Different // Narry

12

NJH

Confusion.

That's what filled me now. Everything happen so quick just like a tornado that passed me in a blink of an eye. How could something so perfect changed very quickly into a disaster?

I look towards my phone as my head try to find a comfortable position in my bed. My head are spinning just like a disco ball. Harry. Harry. Harry. Thats the name that my brain keep repeating over and over just like a broken disc.

"Buzz"

My phone vibrates.

I quickly press the message from my phone notifications and read it with a blank stares.

From: Gregoryah
To: Me

Hey bro! I'm on the way home! I bought some McDonald! And of course i bought your favorite McFlurry!

ICE CREAM FOR LIFE!

Usually i would jump right away  from my bed and twirl my hips like a lunatic person. But now, i cant even smile anymore. Somehow my lips are sealed and the look in my eyes are empty. For your conclusion, right now, i feel like a zombie.

From: Me
To: Gregoryah

Yeh. Thnks.

I press send and lock my phone off. I stare deeply into the ceiling and wonder. Wonder why Harrys father would change into a beast? Did i do something wrong? Thats the question that been glued in my mind since he throw me out from Harrys house.

Did i do something that made him mad?

Should i apologize?

But for fuck sake- i don't even know whats his deal.

"Fuck" I mutter as i close my eyes. I want to meet Harry right now. I want to hug him like I just lost my other half. I want to kiss his forehead gently. I want to mess with his hair and admire how cute he is. I cant think straight. My mind gone nuts. 

Fuck.

I already miss him. I miss his laugh. I miss his smile. I miss the way he snorted every time I joke around. I miss him. And I don't fucking care if you say that I'm dramatic, but to be truth, I am dramatic for Harry. Cheesy but true. 

"Buzz" 

I took a look at my phone and saw Greg message.

My eyes stare blankly at his message.

From: Me

To: Gregoryah

Hey bud. I'm home. Mind coming downstair? 

Oh. He's home. Why didn't I hear his car parking in front of our yards? Am I too busy thinking about Harry? Yeah- I guess thats the answer. I can't get Harry out from my brain. This is seriously not normal, I need to get a check up so I can know that if I get Harry disease or not. 

Its all Harrys fault. Its his fault to be so beautiful. Its his fault to be so pretty. its his fault to be so perfect. Its like, when god create him, god want to shrug it off in our face about how perfect his creation is, especially Harry. 

I'm a mess. Remembering Harrys dad words messed up my brain. I want to see Harry. But his dad told me to stay away from him, and he told Harry the same thing. He kick me out from his house. No. He kick me out from Harrys life. 

Its seems so unfair. 

I shake my head a couple of time before sitting straightly at the edge of my bed. I rub both of my eyes as I try to hold the tears that sneak out at the peek of my eyes. It hurts so bad. Did I do something wrong? Harrys dad are like a father to me. And when he said that I'm disgusting, I feel like I am a disgusting dick. Why do I feel this thing? Why do love effect me so much? Why would I be so weak?