Gold Rush

Chapitre 2

Harry and I are in his car. He just passed his driving licence and he is driving through the countryside. I let the wind going into the auto and I watch my hair flying in a messy way.

I hear him laughing, I laugh as well. The sun is shining, the summer just begins, Ed Sheeran is playing on the radio. Everything seems perfect. However after a while I don’t feel good, something goes wrong, I looked at Harry and he screamed my name. I don’t understand why but I still hear him saying my name. His forehead is bleeding, I want to touch him but I can’t. There is no music anymore, everything is dark and silent except Harry’s voice which resonates in my head.

“Hannah? Hannah! Hello Sleeping Beauty!”

I opened up my eyes.

“Finally! I began to think that you were dead.” Becky said.

My head hurt a lot and I fell nauseated.

“After all she drank last night, she could be!” Ellen laughed giving me a glass of water. I took it without a word, examining the situation. I was in Ellen’s house, in her living room, on her couch a plaid on me.

“What… what happened?”

“You don’t remember anything at all?” Rebecca asked, a worried look on her face.

“I know that I’m single and that I hate Harold Styles but…”

“You don’t miss anything then! I was afraid that I had to tell you about Tim…”

“Becky…” Ellen spoke. “Are you okay? Because after… he left, you have decided to drink. A lot.”

“I don’t remember the last part of the night but it would explain why my stomach is ready to blow up.”

I arrived at home in the afternoon, my head still aching. I had learnt while I escorted her to her house, that Nathan kissed Becky before leaving. She was really happy but I had such a hangover that I was not able to share my joy with her. I took a tepid shower, I put my pyjamas and tried to read some of my lessons for the next day but I felt asleep early in the evening.

It was the same nightmare. Almost every nights. We were in the car, the summer, the music, his smile, the perfect day until this feeling. And next it was the chaos. Harry’s begging me to speak, yelling my name, the sirens of the ambulances, taste of blood in my mouth…

I woke up sweaty. The clock alarm was still beeping. I turn it off, dressed up and went down stair to eat my breakfast. My mom was already drinking her coffee when I entered in the kitchen.

“Hello my angel.”

“Hi mom.” My voice was low and she immediately understood.

“Those nightmares uh?”

“Yes. He was there Saturday night.” I said, pouring hot water into a cup.

“Oh I see. How is he?”

“He fought with Tim. And Tim broke up with me.”

“Idiot.”

“Yeah…”

“Are you okay?” she stood up and put her hand on my forehead.

“I am. I need to be strong I don’t want the girls to be worried.”

“You still did not have telling them uh?”

“No. I can’t.”

“It happened more than one year ago sweet heart!”

“They won’t understand! And we promised to Harry and his parents that nobody will know.”

“Louis knows.”

“It’s different, he’s Harry’s best friend since primary school.”

“But Ellen and Becky aren’t your best friends?”

“Yes but…”

“Listen honey, you don’t want to speak of it to a specialist, it’s your choice but you can’t keep it for you, you can’t continue to make the same dreams every night.”

“You and dad know it’s enough.”

“Are you sure?  Don’t you want to share what you feel with somebody else? Maybe it will help you…” We sat around the table.

“I promised mom. I need to protect him…”

“I am sure that he would understand”

“No, he’s too stupid to understand.”

“Hannah…”

“I’m going to be late.” I said swallowing my burning tea.