"Listen, I know I probably fucked it all up for us b-"
"Forget it", I sighed, cutting Louis of.
"Well, it's pretty damn hard when you sit there all worried and pissed of or something".
I looked at my best friend, still dressed in only a white towel around his waist since he didn't had time to change. It surprised me it hadn't fell of, not even once during this time. I turned my head quickly to the two sleeping girls in the backseat before looking back at the road with a sigh, drumming my fingers against the steering wheel.
"I have a reason to be pissed of", I spoke calmly and looked at Louis, "because I am hell of worried too, you know. I mean you all could die. Even the blonde one, that I really couldn't care less about", Louis rolled his eyes at me, "And the thing that pisses me off the most, is that no one truly understand what mess we got us into".
"We will get out of it", he assured, placing his hand on my shoulder as I looked back at the dark road ahead of us, "I promise you and because it's mostly me that got us into this.. I will do everything I can to get us out of it".
"Can we just.. Ugh, stop talking about it? I need to focus on the road".
"We don't know where we are heading anyway, Harry".
I could feel Louis stare at me, and I was afraid of that he could read my anxious movements, even though it was dark, only the big moon shining together with the weak stars above us. The tone Louis had as he spoke made my stomach turn in a bad way. I didn't wanted to hear him question, wonder or anything, because I hadn't get my head around anything myself. A huge relief washed over me as Louis looked away, placing away his hand from my shoulder isilence. I breathed out.
"I see there's more, do you think I'm stupid?"
The sudden question made me almost jump. I looked at Louis, but never met his gaze as he looked out through the window.
"Uhm..n-no, there's nothing", I answered quickly as I drove passed the slow truck, swallowing hard.
I cursed at the weather, that was too warm and too silent to handle. There was no wind, no breeze, nothing. And it made me panic because not a single word could disappear into the wind making our conversations lead to nothing, ending with silence between us.
"Oh come on, Styles. Don't lie to me", Louis sighed and I rolled my eyes at him.
"I..", but nothing more left my lips, just a sigh.
"You left the photograph, didn't you?".
A unfamiliar pain was felt in my chest, as the question reached my ears. I moved uncomfortably in my seat, clenching my hands tightly around the steering wheel. I didn't answer, because the pain made me completely speechless.
"Harry", Louis sighed and I looked back at the road as he looked at me, "We all forgot about it, it isn't your fault-"
"You don't understand", I finally spoke in furious, quickly letting my gaze meet his, "I had the chance, I was so close but I didn't even.. think of it", I breathed, my mouth wide open as I was lost of words, "I..", Louis hand was back on my shoulder as he caught my red hands tightly around the wheel, "it was on the pillow right next to me, and I didn't..", a sight left my lips, "I didn't".
"What made you run back to the bed in first place, Harry?", my best friend asked, stroking my shoulder in a friendly manner, helping my breath slow down.
I repeated the moment as a imagine in front of me. How I looked at the damn bag, repeating for myself how important those fucking expensive shoes were for Bella and her daughter. And it scared me that I chose Bella's happiness, a girl I've known for three days and twenty hours, a beautiful stranger, before my own happiness that showed me the way back to life.
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365 Days | H.S (ON HOLD)
Fiksi Penggemar|''Never give up on something that you can't go a day without thinking about. - Sir Winston Churchill''| He went on a roadtrip with his best friend to find the girl on the photograph that saved his life. But little did he know that not only woul...
