What if we'd rewrite the stars? (Harlos) {💯%}

3. Troubles

Harry pov:
I was alone with FGM during detention and she looked at me.
"Harry, this isn't the first time you didn't pay attention at all... Am I right?" she asked calmly and I shifted uncomfortably in my seat.
"Well... No... But... Eh..."
"Has something been going on?"
What is this? An interrogation or something?
"What do you want me to do during detention?" I asked to change the subject and FGM looked at me.
"I'm trying to have a conversation with you about why you haven't been paying attention."
I sighed and she begand snapping her fingers.
"Harry?"
"What?"
"I said your name five times. Why didn't you say something?"
Did she actually say my name five times...?
"I..."
"Is everything alright?"
"Why does everyone keep asking that? I'm fine okay... I'm sorry for not paying attention, can I go now?" I asked.
No one needed to know about my brain damage for now, they'd all start treating me differently.
FGM sighed.
"Fine, you can go. But if something is going on... It's best to be honest about it."
I hesitated but nodded before I left.

Carlos looked at me once I returned to the dorm.
"You could've told me y'know..." he said as he shoved his laptop aside.
"T- told you what?"
"First of all, you left your phone here... Secondly the hospital called you and I might've picked up. Why didn't you tell me you went for a check-up and that you found out you have brain damage?!"
"Keep your voice down!" I sissed and I looked at Carlos.
"I'm sorry... I didn't tell anyone... And you can't tell anyone either!"
"But shouldn't the others know? Harry this is serious!"
"Carlos please, I'm begging you. I don't want anyone to know... People would treat me differently and hell, I don't want to be seen as a dickhead with brain damage."
"Harry, you mean the world to me. Which is why I think you should tell the others."
"Carlos please... Don't tell anyone... I'm begging you, please."
Carlos hugged me and I sighed.
I wrapped my arms around him as well and he looked at me.
"I'm worried. If it gets worse it could lead to death!"
"Hey, I won't die from it. Besides it's not going to get worse... "
"You don't know yet. Those people who called, said they wanted to try some treatments to prevent further damage. But the damage you already have can't even be healed!" Carlos said and then I realised what they told me in the hospital.
The same story; it couldn't be healed...
"Promise me you won't tell anyone yet." I said softly and Carlos shook his head.
"I can't promise you that."
"You got to, please."
"Harry, how am I supposed to keep this for myself?! Do you know what other consequences brain damage will have when you don't do something? It'll effect you hearing, it'll cause dizziness, sleeping problems, headaches and-"
"Carlos. Please... I don't want anyone to know yet because I know they'll freak out like you!" I said and Carlos looked at me.
"Can you blame them- me?"
"Well no... But I... I don't want any of you to freak out. So please keep it to yourself... I'll tell them, just... not yet."
Carlos sighed.
"I'll try... But no promises."
I nodded.
"Thank you..." I said softly and Carlos looked at me.
"Are you even okay?"
"I guess... It's just messed up with foxussing and concentrating... And remembering things..."
"I guess the tourney team is off-"
"Wasn't joining anyway."
"Worth a try. Can you at least come tomorrow to watch the training?"
"Ugh, fine. But only because I think you'd look cute in your team uniform."
Carlos chuckled and I kissed him gently.