Lost for You

Chapter 18

Saturday May 16th 2.02pm. To: Harry

Hey, are you OK? X

 Saturday May 16th 5.11pm. To: Harry

Are you still coming over for dinner tonight? X

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Sunday May 17th 10.38am. To: Harry

Morning Harry! Did you sort out what you needed to yesterday? I’m just chillin at home today if you want to come over. X

Sunday May 17th 5.08pm. Calling: Harry

… ringing…ringing… BEEP.

Answer Machine: ‘Oh umm hey Harry its Jamie. I was just checking to see that you’re still alive cause you haven’t replied to any txt messages and I was just getting a bit worried. Anyways, Ty just walked in the door. I’ll call you later, Bye!’

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Jamies POV: May 20th

“So you still don’t know where he is?” Lauren asks as we exit the pizza restaurant.

I wanted to take her and Zayn out for dinner as a apology for leaving the dinner the other night but Zayn couldn't make it. I felt so rude for just leaving without giving thanks.

I shake my head in reply to her question, confused by his disappearance. I don’t understand why he would just take off like that without and explanation. Not even one txt message to say he was fine.

“When was the last time you called him?” 

“Uhmm... On Sunday I think. He didn’t answer but I left a message on his phone”.

It’s weird because his phone only rang twice before it went to answer machine which I think means he ignored my call. Did I do something? Is he ignoring me because of something I said? I’m pretty sure that’s not the case seeing as his mood changed when he spotted Olivia at the supermarket. But if it’s not me then why haven’t I heard from him in the past four days? It has to be me if I’m the one he doesn’t want to talk to.

“And you haven’t called him since then?” she asks while unlocking the car.

“No. Ty said if I kept messaging him I’ll be a borderline possessive girlfriend” I say giggling at his “wise words” even though I did end up doing as he said.

“Oh so you guys are officially and item now?” Lauren asks once we are both sitting in the car.

“Umm no not exactly. We’ve only hung out a couple of times…” I say thinking about how little time we have actually spent together. And a lot of the time we did spend together was spent having sex.

“And had sleep overs” she winks at me following my thoughts and we both laugh.

“I can stop by his house on the way to yours if you want.” She says starting the car up now.

“You don’t think that’s too weird for me to just go over?” I ask thinking about what my brother said.

“No of course not. You can just quickly pop your head in and see if he’s alive.” She smiles.

“OK” I agree and start nervously fiddling with my fingers.

What am I going to say to him? Obviously I’ll ask him where he’s been and why he hasn’t been txting me back. What did he need to sort out that has taken him nearly 4 whole days? No one has even seen him on campus this week. Surely he isn’t that distracted by something that he would miss class. Actually no, I can see Harry missing class just for the sake of it. He probably had a class that first day of semester but instead he was making out with Olivia outside that huge building. Jealousy pains through to my chest as the picture of them together comes flashing through my mind but it soon fades as I remember the two of them are no longer and item. The memory of Harry calling her a bitch supresses my short lived insecurity. So where is he if he’s been skipping class? Is he sick? Did something actually happen? Panic begins to increase my heart rate and I’m glad to see we are pulling in to his drive way.