One Wish I Regret

Chapter 3: Saved By The Bell

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I rushed into the neighbour's yard and hid behind the small wall that separated his and Harry's house. A few seconds later I peeked over to see if Harry's car was parked in the drive way. I was such a lucky duckling! I started making my way to the front door and suddenly stopped when headlights shined on me. Shit! I didn't dare turn around; instead, I scrambled behind the bushes like a chicken on fire. I lay low and didn't dare to breathe as I heard the car door shut. Footsteps made their way to the front door and stopped. I peeked through the bushes and saw that it was Harry; he was looking for the keys in his pocket. It took him a few seconds to find them and then walked in.

Now how was I supposed to get in? If he found out that I went somewhere else I would get a very bad beating. My face started to turn hot and my eyes got watery. No, I’m not going to cry. I’m a smart girl and I would find a way in; there is always a way. I tied my long brown hair in a messy bun and started to think of ways I could get in. Tying my hair always helped me; it cleared my mind.

There was the option of using the back door but it would be too risky. I looked around for a few minutes and saw a ladder lying on the neighbour's yard. I know it would be called stealing if I just took the ladder, but it wouldn't if I would return it after I'm done with it. I looked around to see if anyone was there and then dragged the ladder into Harry's garden. I balanced the ladder against the side of the wall and got ready to climb up. You may be wondering, what is this girl doing? Is she insane? Yes, I guess I am, but if this mad idea works then it’s not crazy after all. I started climbing, telling myself not to look down, but a strong breeze of wind passed making the ladder shake. That didn’t stop me from climbing; I continued climbing and finally reached the top.

I tried to force the window open but it wouldn’t budge. Dam it! After a few more tries I finally got it open and fell in with a BOOM! When I looked around the room I realized that it was Harry’s room. The bed wasn’t made and he had pictures all over the wall. Pictures of whom? I tried to get a better look at them but realized I had no time to lose. Before I could get up, the door knob turned and I quickly slid under the bed scratching my cheek against the edge of the bed. It stung but I didn’t have time to care. Harry walked in closing the door behind him. Why did I have to go to the concert? Why, I kept asking myself.

 Harry’s P.O.V.

I turned the door knob and walked in. It was a tiring day at the studio and the lads and I were protesting against the management making us wear ridiculous outfits for our next photo shoot. I crashed in my bed and closed my eyes. Sometimes I wish I could go home to someone who can make me feel better even on my bad days. I got my phone out and started looking at the tweets our fans sent us, for they always seem to make me feel better; indeed we do have the best fans. After a few minutes of reading I got up and decided to take a long relaxing bath. I went to the bathroom to turn the water on and came back into my room. I took my shirt off and threw it on the bed. I began stripping into my boxers until I was wearing absolutely nothing.

Katie’s P.O.V.

I was waiting for the right moment to get out of his room. Suddenly, his jeans dropped to the ground and a few seconds later his boxers joined them. I was in a very awkward situation. I heard Harry’s footsteps make their way to the bathroom. Phew. Now was my chance to escape. Waiting until I heard the washroom door close behind him, I scurried out from under the bed.