A couple days after the dinner, I decided to invite Harry to Starbucks. It was a cold morning, and I was really tired, from staying up all night, figuring out what I was going to say to him.
All these thoughts were running through my head, but I could utter absolutely no words. Not a single one. Goodbye's are hard, but they are even harder, when you know you may never see the person again. A lot can happen in two years. I mean, I could die, he could die, I could stay in America, he could movie to the other side of the world.
The possibilities are endless.
I wrapped my sweater tightly around my body and walked into Starbucks. I ordered my drink and sat down, waiting for him.
A few minutes late the door opened and he walked in. I watched as he ordered his drink. Once he got his drink, he swiftly looked around, before his eyes met mine.
He gave me a big smile and walked towards me. He really was so sweet. "Hi," he grinned. He walked to my side of the table, hugging me, and kissing me on the cheek. "How are you babe?"
"Alright, thanks. How about you?"
"Meh. Same old same old. I haven't seen Carly in awhile. I don't know if I should be worry or not," he nervously chuckles.
"I'm sure everything's fine," I assure him.
"So," he says. "Why'd you invite me to coffee?"
I shift in my seat, glancing outside at the rain now coming down. What a wonderful day to tell him about me leaving.
"Um well-"
"Should I be worried?"
"No. Well-it depends how you take me telling you this."
"Holy fuck," he breathes, "are you dying?"
"What? No."
"Okay. Just making sure, because then that would be bad."
"What an understatement," I laugh.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I just can't imagine a world without you in it," he sighs.
"Oh please. I'd be another lonely soul in oblivion, within a week."
"No," he says, seriously. "I would definitely remember you."
We sit in silence for what seems like forever. I decided to take a sip of my coffee, before I started talking again.
"Alright, so what I was going to tell you...was that I'm going to be leaving soon." Terrible wording, Eden. Terrible wording.
"Leaving? Where? When?"
"America. I'm spending my second half of college in New York."
"New York? All the way in America? For two years?"
"Yeah. I'm sorry. I wanted to tell you sooner-"
"N-no it's fine. I just can't believe you're leaving. When do you leave?"
"2 months."
"2 months?!?" He yells. "That's not that much time, considering you'll be gone for two years!"
"I know, but I have to follow my school schedule."
"Do you realize how long two years is, Eden? It's a long fucking time. A long fucking time. I could die in two years. We could lose contact so easily. We'll be living in completely different time zones. Our friendship is now in jeopardy."
"I hope we won't lose touch. You're my only friend. I wouldn't purposely stop talking to you. Y-you make me happy." His eyes soften.
"I-I hope we don't lose touch either. You're one of the only people I feel like I can trust. I just wish you told me sooner."
"Yeah, I'm sorry." I sigh.
"I'll miss you...a lot."
"I'll miss you, too. Hey, I'm not gone yet," I smile. He nods, smiling lightly, but it wasn't the smile I knew and loved.
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We didn't talk much after that. Not as much as we normally do. He insisted on driving me home, but I didn't really want to ride with him.The tension was unbearable.
"Are you upset?" I hesitantly ask. He glances at me, and I can see the hurt in his eyes.
"No, I'm not. I've just-I-I'm not used to people leaving me," he sighs and takes his lips between his fingers, releasing a breath.
I sigh to myself and look forward. We remain in silence until we reach my apartment. I turned to face him before getting out of the car.
"Thank you." He looks at me.
"For the ride? It's no big deal," he brushes me off.
"For the ride and for caring."
"About?"
"About me."
"H-how do you know I care about you?" He stutters out. I smile at him.
"Oh I just know." He nods slowly.
"Well your welcome I guess." I smile lightly.
"It means more than you could ever imagine."
A/N: Ay it's Friday!!! So I posted this chapter and I went to go start writing more of Chapter 8 and it said this wasn't published. So, hopefully this one publishes. I'm really excited for summer, because then I can update a lot. Maybe everyday. Only 10 more days until summer. Hope everyone has a good weekend :)
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Oblivion (Harry Styles)
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