Apologies

Chapter Four

(A/N Hey guys! I'm Shannon the new author of Apologies. I know I am not as good as Tara, but I PROMISE to do my best to be! Please comment and tell me what you think. I will try to try to fix any problems you have with the story. I hope you enjoy! Thanks for reading! Love Shannon!) 

 Chapter Four

I sat on my bed going through online job listings. Nothing really caught my eye, maybe it was because the words had become a blur on the computer. Sleep would come easily now if it weren’t for that dumb recurring dream. I know its just a dream, but that feeling, that feeling of being so lonely. Everyone hating me.The worst part of the dream isn’t even that my family and my friends hate me, that the fans all boo me off the stage, but Harry. His eyes, they don’t have that sweet innocence anymore, they have an anger to them. Almost like a relapse to his bullying days. 

“Evie, i’m off to school .” Kate said poking her head into my bedroom. I smiled and told her good luck. 

“Don’t have too much fun without me!” I called out as she walked out the door.

“I’ll do my best!” She closed the front door a little too hard making the room shake. I pushed myself out of bed and went down to the kitchen. I poured a glass of orange juice and sat down at my table. 

What to do, what to do? Ran through my mind, over and over again. I flipped through a few magazines and then through a newspaper. Finally my phone buzzing on the counter interrupted my streak of boredom. I snapped up reaching for my phone. 

“Hello?” I said eagerly into the speaker, not taking any time to check the caller i.d.

“Hey love, you sound excited.” Harry said, I could basically hear the smirk on his voice. 

“Well I miss you, what time is it where you are?” I questioned, remebering he was on a worldwide tour. 

“Um I don’t know I think about 3 in the morning.”

“Harry!! Go to sleep, why are you still awake.”

“To talk to you babe.” He replied making me smile, he waited up till three in the morning to talk to me? I really hoped this whole honeymoon stage of our relationship never ended.  

“Thats really sweet Harry. But you should really get some sleep.”

“You didn’t seem like you got any sleep last night.” He said, sounding like a concerned parent. 

“Yeah I did, just I mean, I don’t know, I got sleep don’t worry about me Harry i’m fine.”

“I know Evie but I just don’t anything to happen again I don’t know what I would do without you.”

“Sorry didn’t realize alcoholic was another word for angel.” I scoffed, but immediately regretted my words. “Harry I- I- didn’t mean that.” Maybe it was all the therapy that made me so open. Its like my filter had instantly disappeared, and I always said what came to mind. I didn’t think one thing through. It hadn’t gotten me in much trouble, until right now. Alcoholic, what was I, insensitive? Its not like I had any room to judge, at least the scars on my arm agree. 

“Yeah um, look I gotta go. I’ll talk to you later.”

“Harry-”

“Bye Evie.”

“Bye.” I hung up the phone. I sighed, getting up from from my chair. What did I just say? It just came out of nowhere. Maybe it was because he was acting like he was so great. Like he could be concerned about me, I was supposed to be concerned about him. I should be the one reassuring that he didn’t relapse, that he was ok.