Stronger

Chapter 3: Forget

*One week later.....*

 ''Just leave me alone'' I reply, feeling like crying. ''Get out of here, please.'' ''Babe, calm down, just let me...'' ''No, I won't let you, get outta here!'', ''he really needs to speak to you, please don't push him away.'' ''Louis, he pushed ME away, he did, he left me all alone, just because people found out about us. That isn't a good base for a relationship, for any, not even for friends.'' ''He didn't mean to’’, ''Who are you fooling, Louis? He did, otherwhise all this shit wouldn't have happened.'' ''I'm sure you'll feel better when you talk to Harry himself, please give him a chance'', ''NO!'', ''Alright then.., but..'', ''No, just go away.'' As he walks out of my room, I start crying harder and harder, I can't believe Louis came to me, to tell me Harry wants to talk to me. What a fool is he? Is he afraid to come himself? Oh my god, he really...... I just can't stop crying. It was all a lie. I sit down against my wall, wondering what Harry is doing and why? Because I love that bitch, I do. I wipe down my tears and get up, I walk pass the window and sit down, I look out of my window, secretly hoping Harry would show up. As I sit there I could barely remember the conversation me and Louis were having, it wasn't even a conversation, it was all drama and screaming and words that shouldn’t have come out of my mounth. I can't believe I was acting so stupid, I should've said yes instead of no, maybe Harry can explain why he left me. Can he? I stand up from sitting in front of my window, where I sat about an hour now. I search for my phone as I suddenly realised I don't even have Harry's number, neither one of the other boys' number.. how sad,  I thought to myself. How was I going to say sorry for my behaviour when I wasn't even able to contact them? Not, I can't. I walk to my window again and again I strike down to sit on one of the pillows that is lying there. Again, I look out of my window, but this time I fell asleep..

*A few hours later...*

''Brooke'', ''Brooke, wake up'', ''Hmmm'' I stumble, ''your food is ready.'' I open my eyes and I see my mom, standing there being all nice and calling me for my food? Why does she changes moods so fast? She always does. She never pays attention to me, but now she wants me to eat my food? All these questions were running through my mind as I say ''I'm coming mum.'' She walks out of my room, while I am still sitting in front of my window. I just don't have the strength to get up and eat my food, so I didn't. ''Brooke, thought you were coming down?'' mum shouts, ''yes I am, I'm coming.'' I stand up and walk down the hallway, when I suddenly realised, I just can't eat, I couldn't even swallow my chewing gum today, how was I ever going to eat an entire plate of food? No way, I think. I run back to my room to grab my bag, some money and my phone and I run downstairs and quickly walk into the kitchen. ''Mum, I just realised I forgot something really important at Sandy's house. It's for a schoolproject, I need to get it right now'', ''but Jenna, it's time for dinner...'', ''I know mum, I do, but it's really important, mr. Samuels will kill me if I don't have it by tomorrow'', ''alright, go get it, I'll leave you some food.'' ''Oh yeah, about that, I'll get some food at the Cafetaria, I just haven't got the time anymore'', ''you know I don't want you to eat fastfood..'', ''yes I do, mum, but please I have to go...'', ''alright, I'll give you some money.'' As she walks down to her wallet I stood there barely jumping of frustration. Is she really thinking that I was going to get fastfood? Next joke please, I gring to myself. ''Here, you have 5 pounds, get yourself something descent and be back before 11!'' ''Of course, thank you.'' I say, as I close the front door. Can’t believe she even thought I was going to Sandy haha, no way, I was going to find Harry and this time for real. I was going to tell him how I felt about him, how I feel about him and how I will always feel about him. I want answers, I want to hug him, just something that will make me remember the things that we had. I want to know if the stories in the magazines aretrue, about him not missing me at all. I just want to know what the hell happened in his mind. Why he found the public more important than me? I was furious, but I tried to calm down as I cycled down to the city, I already knew I wasn’t going to find him there. Maybe his elderly home? Could it be? I thought as I already set my plans to go there, if I was able to even remember the place where his elderly house was.. Let’s see, Wellington st. or Crosspoint st. Hmm, I don’t remember.. let’s go for Crosspoint st. that kinda sounds familiar. Now I only had to remember the housenumber, which was going to be hard.. though it wasn’t hard to find Harry’s beautiful home, with brown bricks and a beautiful darker veranda. Yes, I see what I’ve been looking for.. Harry’s house, FINALLY. I pull down my bike as I try to walk instead of run towards his house. I knock on the door and wait.. hoping for Harry to come out…. but instead Anne opened the door. ‘’Hi love, haven’t seen you in a long time! How are you doing?’’, ‘’hello, yes I know. I’m doing fine.’’ ‘’I bet you’re looking for Harry, aren’t you?’’, ‘well.. y-yes, I kind of am. Is he at home?’’ I stumbled, ‘’no I’m sorry, he isn’t, he’s out with the lads in London.’’ Really? Did he really go back to London this fast? ‘’Alright, thank you.’’ ‘’Good luck love, should I let him know you came by?!’’, ‘’no, thanks’’ I say trying so hard not to cry. ‘’Alright love, bye’’ Anne says as I already walk down to my bike. I slightly fell tears streaming down my face.. how could I be so stupid? It’s not like Harry would’ve waited for me or try to visit me himself. I just need to get over it.

*That same evening*

Tired of biking I decide to walk. I don't know where to go or what to do. It was still early in the evening and there was no need for me to go home. Not thinking too long I grab my phone and diall Sandy’s number.

''Sandy, I just need to get rid of my emotions, please tempt to agree with me and go to the pub? I'm begging you'', ''Brooke, I need to finish my homework, I'm sorry.'' ''Please, please....... do I have to keep beggin’?'', ''alright, I'll go! But not for too long, I need to get it done by Monday you know..'', ''yes I do, thank you. Shall we meet at 8?'', 'sure, I'll see you at our spot'', Sandy says jokingly. ''Alright, see you there!'' I say and I hang up. Good, now I had something to clear my mind of with, but I just needed some descent clothes that would perfectly suit a random evening in the pub, thinking about that I realized I couldn’t go home.. I drive down to  the spot where me and Sandy where going to meet. I was earlier than her, how unsual, I thought. I pull down my bike and wait for her, though, it didn't last long because she arrived within' seconds. ''Hi love'' she said, ''hey, I'm so glad you're doing this for me, thank you!'' ''No problem, that's what friends do, right?'' she says, and at that moment I knew, that even if she wasn't able to give me proper advice when I needed it, she still would be there for me, always. I smiled and said ''thank you.'' ''Shall we go?'' she said, ''yes'' I replied happily. As we rode down to our favorite pub, we talked about a lot of things, except about Harry. Which made me feel really happy, I didn't think about him, I forgot him. ''Look, we're here'' Sandy said. ''Finally'' I say, full of relief. ''Now let's go partying'' I say, while locking down my bike. We walk into the pub, and as we expected, loads of people where there.. ''maybe we'll find you some other boy'' Sandy says jokingly. ''Haha, no, let's go find you one first'' I reply. As we walk down to the bar to order a drink, we see this perfect handsome boy, he was wearing a black t-shirt and dark denim trousers, he had brown hair and as I could see, he probably had dark, brown eyes. ''He'd be perfect for you'' I say to Sandy. ''No he's not'' she replies, just to avoid me walking up to him and ask him if he'd want to dance with her. ''Yes, he is'' I say as I walk towards him, I feel her trying to pull my arm and hold me back, but nothing could stop me. ''Hello there'' I say, ''this is my friend Sandy, and she is quite interested in you.'' ''Oh, really?'' he replies, ''than we should have a chat'' he said, cheeky. ''Alright then, I'll leave you two alone'', ''but-but, ple.....'' Sandy stumbles. ''No, just go enjoy yourselves, I'll be fine'', I say as I walk away. I sit down at the bar and order a Malibu, which became quite the usual for me and it would probably help me smile and clear of my thoughts. As I try to drink my Malibu, I keep looking at Sandy and mr. Handsome, looking at the good time they are having.. 'What if, what if Harry would be here?' I thought to myself... 'oh no, here I go again', I think.. 'Why am I never able to not think of him?' I say quietly. ''Are you having a good time?'' Sandy said, ''yes, I am'' I tried saying unsuspiciously. Sandy looks me in the eyes and says ''no you don't, I can tell by the look on your face'', she's right I think, though I say ''no, I'm totally having a good time, don't worry about me. Go have some fun'', ''you sure?'' she replies, ''yes'' I said, so she'd finally walk away so I would have time to think again. I want to think about Harry, but suddenly my phone rings, it's my mum. ''Brooke, it's already past 11, thought you were coming home?'', ''oh yes, mum I'm sorry, I totally forgot the time. I'm on my way!'' I walk up to Sandy and pull her arm, ''I have to go, my mum just called.'' ''Wait, I'll come with you'', she says. ''No, don't, stay here, I'll go, have fun'' I say, and before she can reply I already walk away. I'll probably get grounded for the rest of my life, I think. As I ride to my house, several things are going through my mind, but I can't properly think about them, cause other things make it more difficult. After 10 minutes, I see my house, I pull down my bike and I try to be as quiet as possible, but it doesn't work, because my mum already is right in front of me. ''You know you're grounded, right?'', ''yes, I could guess that'' I say angrily as I walk away. ''You're grounded for a month'', I heard her say, as I walk into my room. I didn't want to undress properly, so I lay down in my bed with my clothes on, just to think about the subject I didn’t want to think about all night. 'What if I'd go to London, right now?' I think. I keep thinking about it and I suddenly realised it wasn’t that crazy at all, ‘I'm going to London, straight away!’ I say a little louder than I expected. I grab a bag and I packed it full of clothes and make-up, grabbed my wallet and my passport, and walked to the door. 'This must be enough', I think. I walk downstairs and grabb a piece of paper and a pen and wrote down 'make it two ;)' and put it down on the kitchen table. Then I walk to the front door, ''let's go'' I say quietly, but full of enthousiasm.