Darkness

Chapter 5

Now One Direction is famous everywhere

I am in the winter of my Junior year now and have a few acquaintances here and there. I have grown an inch so I look like I am more normal height now. Although there are still few that meet or are shorter than my five-foot length. I was pretty short but was growing to love it a little more since i wasn't really modelesque but i was cute i guess.

Harry has toured the states and all over Europe and japan. Girls at school bow in front of his poster now or they rub it in others faces that harry had taken their virginity, some even lie about that. But none even think of asking me about him, our friendship, or even about me being his neighbor, it is like i am a ghost in this school. I watch everyone pass but nobody even as much as glances at me. If they by chance bump into me, i whisper a short sorry with no return or recognition.

Harry was back again from touring for a short time, they have just released their album "Take Me Home". I had bought a CD of it the day after it hit the shelves and listened to it, i liked the pop-y tune. I could tell Harry's voice wasn't as raw and was lower now. He looked different, sounded different, but the way he had forgotten me was all the same. sure over the two and a half years that have passed i had gotten used to the feeling, i had become pretty numb, but it was better than feeling everything and constantly mourning over the death of a friendship.

decided to go and get a cupcake at the bakery Harry used to work at in town. He always used to give me a double chocolate one and we would hang out while he worked and just have fun in our own little world. My stomach lurched at the thought, memories spilling back into my mind. I put the headphones to my I-pod into my ears and turned it up as high as it went before swallowing down the hard lump in my throat.

I then walked the 20 minute walk to the cupcake shop. And I was listening so intently I almost missed the shop. I rarely came here, it was purely a treat. It is a waste of money anyway, i wont end up eating the entire thing. I am never really hungry anymore, my appetite is so far down, i could go thought the day with a breakfast of toast and a Chai tea.

I got the same chocolate cupcake and a tea and went over to a bar seat in the corner. I sat quietly and looked at the cupcake while i sipped at my tea, i took a small plastic fork and gently stabbed the frosting on the edge seeing the cupcake squash a bit before bouncing back as i removed the fork and ate the peace i had torn off. i tasted sweet compared to my lacking tea. This place was starting to lose its charm.

I got out of my seat to through away the half eaten cupcake and empty drink, i turned around and heard the door bell chime. 

"Harry!" the shop owner yelled in surprise. 

"no" i whispered not believing my ears. I didn't want to see him, i wasn't ready. A lump formed in the back of my throat and wouldn't go down. 

"Barbra! Its nice to see you!" He sounded different. He probably wouldn't recognize me. But what if he did? I pulled up my hood and sat back down in my bar stool chair that faced the wall. I could just wait it out, it couldn't take too long, right?

"He would rather see his boss than you" the long forgotten voice said in my head. "that's so sad" it laughed at me.

I started to tear up a bit and i knew i was on the verge of tears, i couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't take that i was so far back in his mind. I made a run for it, I put in my head phones and put my head down as i made a run for the door. But by me having my headphones in and my eyes clamped i couldn't see or hear him coming my way, we ran into each other. Shit.

I looked up from the ground where i lay, then i realized i was on harry. Dammit. I didn't bother looking at him, i said sorry and tried getting up but the idiot grabbed my leg and as i looked back at him the tears were flowing. and then i saw it, the realization hit him, his eyes got wider and he grinned. But i just had more tears stain my face as i had just came up with the thought that he was okay with leaving me alone for those years, that it didn't effect him like it did me. 

I shook his grip from me and pulled open the bakery door feeling the crisp winter air wrap around me. i heard harry calling to me, my headphones had fallen out when i fell and  i hadn't bothered to put them back I just ran, the tears on my face stung my cheeks. 

I had out ran Harry just by seconds, as i locked the door he had arrived and banged on it, i caught my breath and ran up the stairs and now heard to voices calling for me, my mom and harry, but i left them un-answered as i locked myself in my room and just listened to my songs, crying to the lyrics. I wasn't numb any longer, i wasn't as frozen as the winter, i was the raining season, and i hated it.