach out towards me then quickly grabs my bowl of cereal and moves to the other side of the bar as he starts eating it.

"HARRY! That was mine!" I whine as I watch him eat my food. I cross my arms over my chest annoyed knowing that I'll have to make another bowl for myself. He smiles at me as he continues eating. I start making myself another bowl until I can hear him clear his throat.

"So are you gonna tell me what happened last night?" He speaks up and I freeze. I hear him sit the bowl down as he walks towards me. I stand with my back towards him feeling nervous. Niall is one of his best friends. I don't want him to be upset with me. He's my best friend and we have a lot of history. I don't think he'd ever be mad but for some reason in this moment I just feel nervous.

"Skylar." Harry speaks up again since I haven't responded. I feel his hand on my shoulder as he turns me around. As soon as I'm face to face with him I don't know what to say.

"Sky I'm not dumb, just talk to me." His hand rubs up and down my arm. Something he's always done to comfort me. Usually it works but I would have loved to eat first then have this conversation. I stare into his eyes trying to figure out how I want to say it but I'm blank.

"Formulating response, give me some minutes." I say grabbing my bowl and rushing towards the stairs. I can hear him walking behind me but I don't want to talk about it yet. I don't even know what Niall is thinking. Oh God what if he regrets it?

"Hello, I wasn't done talking to you." Harry says from behind me. He's always easy to talk to but this is different. This isn't some guy he doesn't know, it's Niall. I stop at the top of the stairs and sit my bowl down on the little side table.

"Why won't you talk to me?" He looks sad and I hate it. He brings light into my life and seeing him not bright and happy breaks my heart.

"I- I just.. I don't know it's different. Sometimes it's hard to talk about stuff like this with you because I don't know how you feel." I ramble off knowing he will know what I mean. He stares at me for a second so I speak up again.

"We have a lot of history but you're my best friend and I'd rather have you that way than not at all. So no, I don't really want to talk about it at this moment." I feel an urge to cry thinking of everything Harry and I have been through together but I don't want to break.