blind. 2 | styles (hariana)

XIV. Ain't No Rest For The Wicked

~ Harry ~

She was trying to kill me, with her soft lips and mesmerizing eyes, and I couldn't bear the thought of going through a week without seeing her. My words sounded so ironic, how for two years she handled never seeing me so well and here I was about to spend a week away from her already a mess.

She occupied my thoughts and my phone, a picture of her as my lock screen and background seemed like a necessity to handle this week with ease. So that when I'm in class I can just look at her.

Was it weird of me to plan this out, maybe. But I can ignore the wanton of my actions and allow myself to have her around me this way. Just to look at and wonder if she was thinking about me too.

I tossed my phone in my hand and as I leaned back further into my seat. The slick leather squeaked against the pressure of my body, but I ignored it as I kept my attention on the scenery past the window. I was trying my hardest not to look at my phone, because it was getting ridiculous how many times I already checked the screen for new texts.

(7:26 am) Good morning beautiful :)

My text haunted me in its desolation. She should be awake by now, and if so she would have replied. It was almost eight and I was getting anxious. I wanted to hear her voice so bad.

This morning I barely got a chance to say good bye because she was so tired. In all her disarrayed glory, she did manage to sit up and hug me for twenty minutes straight. She fell asleep at one point, and by then I knew it would be best to leave and let her sleep.

It took every whim of will power within me to let her go. She felt so warm, I wanted to stay and hold her forever. However long that may be, even past then I'd still hold her.

(7:48 am) What did the traffic light sat to the car?

(7:48 am) Don't look, I'm changing.

As I sent the text, I couldn't help but snicker at my screen. It was quite possibly my best joke yet. My phone vibrated as she replied.

(7:49 am)Good morning to you too donut :P

(7:49 am) I love you

(7:49 am) a lot

(7:49 am) Miss you already :(

"Mr. Styles, we're entering Boston now."Straus spoke up from behind the wheel as I looked up from my phone momentarily. Nodding, I spoke, "Okay, thank you." I returned my attention to my phone and grinned.

(7:50 am) Miss you too...

(7:50 am) And I love you more

(7:50 am) Never gonna get tired of saying it lol

(7:50 am) Just wanted to send you a morning text before I forget

(7:50 am) I'm in Boston now

I tapped as the casing around my phone as I stared blankly at the screen afterwards. As I waited for her to reply, I glanced back at Straus who was humming along to the radio which was playing faintly in the background.

I frowned, looking back at my phone to still see no response, but I gave her time. Now I've reached the epitome of obsession, actually waiting with my phone in my hand for a girl to text me back immediately after.

This time last year I was dealing drugs and earning twice what I'd make as a Doctor.

It's crazy hot fast things change, I mean God only knows where I'd be today if last year didn't exist. Probably rotting in jail, or worse, alone.