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;harry

my eyes open wide to the sound of my shower.

what the fuck.

i sit up, hissing at the instant pain in my neck. my hand covers the throbbing, massaging the spot slightly as i look around, confusion blinding my vision.

why was i on the couch? why was my bed unmade? why was my shower running?

i quickly stand, rushing to my kitchen, grabbing the sharpest thing i could find.

a fork.

i slowly round the corner, meeting the warn-down white oak door. i slowly approach it, twisting the knob and opening it slowly.

i immediately see a disheveled boy i knew as callum, causing me to drop my fork and rush to his side.

"oh my god, are you alright?" i ask in a hush tone, and he groans.

"i don't remember a thing from last night." he mutters, rubbing his temples as he relaxes against the wall behind him.

"neither do i.." i trail off, and i see him look up.

"what d'you mean you don't remember? you weren't the drunk one." he scoffs, and i purse my lips.

"i haven't taken my pills." i curse, rushing out of the bathroom.

i briskly walk to my nightstand, opening the drawer and pulling out the four bottles of capsules.

i open each one with haste, popping them in my mouth along with a fair amount of water- callum watching me the whole time.

he walks out of the bathroom, standing at the edge of the bed as i take the pill for serotonin.

"what are those for?" he mumbles curiously.

i swallow it finally, glaring at him.

"nothing." i say.

i can't let him in.

"nothing hey? so you just take four pills for no reason?" he smirks slightly, approaching me.

"what are you doing in my dorm?" i spit, and he furrows his eyebrows.

"you invited me in because i was drunk out of my fucking mind." he chuckles, causing me to shake my head, sitting on my bed.

"can you get out please? i shouldn't have done what i did. you need to leave." i sigh, rubbing my face.

"alright.. can i take you out for coffee as a thank you?" he asks, and i shake my head, chuckling lightly.

"i can't drink coffee. i'm sorry callum. please leave." i point towards the door, and he shakes his head.

"harry, go for tea with me." he demands softly, a small smile growing on his face as he reaches his hand out.

i chuckle, shaking my head.

"fine. but i need to shower and change." i explain, and he nods.

"alright, i'll be waiting." he smiles, sitting on my bed.

i shake my head, laughing lightly as i grab my clothes and my phone, before walking into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me.

i then find myself staring in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection.

"what has this boy done to me." i mutter.

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