The ODD Couple

30. Catching Friendly Feelings

"Why are you being so judgemental Harry?"

Wow. She was calling me judgmental?
Why wasn't this elevator reaching the damn first level!

"Look who's calling ME judgemental!"
I huffed in annoyance.

"Maybe I'm just a person who doesn't criticise people for who they are and instead try and change my outlook towards them."

The elevator finally reached the ground floor and she stepped out, not once looking back.

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SASCHA

I should've been crying and feeling depressed over the fact that I just let the guy I ever loved so much, just go. But I wasn't. Somehow the time I spent with the boys, seemed to stitch my wounds up to a certain extent. Yes I did feel a little empty, but I felt stronger now.

However, things weren't as smooth a ride as I thought they would be.

The day after I came back, Liam called. He didn't seem to be in the best of moods. In fact, I'd say he was upset over something. He spoke nonchalantly. I almost believed he was over my sudden disappearance until he brought up the dreaded discussion.

"Why did you leave all so suddenly? You know you could've brought the hotel down and woken us up?"

"I'm sorry Liam. I honestly didn't want to bother you guys. And it didn't help that my flight was so early in the morning. I didn't want to be more trouble."

"I know what happened."
And that's when I froze. What did he know?

"What happened?"

He let out a short laugh, which seemed a cross between amused and bitter.
"I'd rather not talk about that. All that I have to say is it doesn't change anything between you and me, with Louis and Niall too. You may need to have a word with Harry."

"Liam I-"

"Honestly Sascha, I really think you two should get over this one mistake and not let your friendship go. Whatever Harry did, he did it to save what you guys have. I don't think you should hold that against him."

"Why are you being insistent? You know how Harry is, you know him best. It isn't something serious to him."

"If him moping around for the last few days, staying holed up in his room all the time, talking about you all day, going over your conversations with him on text is anything to go by, I'd surely say he isn't affected."

I was stunned to say the least. Did it really affect him that much?
"Liam, you're joking. Harry doesn't even care."

"You know what, you're right. I know Harry the best. And I know he can be blind to things, go into denial. But I know you too, and I don't think you are one to be blind. I think you're smart enough. So be the man here and take a stand. Tell me when you're ready."

And that was it. He disconnected the call but I was too shocked to put the phone down.
If what Liam said was true, did it mean I and Harry could be more than friends?
I was scared.

***

It had been two weeks since I came back from the tour and had that conversation with Liam. I still hadn't got my shit together to call Harry up and sort it out nor did he.

So I was pleasantly surprised when Niall called today. Our guitar classes were still on, but him calling on the phone was a different thing altogether for me. Just the warmth in his voice could take your troubles away. Seriously, that was a gift only few people had.