My Only

CHAPTER 21

July 11th
Jeanne Watson

Today we're going to Birmingham. We're on the bus at the moment and I'm in the tiny bunk bed with Harry behind me, having his arms around me while I'm thinking about yesterdays situation.

Someone definitely locked me into the sauna on purpose. I mean how could you accidently lock someone in a sauna? Besides, I was alone in there, that's all I know. And it's definitely not a ghost. But who could it be and why would that 'who' do that? What did I do to make someone so angry that they tried to kill me? And how did I not notice? I don't know how I feel. Scared maybe. Because someone is definitely after me and I have no idea who it is and what 'who' wants. Why would anyone be after me? Or do that even? It's all just so weird, when I least expected it, the worst happened. I had no time to be prepared or anything.

"Are you awake?" Harry whispers from behind me and breaks my thoughts. I feel his breath against my neck. I turn around to meet his crystal green eyes. They're puffy from his sleep, probably mine too. I put my hand on his red-flamed cheek. His smile appears on his whole face and his dimples engrave deeply in his cheeks.

"No" I answer jokingly. We both giggle a bit at my lame joke. But can you blame me? No, I just woke up.

"Should I wake you up then?" he asks and smiles, I nod, not knowing exactly what he means, but still finding it cute. Then he cups my face and leans in so my lips meets his. They're softer than usual, probably because we both have been awake in maybe five minutes. I never want to leave, I just want to be here all day with no worries. Just slow kisses and soft hugs. Sounds like a dream if you ask me. We pull back from our kiss and our eyes meet, but only for a second.

"Come on lovers, breakfast!" Emily shouts from outside of our bunk bed, sounding pretty tired of life. But I mean she always does so I shouldn't think as much about it as I do.

**

"You and Harry have become closer, how's that?" Jessica asks. We're sitting in the small room just the two of us talking. It's been a while since we had a chat like this. My life the last few days has just been about Harry and me being scared and sad. But I'm not planning on telling her about that. No, absolutely not. She wouldn't believe me. And besides I have no news on Harry, she already knows that we are together. Well, kind of.

"Err..." I start. "I mean...nothing...happened" I somehow spit out, lying.

"Okay" Jessica says, nodding slowly, sounding not quite convinced. I suck at lying, really. And Jessica knows me damn to well to know when I'm lying and not.

"Nothing happened" I repeat, trying to salvage and make her believe me. She nods this time. "How are you and Luke? Anything new?"

"We're...good" she sighs. Okay, she's lying.

"Jess, are you sure?" I ask. "Anytime I mention him you get quiet and all weird. You clearly don't want to talk about him, you can tell me and you know that"

"It's just...that he's like, I told you, not one of the emotional persons. He's like talking to a nodding wall" she says.

"So you've not talked to him?"

"No. I've tried but he always starts to kiss and touch me. It's not that it's not okay for me, I mean, I let him do that but he won't let me talk about how I feel about stuff. And every time I do, he's looking at his phone and he's just nodding and saying things like 'mhmm' 'ah' and 'oh'" she explains.

"Don't let him do anything until you talk to him" I suggest and she nods. Then we don't get to finish our talk until Emily comes.

"Hello losers" she says and walks against us. Her black hair is up in a high ponytail.