insanity // h.s

seven

Song of the Chapter- Ashes& Wine, A Fine Frenzy.

Harry's POV

I hate him. I hate James, the fucking ass hole. I'm not even upset about losing the apartment- I can stay with my mum until I can find a new one- it's the fact that I'm losing the last thing I have of Katherine, the one thing that was just ours. No one else's. All of our most precious memories are in that apartment. All the laughs, the dinners, the love making. It was all in that apartment, every memory we shared together is there. And now, it's being taken away from me, and there's nothing I can do about it. Even if I do get a job, I still won't be able to come up with the amount of money needed to pay pack 2 fucking paychecks in enough time.

Suddenly, another thought pops into my head.

Addie.

I was such a dick to her this morning, all she wanted was to go get fucking coffee with me, I had to be an ass about it.

I wish I could say that I didn't know why I acted like that, but I do. I'm scared of developing feelings for her, only to have her leave. The only thing is, I know she's leaving. She told me herself about her plans to move to New York, and there isn't anything I can do about it. I'm not going to be stupid and get involved with someone who will just leave me in the end.

But despite my thoughts, I find myself already heading in the direction of where her dorm room is located.

**********

"What do you mean you won't tell me where she is," I snap.

Addie's roommate stands in front of me, arms crossed over her chest, her grey eyes shooting daggers at me.

"She was extremely pissed at you when she left this morning, and being the good roommate I am, I'm not going to tell the person, whom she is mad at, where she is."

"Oh, please," I scuffed, "you guys don't even get along."

"Maybe we don't," she agreed, "but I'm not going to be a bitch and make her life miserable, plus she doesn't have very many friends, so someone has to defend the poor girl."

"Fuck," I cursed, "just tell me where her damn class is."

"No."

"Please?"

"Well, since you asked nicely, no."

I am this close to ripping out her black hair.

"Goddamn, what do I have to do to make you tell me?"

I regretted my offer as soon as I saw the smirk play on her lips.

"£20."

"What," I snapped, "no way."

"Well, looks like you'll have to find out another way," she replied, picking at her nails.

"Is there any other thing you want, that isn't money?" I sound so pathetic, but I really don't care at this moment.

"Well, I have a boyfriend," she pointed out, the dumb smirk still held on her face.

"Fuck, not that kind of thing, goddamn," I cursed.

She laughed, which only pissed me off more.

"You know what, never mind. I don't know why I came here in the first place," I turned to walk away, but stopped when she recovered from her laughing fit and told me to wait.

I turned back around, "what?"

"Oh, take a chill pill. She's at her religious class right now, the building is like, 2 minutes away. It's the last one you pass before you reach the dorms."