6 March 2020
*Harmony James*
I wake up feeling really sad and heavy-hearted. Last night's events weigh on me like a dark cloud, making me feel down and troubled. I can't help but replay those scenes in my head, and it fills me with disappointment and hurt. It's a confusing mix of emotions - I'm angry at Harry for acting distant and dismissive, frustrated with myself for letting my vulnerability lead me to ask him to sleep with me. But underneath it all, there's this deep sadness, as if our connection isn't as strong as I hoped.
I let out a big sigh and drag myself out of bed, moving slowly towards the bathroom. The shower's warm water embraces me, offering some comfort in this moment.
After I step out of the shower, I find myself standing in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection. I'm frustrated and filled with self-doubt. How did I let myself get tangled up in all of this? I shake my head, trying to clear my thoughts, but the questions keep swirling in my mind. Was it my fault? Did I misunderstand Harry's intentions? Or was it just a collision of two people who weren't sure of what they wanted? And why my life is like this? The coincidence of this things...
Returning to my room, I grab my phone from the nightstand and turn it on. The screen lights up, showing me the weight of unread messages. Among them, two catch my eye. One is from Rachel, my best friend, and it's an urgent plea for help: "SOS I NEED YOUR HELP! PLEASE CALL ME!"
The other message is from Kevin, a name that brings up a mix of curiosity and unease: "Hi Harmony. It's Kev. I'm really happy that we talked yesterday. Maybe we can meet up for coffee today?"
My heart races as I read Rachel's message. What could be so urgent that she needed my help immediately? I quickly dial her number, my fingers trembling with a mix of worry and anticipation. Each ring feels like an eternity until it finally connects.
Ring... ring... but there's no answer. Panic starts to set in as my mind conjures up all sorts of worst-case scenarios. What if something terrible happened to Rachel? My thoughts spin out of control until I remember that she's with Zach, her dependable boyfriend. I dial his number next, hoping for some answers.
"Zach, it's Harmony. Have you heard from Rachel? She sent me a message, but she's not answering her phone."
"Harmony, thank goodness you called. Rachel's been in a panic about something important. Let me put her on.", he says with an amused voice.
As I wait anxiously for Rachel to come on the line, my mind races with worry and a hint of frustration. Moments later, Rachel's voice comes through, filled with a mix of frustration and desperation.
"Harmony, oh my gosh, I need your help! I have this crucial model event today, and I have no idea what to wear! I'm freaking out!"
"Wait, Rachel, you scared me! I thought something serious had happened. Clothes? That's what you're panicking about? Are you real? God! Why the hell are you my friend?"
"Yes, MIMI! This event is a big deal, and I want to make a good impression. Can you come over and help me choose an outfit? I trust your fashion sense."
Relief washes over me as I realize the situation isn't as dire as I initially feared. Taking a deep breath, I try to gather my thoughts and say: "Okay, Rachy, calm down. I can't come over now because I am in another country. Just try to breathe, and we'll find the perfect outfit together. Everything will be fine."
A few moments later, Rachel initiates a video call, and her face fills the screen. We start chatting about random things, trying to distract ourselves from the stress and uncertainty of the current moment. Rachel's laughter is contagious, and soon enough, we're both laughing like old times.
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Harmony (H.S.)
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