Dangerous

Chapter 7

I opened the door to his apartment, I didn't expect it to be open. But better for me. I could see Harry standing in the hallway, sitting on the chair next to the shoes. „What the fuck, Harry?!“ He looked shocked up as I closed the door. I didn't know why I was so angry. It really upset me that he just couldn't tell me what the fuck was going on. „Katie, please don't get angry, I know you noticed that something's wrong but–“ „Wrong? There's nothing wrong, just tell me what the fuck you are hiding from me. I heard you talking to that guy next to the copy room, I almost heard today when you were talking to Jack, Marce–“ His facial expression changed to something I couldn't tell, „y–you heard this?“ I nodded. He got up, took my hands and looked deeply down into my eyes. „There's so much I need to tell you but first … what do you know?“ „Well, all I know is that Marcel told me I'm different, Gaz said you had something to do–“ „You talked to Marcel about me?“ „No, actually yes … He asked me if he heard it and then I asked him if he could tell me what's going on with you and he said he couldn't but gave me this one hint“ Harry got all silent and stared at me. „W–what?“ „Marcel“, he whispered to himself. „Yeah, what about him?“ He stared at the floor, „that's“ „That's what?“ What the fuck was going on with him? „Can you please just tell me what's going on, Harry? Please it can't be that bad!“ He looked up at me, „it is, believe me“ „Oh my god, what could you possibly have done? I mean it's you!“ „You'll probably think I am a stalker!“ „Well, I never saw you creeping at my window or something, so no“ I seriously didn't get his problem, I mean I already knew that he was hiding something from me? He grinned and leaned back, „please, give me some time, Katie. There are problems I need to solve first before I can tell you everything. You'd probably get in danger“ I giggled, „danger?“ He nodded, „yes, danger“ I didn't know why, but this was quite hilarious. Danger? What kind of danger could he bring me into? I could hear his phone vibrating and he took it out. „I–I need to leave now, I'll–“, he stuttered while staring at his phne. He was already opening the door and wanted to leave without saying anything. „You are going to leave now?“, I asked offended. Would he just let me back like that? „Yes“, he said, looking straight into my face. „Now?“ „I have to“ „You–you have to?“, I asked again. I couldn't believe he'd just leave me like that. „Katie, listen I can't talk anymore I–“ „No, it's completely okay, I'm used to it“ „Katie, please you're–“ „I know I am overreacting, for fucks sake! But I am completely okay with it!“, with that I left the apartment and walked away. „Common, Katie, you can't just leave like that!“, he called after me. I turned around and walked back, „well you also could“ What the fuck was I doing there? I tended to ruin things for myself, so I wouldn't be happy. I didn't know why, it just always happened and when I thought about it again, I could've slapped myself for my behaviour. „Common, Katie, let's talk about that later“ „Why can't you just tell me? And even if I get into danger, I am old enough!“, I called, regretting it. „Are you making fun of me?“, he asked. „No, I am not“, I put my hands on my face and breathed, „listen, or better, no don't listen to what I am saying at all, okay?“ „What?“, he asked confused, „I shouldn't listen to what you're saying?“ „Yes“ „What are you talking, Katie?“ „Aah, you know what? Forget it! I'll just–bye“ With that I walked down the stairs and left him standing there. What was I even doing? I shook my head as I walked down the stairs as fast as I could. Why would I do that? He probably thinks you're a fucking bitch now, thanks Katie, I offended myself and opened the door. The cold evening air blew against my face, making me feel a bit better. I kicked a little stone that lay there as hard as I could and it flew against a window, luckily not breaking it. Shit. A light went on and I hid behind a container. I looked around the corner of it, seeing some people standing at the window. A child and two parents. I sighed annoyed about myself, got up and walked like I didn't see them away. Why did I always feel the need to destroy nice things I had? Why did I always do it? 

I reached our apartment quite fast and Mara sat there, waiting for me. „And? How d–“ As she saw me crying she stood up and hugged me. „I'll make you a hot chocolate and get our blankets“, she whispered. She brought me everything, sat down and I told her everything. „Oh common, let's go into your bed and cuddle“, Mara comforted me as I was crying on her shoulder after telling her everything. „Why do I always destroy myself everything? I am so shit“ „Oh common, Kaz, don't be so hard to yourself, everyone does that every now and then“ „But I do it always!“ „Well, you still have me, right?“ I looked up and her and saw her smiling at me. „You're right“ I hugged her and I felt a lot of better.