When Separate Worlds Collide // H.S au

Chapter 15

A/N: I listened to the song above/on the side while writing this!

The sun shined through the windows of the small bedroom, waking up my senses.

I yawned and rubbed my eyes. I suddenly had a sudden urge to use the bathroom. I pushed myself out of the comfy bed. I looked around the room noticing that it wasn't my bedroom. I put my hands on my forehead trying to remember what happened the night before.

"There was the halloween party..........I danced and watched the photo booth.....the party ended and Harrys mum drove me home." I mumbled under my breath.

"Oh wait no she drove me to their house since my mum wasn't going to be home for a while." I snapped my fingers.

I recalled where the bathroom was and went out into the hallway to enter the bathroom.

I cringed when I looked in the mirror. The facepaint was all smudged, my hair was a mess (as usual) and it looked like I spilled some soda on myself the night before.

I decided to take a shower and to freshen up.

After washing off the face paint, my hair and body I grabbed a towel from the cabinet.

I glanced at the mirror to make sure that every last bit of the dried face paint was off. I opened the door and scrambled back into my room with my belongings.

I placed my dirty clothes on the bed and then realized that I had no clean clothes to put on.

Out of no where the door opened and out of shock I ducked onto the floor.

"Um Ly are you okay?" I heard Harry question a little aprehensive.

"Yeah." My voice cracked and I felt like laughing. It was one of those high pitched voice cracks.

"Oh ah where are you? Are you on the floor." 

"Mhm." I hummed.

"Can I talk to you for a sec?" 

I looked up from the side of the bed. "Yeah can I just get dressed first." I chuckled.

"Oh of course." He smiled. "See ya downstairs." He closed the door.

Once he left I put on lotion and pulled on the sweats and the t-shirt. I quickly fixed my hair as best as I could without a comb or brush.

Afterward I descended downstairs. 

The smell of eggs and toast hit me as soon as I walked into the kitchen.

"Oh look who finally showed up." Anne grinned while ptting down the spatula and turned to give me a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"Good morning." I returned the kiss on the cheek.

"Morning dear, I made some eggs and toast. There is some butter and orange juice on the table." She gestured to the dining room.

'Thank you."

"No problem darling. I actually have to go get ready for work, but Harry's in the living room." Anne continued to wash the dishes.

I went into the dining room to retrieve my breakfast and some orange juice. Usually when I eat I enjoy to watch tv so I entered the living room.

I plopped down on the couch and looked around for the remote.

"Oh Ly can we speak now?" I didn't even know that he was there. Usually we would just avoid each other and he would go in to his room.

"Yeah." I agreed.

"I miss us." He got straight to the point.

I felt a little tug at my heart. I guess I'll always have a soft spot for him, but I'm not sure if I like that.

 "Well now you have your other friends." I gave a small smile. It's too early in the morning for all these feelings.

"Yes I do have my other friends but I miss you as a friend."

"Well you left me for your other friends, why aren't you satsified with your other friends?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Because what we had was different. And I could tell you anything and you wouldn't judge. All the boys care about is keeping me focused on sports but more importantly football."

"That is what you guys bonded on isn't it? And it's obvious that football is something you guys are all passionate about." I reasoned.

"Can we be friends again?" He pouted.

"Harry do you hear yourself? You ditch me to make new friends, now you're not satisfied with your new friends and you want our friendship back. I'm not a robot that will comply with everything you say and want. You broke our friendship for your own selfish reason. Don't expect to get it back so quick." I no longer had an apetite.

"You make it seem as if I'm the bad guy. After 8th grade my mum gave me a big talk about whats to come in store with college, and how I had to get many scholarships since my grades were kind of bad. So I decided to focus more on sports and along the way while playing football, I met some cool lads. I never wanted to leave you but I knew you wouldn't want to hang out with the boys and I so I did what was best. And those who join most if not all the sport teams will recieve scholarships in sports so I jumped at the opprutunity. And it seems as if being a jock raised my ranks in popularity." He laughed as if it was a joke.

"So playing sports and being popular was more important than me. And who are you to decide what's best for our friendship? It's not a one sided relationship." I glared at him getting pissed.

"Why do you keep making everything about you?" His voiced raised.

"I don't have time for this shit." I stood up to walk out of the living room. He's not understanding what I'm trying to say. What's the point?

As I was walking out he tugged on my arm.

"Wait no please don't leave." I sighed deeply while turning around.

"I'm sorry if I'm making it seem as if everything revolves around me but it hurt. All of the times you promised to meet me somewhere and you never showed up. All the texts I sent you that never received a responce. Stopping by your house just to talk to you and having Anne tell me that you're not home again. It was very upsetting. And hearing you just saying that you want our friendship back without even realizing the hurt you caused me just makes me angry. Now that you aren't happy you want our friendship back. I'm not just some plan B Harry." I vented out my anger. Without my consent my eyes began to water up.

"I'm sorry Ly.........I didn't know my dumb actions caused you so much pain. I'm sorry Ly, I hope you forgive me. I thought you didn't care and just hated me. And I never considered you a plan B. And I knew I was wrong for saying those mean things to you. I'm really sorry." A tear rolled down his cheek.

He finally understood what I felt. I broke down my guard by telling him my feelings. I wiped away the water that started to gather up and was falling down.

He opened his arms wide and I accepted the hug grateful. It wasn't one of those awkward hugs that I had become used to. No this one was different. It was one of those old hugs that we would share that was so loving and pure. Those were the best and comfortable hugs. It was in that moment that I truly did miss Harry.

  "Take me back to a time only we knew"

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