Only We Know

Chapter Seventeen - If I Could Only Read Minds

I mange to avoid Harry for another two weeks by hanging out with Delaney a lot more, eating lunch in the unused science room and getting up extra early and walking to school. Delaney and Emma constantly ask me why I am doing it, but I just can't seem to bring myself to tell them the reason. In English, I got pared with Harry for a group assignment, but I managed to convince the teacher that I work better alone. Harry texted me countless times and from what Katie has been telling me, he still waits outside the house every morning to see if I need a ride. 

When I wake up this morning, I feel like Ive walked through hell. My stomach hurts and I have a pounding headache. When I try to brush my teeth, I can barely keep my eyes open and I lay back down and shut my eyes for a few seconds. When I open them again, the clock tells me a few seconds turned in to fifteen minutes. I curse and get ready quickly, knowing Harry is going to be out front and I don't think I will be able to get past his car. When I walk downstairs, I peak out the window and see the Range Rover. I sigh and grab my bag. I walk out to the car and keep my eyes on the ground. I climb in and buckle myself. I stare out the window and wait for him to drive, but he doesn't. 

"Lea" He says and I stare out the window "What did I do wrong?"

"Nothing" I say "We're going to be late"

"We have time. Tell me what I did. Im sorry for whatever it was, I miss you"

The words sting when I hear them. I miss him too. I miss texting him and hearing his laugh and getting to look at his dimples and tattoos and smile everyday. I look down at my hands and wait for him to drive, but he doesn't. I sigh and peak up at him. He is staring at me, his green eyes searching mine for a hint of anything that will tell him something. I try to look away, but I'm captivated. This is the first time I've got to have a good look at him for two weeks. I look over his face. His curls are longer now, and he needs to get them cut. His stubble is growing back in. He looks perfect everywhere but his eyes. They are missing the sparkle they usually have when we are together.

"Are you okay?" He asks

"No" I whisper and turn away from him

"Can you please tell me why?"

You mean can I tell you that I haven't slept well in almost two weeks because I can't stop thinking about you and how you could be with anyone and Im probably never going to be that person? Or do you mean how I don't know if you like me or not and its driving me crazy?

"No" I whisper again and he sighs

I feel the car begin to move and I look out the window. I watch the buildings get a little taller and the amounts of people increase. I count to sixty twenty times before we reach the school. I can tell that Harry is frustrated by the silence because he grips his hands tighter on the steering wheel. I consider just spilling everything to him, but I can't find the words to start. When he parks, I jump out of the car and practically run to the doors, not waiting for him. He catches up with me easily and I keep my head down, glad we're not here early. We walk through the doors and I hurry to my locker. I see Delaney and I smile internally. I open my locker and peak being me, where Harry is waiting. I gulp and quickly gather my things before closing my locker and turning to Delaney and hiding behind her.

"Im staying here with Delaney" I whipper 

"Okay" He grumbles "See you at lunch"

I watch as he stalks off, clearly angry. Delaney turns around to look at me and frowns.

"You look like hell"

"I know"

"What's wrong, Lea?" She asks, her voice filled with concern "You won't talk to Harry and you won't talk to me or Emma"