chapter 4
I went down the stairs and sat next to Harry.
I put my arm and his shoulder and looked him straight in the eye.
I : Harry .. why are you sad? Have I done something wrong . ?
Harry : Not you! And it's better if I go now , have you even said yourself.
I : Harry! Do not go! It was not meant that way.
My grief was suddenly gone. I was only still know what's going on ! On a girl it can not be , I would have known. But to what?
I : Say ! Please ! Harry : No! I do not think you 'll even sadder.
Me: I'm sorry if you're not telling me something, please, I want to know.
Harry: Okay! , you must not tell anybody.
I play with my chain Zayn had given me a long time ago.
At that moment I realized I was still wearing them. I took me with her hands behind my neck and opened it. I took it in both hands and put them next to me.
Me: Come on Harry!
We sit down. Harry and I went into the living room and sat on the bench.
Harry was silent. So he was never otherwise. He was always bright and cheerful but now we barely got a word out of him.
His eyes constantly dish down and folded her hands.
Beads of sweat Ronnen him on the forehead.
You saw him on the right something was going on.
I: HARRY!
Harry: Yeah okay!
He began to speak:
