serendipity ⤑ harry lewis

fifteen

"oh, how nice of you to join us" harry chuckled, lay on the sofa as he watched me stroll in to the living room.

"that was a good sleep," i stretched, "where's cal?"

"here, here!" he exclaimed as he walked in to the room and slumped on his chair, "oh yeah, harold. katie just called me and said she needs to come and pick her coat up." he said as my eyes widened, "left it yesterday."

yesterday?

i felt a lump grow in my throat at the word. katie was here. katie was here yesterday. harry didn't mention it, he lied. he was 'popping out and then streaming' whilst i was sheepishly waiting for him like an idiot.

he came at me for speaking to one of my best friends whilst he spent the day with his ex girlfriend. the day after he asked me to persue something with him.

i knew deep down that this was a bad idea. i let myself push the thoughts back as i looked at harry as perfect in every way. getting hurt was something i'd been afraid of all of my life, but harry was the last person i would've expected this from.

i gulped as i turned away, gunning for the door. i didn't care about anything right now other than just going home.

i heard harry jump from the sofa, "evie, please."

i didn't want to reply or even turn around, the sight of him right now would trigger the tears that were gathering in my eyes.

i slammed the door, running up the stairs after the lift took far too long.

as i threw myself in to bed, the grief sunk in whilst the tears came down my cheeks in floods. not only was i grieving the loss of the possibility of any relationship since harry, but i was grieving the amazing friendship we shared for almost 2 years.

harry and i spent every day together. i couldn't go anywhere or do anything without being reminded of him. we lived in the same apartment block, for fucks sake. almost every single day i had spent in london was with him and now i was left wondering if i even belonged here at all.

katie? really? she broke harry, cheating on him after their multiple years together. she couldn't ever compare to the way i would be with him. i was so ready to love harry in a way i'd never loved anyone before. i convinced myself that i could do it, be in a relationship.

harry fucking lewis, you've made the biggest mistake you ever will.

harry's pov

"left it here yesterday." cal explained, my eyes widening as i prayed evie hadn't heard his words.

i didn't move my eyes from her as he spoke, scanning her face for any sort of reaction. any intel to how she was going to react. i watched her gulp as her brows furrowed slightly, telling me everything i needed to know. she had heard. and i was going to fucking kill cal.

"evie, please." i pleaded, chasing after her as she walked to the door.

the slam of the door was my response as she walked away. the loud noise forced the harsh reality to settle. i had lost evie. i knew her, better than anybody else. she wouldn't give me another chance. i knew she didn't want to get hurt and that's why she never even tried to find someone, she trusted me enough to give it a shot and i couldn't get another. 

"cal! are you fucking stupid?" i began, turning to look at his confused expression.

"what?"

"look at what you've just done!" i scoffed, "why the fuck would you say that in front of evie?"

he stood up as he walked over to me, "harry, bro. i won't ever hide anything," he shrugged, "if there's anything i could say to make her walk out like that, that's on you. you should've told her, she would've understood. but now you've fucked it, and it's not my fault."

his words enraged me, my brows furrowing in response. "and i would've told her, but now she won't even fucking hear me out!"

his nonchalant demeanour continued as he began walking to his room, "should've thought about that when you spent the night with her after spending a day with your ex."