Somewhere, Someday

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Song for the chapter: All Too Well by Taylor Swift

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"Maybe we got lost in translation, maybe I asked for too much. Well, maybe this thing was a masterpiece, 'til you tore it all up. Running scared, I was there, I remember it all too well. Hey, you call me up again just to break me like a promise, so casually cruel in the name of being honest. I'm a crumpled up piece of paper lying here cause I remember it all too well."

Sunday went by in an instant, probably because I spent the whole entirety of the day sleeping. My flu only got worse that day, starting with my fever getting higher, resulting in Clair and Louis taking me to the doctors. They had tried calling Harry, but he was still out of reach.

I was on antibiotics, and a strict meal plan for the whole day of Gatorade and saltine crackers. Even though I wasn't eating much, I still threw up every hour and coughed up my lungs every second. Clair almost wanted to bring me back to the emergency room I had looked so bad by midday, but Louis told her I'd be fine.

The antibiotics started to kick in late at night, and that was when my fever went down, my stomach started growling, and I wasn't really coughing as much. Clair stopped acting like a worried parent, Louis went home after awhile, and Harry never called.

Now it was Monday morning, and I was no longer sick. I was just going to busy myself with schoolwork and whatever classes I had today. Harry may be at school, which might help me get ahold of him in some way.

"Thank goodness, you look a whole lot better!" Clair says walking into the room, with a towel around her head. It was all because of her that I looked and felt completely better, she had practically nursed me back to health.

"All thanks to you and Louis for staying with me." I also should've really thanked Louis, maybe I'll call or text him. He didn't have to stay or drive me to the doctors, but he did like the genuine person he is.

Clair smiles, and starts doing her makeup and drying her hair. I was already dressed and ready to go to class. I went with the heaviest options of clothing I had in my wardrobe, so I wouldn't get sick all over again.

I threw on my heavy white turtle neck loose sweater, my jeans, boots, and my leather jacket. My body felt warm beneath the clothing, and I'm starting to feel okay about not having Harry here. It's almost as if the beginning when we first met, and hated each other.

I need to start just depending on myself for things, instead of depending on Harry and always needing him. Maybe this could finally be the break that we need, maybe the test was over and it'd be okay now. I could stop crying and start realizing maybe he's just no good for me.

I grab my bag off the floor, putting all my books into it along with my pens and notes. I didn't really get any of my homework done this weekend, considering I was literally dying in bed.

"Do you want me to wait for you?" I ask Clair, she was putting her makeup on slowly and carefully as not to mess it all up. Clair was so beautiful without and with makeup, I don't even know why she spent so long getting ready.

"No, it's okay, you can go ahead. I'm going to be awhile anyways." Clair smiles and turns back around in her chair. I nod and grab my things, before saying one last goodbye to Clair.

The hallway was filled with tired looking girls in sweatpants, obviously totally bummed that the weekend was over. Halloween was in a little less than a month, and I could already predict how many girls would be in practically naked costumes.

I walked down the hallway, with my head held high and a smile on my face. Just breath in the fresh air, I keep telling myself. Some girls did look at me when I walked by them, probably because I was already dressed and ready for school so early.