Chapter 4:
Terri
I sat on my bed and sighed. Where did Harry go? How did I end up in the hospital? How did my sister know where to find me?
I flopped back on my bed and stared at the ceiling. My eyelids slowly started getting heavier and heavier and I felt my breaths start to get slower and smaller. I was falling asleep until I heard my phone ring. I jumped up with an eagerness I never knew existed. The phone’s screen lit up and flashed a familiar face, plastered with a cheeky smile and deep dimples. I caught myself smiling and answered the phone. I wasn’t exactly happy Harry called but I wasn’t disappointed either.
“Hello?” I spoke quietly into the phone. I heard Harry take a deep breath and he mumbled a few words before talking directly to me.
“Hey Terri....Did you get home safely?” he questioned. I furrowed my eyebrows and shrugged.
“Yeah I guess. Did you take me to the hospital?” I asked, changing the spotlight off of me. Harry coughed and hummed softly before answering me smugly.
“Well I couldn’t just let you die out there. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself.” I blushed and walked around my room, continuing my phone conversation with Harry.
“So you do care about me?” I asked playfully. Harry scoffed and I could tell he was smirking. He laughed lightly and gave me a rough grunt before changing the subject.
“Why did you sound so happy to hear me?” he asked. A rush of heat brushed over my cheeks. I didn’t know my eagerness had somehow managed to creep into my voice. I thought I had kept it hidden, and subtle.
I hesitated and stared down at the ground.
“Terri?? Hello? Are you still there?” Harry questioned cautiously.
“Y-yeah I’m here.” I said embarrassed. What was I supposed to do?? Tell him I was actually glad he called? Tell him I may still love him? What was I supposed to do?
Harry giggled and taunted into the phone, “You fancy me. Don’t you?” I laughed and sat back on my bed.
“No mate. I believe it is you who fancies me.” I replied followed with a small sigh. Harry mimicked me and paused. It was quiet for a few minutes and at that time everything was going perfect. I listened to Harry’s small breaths into the receiver, occasionally followed with the sound of him moving around.
“Terri? Are you still there love?” he asked. His voice sounded anxious and caring. He sounded like he wanted to hear my voice. I don’t know why but....no matter how much I hated Harry for leaving me, I felt the same way. I wanted to be with him again, to say I love him every hour of every day, to need to hear his voice, to just be in his presence. Harry was the only thing I ever needed.
“Yeah I’m still here...” I mumbled into the phone. I looked around my room but I could see nothing. It was dark and cold. My sister had left me alone in the house to go grocery shopping. So here I was on the phone with a boy who not only tried to hurt me, but he also knew how to get into the house. I had been completely blinded by all of what had happened not even 3 hours ago. Harry was bad for me. He wasn’t healthy for me and I knew it. But I couldn’t resist the way his words came out in such a soft growl.
“You should....come home maybe?” Harry pleaded. I gasped as I realized...I still lived with Harry as well. Yeah I know I remembered it earlier but the thought had slipped my mind. I only came to Leeanne’s house whenever I was hurt or needed a little company. She always had a spare room for me. But either way, I still lived with Harry. I slept in his house, in his room, I ate in his kitchen and I showered in his bathroom.
“I don’t know Harry. I think I’m gonna stay here with my sister for a few days....” I said. I didn’t have to see Harry’s face to know he had his eyes closed shut and his jaw clenched tight. I could tell his toned muscles were flexed and his breaths began to become shaky.
“Well its too late. I’m outside.” he spoke harshly and hung up. I rolled off my bed and scrambled to my feet. Why was he outside? Was he outside? My hands fumbled with the blinds string and I finally yanked them down, sending the blinds crashing up. Harry was leant against his car and smirking up at me. I gave him a ‘What the hell?’ face and threw my hands in the air. This boy has officially lost it.
I grabbed my jumper and ran downstairs. Harry stood in the door frame and giggled as I jumped. I put my hands to my chest and screamed.
“UGH! Harry! Don’t do that!” I cried before pushing past his shoulder and out of the door. I hated him. I hated him SO much. Harry ran up behind me and wrapped his husky arms around my waist and pressed his plump lips against my ear. I closed my eyes and relaxed into his arms.
“I’m sorry...I didn’t mean to frighten you babe.” He stated promptly. Babe. Boy, did Harry have a way of making me go crazy.
He swayed side to side, his lips still warm against my skin. I held his arms and swayed with him. Harry hummed Isn’t She Lovely by Stevie Wonder. The crisp of the cold night air picked lightly at my skin but I couldn’t feel anything because I was with Harry. His arms gripped my waist against his chest and held me there, unable to move away. Although I didn’t intend on moving out of his arms any time soon. The light on my porch provided a soft glow on both of us, making a perfect scene. My hands entwined with Harry’s and my head lay back on his shoulder. I felt comfortable. The aching sensation I had in my heart wasn’t hate...but it was the cruel side-effects of falling in love.
“Do you remember that day we went to the beach?” Harry’s voice vibrated against my neck. My heart fluttered and the soft sensation and I smiled. Of course I remembered the beach.....It was the day Harry first said he loved me.
“Remember when we were driving in my car and your hair was just whipping around everywhere in the wind....your smile shining brighter than the sun? The way your lips moved as you sang the lyrics to We Are Young. Remember that?” Harry paused...making sure I was reliving the moments as much as he was. I bit my lip and thought for a second.
I remembered the way Harry watched me intently as I sang the words. I didn’t know he was focusing on my lips until I turned to gaze into his gorgeous green eyes. He mouthed every word I was saying, mimicking every movement my lips made. He had stopped to look up into my eyes and grin, is dimples popping into his cheeks. The suns radiant glow left a golden tint on Harrys face, defining his dimples more than ever.
I turned back to Harry and nodded my agreement. “Yeah I remember....” I felt Harry’s muscles relax behind me as he sighed. He was relieved for something I could understand. Was it because I still remembered when we were in love? Was it because I simply just remembered we were at the beach together? I didn’t understand. Harry’s silence didn’t give off any hints either. I shrugged and pulled away from his arms.
“Harry I gotta go I’m sorry...” I mumbled before breaking free from his grip and running away. My tears came down like a sudden stream. I didn’t hear Harry running after me, I didnt hear him yelling my name begging me to stay. It confused me. So I turned around....and he was gone.
