Primrose Hill

Chapter 2

I stand in my living room bored as ever. i just finished a video call on skype with my mother and im feeling extremely home sick, i just need to be with someone, not serious, not a relationship just a friend. I look through my limited contacts on my new phone, i only find 3 poeple my age worth spending time with. After comtemplating the situation in my head if i should call someone, i recieve a text. I jump at the tone, its unfimilar, i have a text tone for different groups in my phone, my close friends and then important poeple.

The number was unknown, i open the message and read, "Hey ahh, it's Harry.. You know the guy who hit you with my car this morning, haha, just checking to make sure your feeling okay? im sorry again" for some strange unkown reason i just have a feeling i should see him tonight. But knowing me i always take things to far to soon. I reply to him, holding myself back from coming off to desperate. "Oh hi Harry, yeah im feeling much better now thanks, stop apoligizing Harry honestly, it was my fault i had my head somewhere else." i nervously walk around my litte apartment, waiting for Harry to reply, i decide to make something to eat, i make myself some avacado on bread, my favourite snack during the day. My phone vibrates on the counter, i glare down at the screen, its Harry. 

I open my phone, and read his message, "Well sorry for saying sorry ;)" That all it says i think to myself. I decide to not reply, as he didnt really give me any choice. I go to my room and deicde to take a shower, as i am undressing i stare down to my hip, my jaw drops in shock, it has only been 2 hours and my hip is already bruised, the big black bruise the size of bloody planet covers my hip. I ignore it and hop into the shower. When i hop out, there is a text message flashing on my screen, the contact name reads Harry.