Grade School (on hold but you can still read)

Chapter 13

Harry's POV

We are now at the airport in Holmes Chapel. During the car ride last night I was an emotional wreak. Leaving Sophia was the last thing that I wanted to do but I didn't have a choice. I obviously broke up with Rochelle because she found a new interest and if I wasn't in Canada anymore there was no need to make Sophia jealous.

"Come on Harry, Robin is here to pick us up." My mom tells me and I follow her outside.

We get in the car and drive to the house. The drive is about 15 minutes and we stop at my old house.

I sigh and put my suit case on my bed. It is crazy how much I miss Sophia. I decide to text her.

H- Sophia, r u there?

.... I wait and there is no answer.

Sophia's POV

I hear a buzzing noise coming from my I Pod and I see I have a text.

H- Sophia, r u there?

I just stare at the text and tears start to fall down my face. Why did he have to leave. It's been a couple of minutes and I don't text back. It's not that I am ignoring Harry, its just that if I text him back I will never get over him. Suddenly I hear the house phone ring. It rings about 5 times and I huff and pick it up.

"Hello?" I say into the phone.

"Sophia." The person breathes. Harry. It's Harry.

"W-why a-are you calling m-me?" I stutter.

"Please listen to me." he says. I take a breath and fell anger come to me.

"Why would I listen to you Harry, you just left me and you weren't even planning to tell me. If you didn't like me then why didn't you tell me straight to me face." I sneer

"Sophia I really like you and I told you. If I told you that I was moving then you would've hated me." He says.

"Well you know what, I really do hate you!" I scream and hang up on him. How dare he say that. I never want to talk to him again, but we all know that is impossible to do.

"Sophia, come downstairs for dinner!" my mom called up the stairs.

"Coming!" I replied. I set aside my I Pod and went down stairs.

The dinner was awkward, none of us talked. Suddenly Rochelle spoke up.

"So, where is that friend of yours, Harry is it?" she smirked.

"Umm, h-he is at his house." I lie.

"Really, because I thought he left for England?" she gives me a smug smile. Tears are threatening to come out of my eyes.

"Excuse me." I whisper and run away from the table. Tears are now barreling down my face as I head up to my bedroom. I shut the door behind me and lock it.

I slide my body down the door and ball my eyes out. How could Rochelle say that I front of everyone? I eventually crawl on my bed and drift off to sleep.

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The next 3 months are horrible. Since Harry has left I never left my room except to go to school. My mom was always trying to cheer me up but I ignored her. I was hurt and nobody could make me Happy. But Harry could. My subconscious adds. I roll my eyes and continue walking home. It is finally the weekend and I plan on sitting in my bedrooms and doing nothing. Fun right?

I sigh and place my backpack beside my bed. I decide to take a cat nap since I am extremely knackered.

I am woken up by the ring of our door bell. Nobody answers it and I realise that I am home alone. Oh. I groan and get up from my bed. My feet drag me to the front door but before I open it I look in the mirror and notice that I look like a monster. Ew. I fixed myself up and opened the door. My jaw fell when I noticed who it was.

"W-why are you here?"I choke.

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S xx