I knew it, I know you

Hard To Sleep

Gracie POV

I lay in my bed again. Staring at the ceiling in the dark. Figures danced in my head. The kind of feeling when you have something to cry about.

, "This isn't me." I kept repeating in my head.

What is happening to me?

Albert's voice canted in my head, but this time it didn't calm me down. He was haunting me. "How do I feel about him?" All it was causing me was anxiety.

Audrey said it was just in my head, but what if it was true. What if he chooses her over me? What if he runs away from all the problems... from me?

I grab my pillow and throw it in the corner of the room, screaming.

I hate her, I hate her!

I'm losing control.

I turn to the other side and grab my bodyguard, opening my chat with Albert. I stop. Tomorrow is a big day for him... He must be on his way to London. I can't ruin everything. This is important to Albert.

What if I had stopped him? Should I... tell him everything?

I bite my lip and start writing.

The night seemed endless, each minute dragging by, and with every tick of the clock, my insecurities grew louder. I finally drafted a message to Albert, something simple and sweet: "Miss you. Hope you're getting some rest." But before I could hit send, my thumb hovered over the screen, and then I deleted it.

I couldn't bring myself to send it. Instead, I tossed my phone aside and stared at the darkness, my heart heavy with the weight of everything I was too scared to admit—even to myself.

The night seemed endless, each minute dragging by, and with every tick of the clock, my insecurities grew louder. I finally drafted a message to Albert, something simple and sweet: "Miss you. Hope you're getting some rest." But before I could hit send, my thumb hovered over the screen, and then I deleted it.

I couldn't bring myself to send it. Instead, I tossed my phone aside and stared at the darkness, my heart heavy with the weight of everything I was too scared to admit—even to myself.

My phone lit up. I grabbed it hoping it was a familiar person.

Albert.

I opened the chat and saw a song sent. My song, "The Blue.

What's he doing now?

My phone rang and his face showed up on my screen. I picked up.

-"Can I ask why you're not sleeping? - Albert is smiling.

He was in his bed, leaning against the wall.

-"Why are you sending me my song?", I ask rubbing my eyes.

He started quoting my lyrics.

- 'Send me every song that keeps you up from sleeping'. So I sent you the song that keeps me awake. And I want to meet your family when I get home.

-What are you talking about? Are you serious? - I ask, smiling. He made me change my mind. - Why are you listening to my song and not sleeping?

-I'm getting ready for my flight to London.

- So...

Albert takes a breath.

-I miss you, that's why I'm listening to it.

I blushed and started laughing as I bowed my head.

-'Idiot, I miss you too. How was the... walk?

-Gray.