Part 22
YOUR POV.
I turned around to see Dylan. His hair was messy and he wore grey sweatpants with a simple white t-shirt. I scratched the back of my head.
Y (you): "Yeah, I s-s-search a spoon..."
Dylan chuckled because of my stuttered sentence and walked past me to the other side of the kitchen, bending over. His hand pulled a la open and he held a spoon in his hand.
D (Dylan): "This spoon?"
Y: "I don't mind the size or colour of the spoon Dylan."
He chuckled again with a little smile on his face. I walked towards him and yanked the spoon out of his big hand. I walked towards the counter where my bowl with cornflakes and milk stood. The spoon slowly slid into the mixture of milk and cornflakes. I took it with me to the livingroom, Dylan his footsteps were behind me.
HARRY'S POV.
Quick I wiped my tear away. A sniffle filled the silence air in my room. I hung the picture back on the wall and walked back to my bed, where my bag was. I opened it and took my clothes and other stuff out of it. Suddenly my phone vibrated, curious I took it out of my pocket, I had a text.
Grace
Sunday March 10th, 11:48AM
(YN) bby, I miss you so much already! My Whatsapp isn't working anymore D:. How are you, and how are your new housemates? Tomorrow your first day at your new school, are you nervous? ;). Good luck tomorrow, I'll think about you little dirty slut :). xx -Grace :*
A grin spread across my face. Grace accidenlty sent her message to me instead of to (YN). It was cute how close (YN) was with her best friend Grace. Acutally I was wondering why I had Grace her number in my list, we were not even friends, only classmates.
I read the message again. 'Tomorrow your first day at your new school'. New school...
My eyes widen and it was like a stone was stuck in my throat, it was difficult to swallow, it hurt...
New school , (YN) went to a new school and I didn't know?! But why would she go a new school if she goes to a new school in Spain in a few months, why would she go to a new school to follow lessons there for a few months, she could just stay at her old school, my school, in my class? Why?
I didn't hesitate and called Grace, for the first time in my life... There was a long beep for a few seconds, but it was interuppted my Grace her high voice.
G (Grace): "Grace."
H (Harry): "Grace, it's Harry."
G: "Harry? Erm, hi."
I heard the astonishment in her voice.
H: "You accidently sent your message to me instead of (YN)."
G: "Oh really?! Oh my god, I'm sorry, it won't happen again."
H: "Hey don't worry about, it was cute."
G: "Erm okay...."
H: "But I have a question."
There was a short silence and I heard a sigh escape her lips.
G: "Okay, ask me."
H: "Is (YN) to a new school?"
GRACE'S POV.
Harry his husky, low voice asked the question what made me swallow. Should I tell him where (YN) was? Maybe it was dangerous... Since a short while I believed everything what Rebecca told me about her cousin Jake, who knew Harry. 'Harry is dangerous.' Rebecca her voice reverberated through my head.
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