Hidden Feel

Hidden Feel, part 12

Part 12

YOUR POV.

I couldn't believe it. Going to Spain for my study about 2 weeks?

Y (you): "But what about my school this year?"

M (mom): "Don't worry about that, you can finish this year on your new school in Spain because of your good grades, expect maths, well, your math grades are reasonable but they talked about you and they said it was fine. Aren't you happy (YN)? Because your dad and me am! We're so proud of you! I already called your new school and they said you can join your new class in less than 3 weeks!"

There was a lump in my throat, only a stupid crack and squeak escaped my lips. 

Y: "Mom... I think it's too fa-..."

Harry caught my attention by stepping out of his bed, walking towards me.

M: "What do you think?"

I shook my head but then I realized my mom couldn't see me. When I opened my mouth again to speak, Dr. Collins came in. Strictly he pointed to Harry and then to the bed, indicate he had to go back. Harry did what he said and with a disappointed glance he crawled under the white sheets. Dr. Collins checked Harry's moisture and left again.

Y: "No no, nevermind. I erm...."

M: "Be home around 2:00PM okay? So we can talk about it. There are a lot of things we have to regulate."

Y: "Yeah yeah, sure..."

M: "Bye sweetheart!"

I didn't respond and quick I pressed the red button on my phone. My phone fell in my lap while I laid my face in my cold hands, sighing deep. I wasn't ready for it yet, it went all too fast! 4 months long I was craving to going to Spain in the summer, not in springtime! But my stupid mom already called and talked with my new school, without consult me. I mean, I am the person who is going to Spain, not she. My hands went up and ran through my messy hair. 

H (Harry): "What's wrong (YN)?"

For a second I totally forgot I was in the same room with Harry. I was too frustraded, so I couldn't really control myself. I jumped up, threwing my reticule towards him while tears streaming down my face.

Y: "IT ALL GOES TOO FAST HARRY, I'M NOT READY FOR IT YET!!!! SHE IS NOT ASKING ME ABOUT IT, I HATE IT! I DON'T WANNA GO YET!!!"

I stormed out the room towards the hall on my bare feet, threwing the door close behind me.

HARRY'S POV.

I was hurt, did I something wrong? I had never seen (YN) this angry or upset before. I heard the door threwing closed. Her reticule was on my lap, while a tear fell on my cheek, my left thumb slightly rubbed the leather material from her black reticule. I felt so guilty, even though I didn't know what I did wrong. Even though we only had one date, I had a feeling that (YN) was the one. Everytime I think about her, or see her, there were butterflies in my stomach. But what did she mean with 'it all goes too fast, 'she isn't asking me about it', 'I don't wanna go yet'. Who was the 'she'? (YN) left a few seconds ago, but I already missed her.

YOUR POV.

1 HOUR LATER

Y: "Grace I'm not ready for it yet, I don't wanna go yet!"

Grace put her arm around me when we sat together on the couch in her pink bedroom. She grabbed the mug with hot tea out of my hand and placed it on the nightstand near her couch. She kissed my temple.

G (Grace): "But (YN), think clearly, you're waiting so long, like 8 years to go to Spain for your study, and now your dream comes true, isn't it amazing to go abroad?! It's an amazing experience!"