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21. Screwed up

Previously on Facade,

"Nope. And I don't know if I should. I'm kinda nervous."

"You gotta try, alright?" I patted his shoulder.

He nodded. "Thanks." He whispered and entered the kitchen.

I walked towards my bedroom, well-awared that Harry is walking a few steps behind me.

*****

Harry entered my room quietly and close the door behind.

"What's up?"

Seriously? That's all he can say? What's up?

"Seriously Harry? 'What's up'?" I repeated him.

"Okay something's wrong." He said quietly.

"No shit Sherlocks."

"Okay tell me what's wro-" Harry walked towards me.

"Why didn't you tell me that you're gay?" I said immediately.

Harry froze. That got his attention.

"I don't know what you are talking about." Harry denied.

"You are gay. You just don't want to admit it." I said.

"Leave it Helena." Harry turned his back and walked towards the door.

"This conversation is over."

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked him again.

"'Coz there's nothing to tell." Harry opened the door but I was nowhere to giving up on making him confess.

"What? You can't go up to me and say 'Hey, I'm gay'?" I said.

Now that I think of it, it sounds kind of ridiculous.

"Because I'm not gay!" Harry raised his voice.

"Then why did you kiss Danny? You told me that you aren't gay."

"It could be a dare Helena! Haven't you thought about it?"

"And there's no one in the freakin kitchen other than both of you!"

By now, we are shouting at each other but I don't care. It hurts that Harry won't tell me something big about him.

"So you are calling me a liar?"

"That's if you don't want to admit the truth!"

"That's the problem Helena! You just want me to say yes!"

"No! I want you to be honest with me!"

"Fine! I was drunk alright? I didn't know what the fuck I was doing alright?"

I took a step back. It is possible since he slurred at me last night.

Harry calmed down. "That kiss didn't meant to me at all, okay? I was drunk, I kissed Danny and I swear I'm not gay." Harry reassured me.

"So you lied to me then?" Danny said.

Harry and I turned around.

Danny was standing at the foot of the door.

"I can't believe it Harry. You told me that you have feelings for me and that kiss matters to you." Danny said.

"Danny..." Harry tried to talk but Danny held his hand up.

"Lying to yourself is one thing but lying to others about your feelings... that's a dick move." With that, Danny turned towards the staircase.

Harry looked at me, his face filled with guilt and remorse, before he followed after Danny.

What have I done? I had ruined Danny and Harry's friendship... or relationship.

I went downstairs to the living room, where Alex, Owen and Sabrina is standing.

Alex was the one who noticed me first.

"Harry went after Danny." Alex said.

Sabrina glared at me. "Look at what you've done." She hissed at me.

"Sabrina it wasn't her fault."

Sabrina turned her focus to Alex.

"Seriously? After everything that's happened to Danny and Harry you still think that she's not at fault?"

Alex looked at me with guilt and then to Sabrina.

"Sabr-"

"You know what? I don't care what you think. I swear you've turn blind after hanging out with her!" She glared at me for the last time and left.

"We should change the subject." Owen suggested.

"Maybe we can talk about both of you?" I suggested.

"Helena, I don't want to sound like an ass but I think you should focus on mending your relationship with Harry and Sabrina."

Why Helena? Why would you even suggest that when everyone seems to be down?

"Listen guys, I gotta go... see you guys tomorrow." Owen left my house, leaving Alex and I alone once again.

"Great. Now I've hurt four people within an hour. That's a record." I said sarcastically.

Alex shook his head. "Nope you didn't."

"Yes I did. I hurt Danny by making Harry say things he didn't mean to."

"That's not tr-"

"What do you know Alex? You don't know what I said to him that caused this argument."

"I heard you perfectly Pikachu."

"Whatever. Just leave." I waved him off.

"Why are you being so difficult about this? About thinking it's your fault when it's not?"

"And why are you insisting that I'm not at fault?"

Alex ignored me and turned the doorknob.

"Hey where are you going?" I asked him.

"I'm leaving. Like you asked me to." Alex said.

What are doing? Make him stay!

"Look I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that."

"Whatever Helena."

He left the house and shut the door.

He addressed me as Helena, not Pikachu.

Seriously? Out of all things that you can think, you are thinking about that? My mind shouted.

It's not just what he calls me. Alex calls me Pikachu all the time except when he's serious or mad.

I just made five people mad. I definitely have screwed up big time.

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- Adrie