"I had fun spending time with you today." We stop outside my room, I can help but agree with him. He has taken my mind off Harry, well more than it would of if id of stayed in my room all day.
"Thank you," I place my hand on the door handle, his hand still attached to my arm.
He leans in, pressing his soft lips to my cheek. He pulls back, taking his hand off my arm. "Goodnight Carly" I watch him walk back down the hall way and through the door's. I walk into my room, the window is slightly open I stride over and close the fresh breeze. I switch on the light and start to undress my self. I pull the top over my head, tumbling back as there's a soft knock at my door.
I walk back over, tugging down the back of my top. "Alice?" She pushes past me, I shut the door behind her. "Whats wrong?" She looks confused, hurt and deluded.
"He-s gone." She rushes around the small space, her hands flying to through her hair. "He wasn't there, his things aren't there." Im just as confused as she is right now.
"Wi-wait, who?" My heart begins to pick up its pace, the blood rushing to my head.
"Harry!" She screams, "His things aren't in his room, he wont answer his phone and I don't know what to do." She begins to pace around my room.
He's gone because of me, hasn't he. Alice would hate me, she wouldn't ever be able to forgive me. "Has he text you at all?" She rushes over to me. "What did he say when you two went to dinner." What?
I just shake my head. "I-I" My mouth opens but not even a whisper comes out. I cant tell her that he blew me off, then came running back. I cant tell her I then blew him off because he blew me off first, it sounds childish and screams jealousy.
"I-I don't know where he'd be." She cries, "What if he's hurt? Or back on drugs?" Back on them?
"When was he on drugs?" I question, this is a time where I might even find more about Harry.
"With Kim, his ex girlfriend." She sits down, sighing. "She went here, her father had passed away and her mother couldn't pay for the treatment. Harry begged to pay for her, but her mother said no. Harry didn't want her to leave, neither did she. It was the same night that she was leaving, they'd been drinking and taking drugs." She chokes on her words, this is the girl Zayn was talking about. Kim, her name was Kim. "They both decided on going together, you know." I slowly nodded.
I don't know how much more I can hear of this, Harry thinks its his fault why Kim died. "I-I didn't see Harry." I look down.
"Wh-at, why not?" She stands up.
"I-I was pissed off with him." I stutter. I bring my phone out, 1 new message from Harry.
Her mouth is still moving but all my focus is on the small print on my phone.
*I'll miss you, x*
Three words I didn't want to hear, three words that will have more meaning than they should have. Ive played both Harry and Zayn and now look where I am. Alone, just as I started off in this place.
"Well, what has he said?" I think she's expecting more than a simple text.
"I'll miss you." I look up at her, she shakes her head as the tear's begin to spill.
"T-hats what he said befo-" She stops herself shaking her head.
Its been a week, a total week without him being here. No contact, no nothing. I haven't left my room, I haven't seen Alice, Zayn, Mr Payne or Lauren. Ive never felt so alone in my life, not even when I had no one to talk to, this is worse. I feel the ache in my chest more than ever, the razor lives on my skin. Its my fault, im too blame that maybe Harry could be dead. I should have know that he was being genuine, I skipped to an accusation and this is now the consequence, the fact he isn't here with me in this shit hole is driving me insane.
Ive ignored my mother's calls, texts and even the knocks at the door. I know she's worried, but she has no need to. I need to keep myself alive, I need to know Harry is alive and well. I tap along my thigh, staring blankly out the window watching the car's drive in and out waiting for his car to finally pull up. Ive text him, constantly waiting for a reply, waiting for a call. Ive sent him numerous voice mails, begging for him to come back. I was tempted to tell him 'I love you' not because I think id get a reply, because I do. I do love him, a small part of me is realising I do. Ive fallen for him quicker than I ever expected myself to.
The door handle begins to rattle, the chair ive pried under it and the draws ive put in front of it begin to move slowly.
"Carly, you have to come out." Mr Payne's voice echo's through the small gap. "Carly?" He questions if im still alive. I push back the clothes in my wardrobe, escaping into the bottom and keeping quiet. A loud bang makes me whimper, they're finally in.
"Is she there?" My mother's voice breaks, the footsteps around the room searching for me. I scoot even further to the back of the wardrobe praying they wont come in. The footsteps die down, my breathing slowly decreasing.
"She couldn't have gone far." My father says, my mothers muffled cries drive my emotions over board. I go to reach out to push the door open, my phone beginning to vibrate in my pocket. I quickly pull it out my pocket, swiping the screen. His name appearing on my screen is abnormal, my heart rate beginning to pick up, my head pounding and the voices screaming to open it.
*Im good.*
I sigh in slight relief at his two word message. I don't know what I was expecting, not just that. I wanted an explanation for his absence, I need an explanation and I didn't get one. The footsteps get nearer, I quickly place my phone back into my pocket bringing a small blanket over my feet. The wardrobe door opens revealing the dimly lit room ive been in.
Another sigh falls from my lips when they don't start to move the clothes. "We will keep an eye on the room Mrs Carter." Lauren pipes up. They don't care about me, the people here. They just don't want to fill out insurance slips for my family, they don't want to have to pay for my 'death' here. Im relived when the door is shut and the room goes dark again. I pull out my phone, pressing call on Harry's ID and bringing the phone to my ear.
I let it ring for a few seconds, hoping he'll pick up. The ringing stops and I hear a faint breathing.
"Harry?" I almost whisper, my voice breaking. "Ha-rry, please." I beg, I feel the tear's brim as the line goes dead. I need to get out of here, find Harry. I cant stay in this place forever, its not even been a month and im already going crazy. I push open the wardrobe door, slowly crawling out onto the cold flooring.
I grab the bag out the bottom of my wardrobe, throwing clothes and underwear in, along with my savings and jewellery. I zip the small bag up, throwing on my coat. I don't know how im going to get out of here without them seeing me.
I open the bag up again, throwing in my phone charger. I pull back out my phone, Zayn. He can help me, I click on his ID sending him a text.
*Come to my room, I need your help. x*
I sit patiently waiting in the dark, hoping he comes.
Hiii, college was crap! but here is number 1 of 2 updatessssss! im writing now, while I take a bath, if its not uploaded soon ive either dropped my phone in the bath or fell asleep! Id like to know where my readers are from, so comment! im from the UK! x
