My Mysterious Co-Worker || Harry Styles

Ch46: Eventful Christmas

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Chapter 46: Eventful Christmas

I shift again in my bed unable to sleep. I turn around so I'm laying on my stomach but that becomes uncomfortable so I shift again to leave me laying on the right side of my body. I feel my legs aren't exactly comfortable in the position it's in so I move once again so I am looking up at my white ceiling, laying down on my back. But I'm still not satisfied, my blanket is not resting nicely on my body, it doesn't feel right. I am not comfortable.  

"Fuck it." I sit up in bed and look on my phone to see that it's 6:32 in the morning on December 25, 2013 and I have two unread messages.  

I click on my messaging app to find they're both from Liam, sent 2:08 in the morning.  

Hey Sky. Merry Christmas! Sorry I couldn't call because I was busy and now is the only time I have to text. I went to Harry's house and to be completely honest, he's not doing so well. I knew he would not be in the greatest condition but within the two months I've seen him, he got worse. I'm not going to sugar coat it, he's depressed. And I'm worried for him. He misses you loads but he won't admit it for some reason. He can't get himself to call you or to text you even though your number is on his new phone. And I don't know what to do. He does go to a psychiatrist but I feel like he won't get better without you physically besides him.   

Sadness. That's what I feel light now. Even though he was the one that left me and doesn't want any type of communication with me, I still feel like it's somehow my fault. If he doesn't want to come to me, then I am going to go to him. 

I don't know how but I will somehow. Maybe go visit Charlie in her dorm and we look for him. But I went to visit her many times and I never saw him once. But that's the only option I have at the moment because I only went to his parent's house once and I don't know how to get there.   

But it really hurts that the person you love so much is hurting. I don't want Harry depressed. I know how it feels and now it's his second time with this illness. What of he does something rash this time and can't control himself? The thought scares me so much. I need him and I need to find him. Maybe Liam will give me his number and address since now it's a different story. With a sigh, I read his second text.  

And have you found out my extra present? If you haven't text me and I will tell you where it is.  

I'll text him after I use the washroom. I get up from my bed and walk over to the washroom while putting my hands in the pocket of the sweats Liam gave me. Last night I just felt the urge to wear it as pajamas. When my hand goes in the pocket, I feel something in it and the sound of paper crunching is heard. 

I slowly grab the piece of paper and pull my hands out with my eyebrows frowning. I'm about to throw the paper in the garbage but curiosity gets the best of me and I unfold the paper to see if anything is on it. Maybe it's a receipt or just a piece of paper someone else put in it when it was in the store. The paper has something written on it with a familiar handwriting.    

Yaaaaaaayyyy! You found the secret surprise to my gift! I figured it's about damn time that you two made up so here's Harry's parent's house address which he is staying at right now. Good luck! Hope all goes well. Text/call me. 

Hope you're surprised!  

Love, Liam xx  

I'm more than surprised. I am shocked and I have a little puddle of hope within me.