It's been a week since Marcus told us all about this house. We never even try to get out of here because we don't take any chances.
If none of us take any chance then we have to stay here. Forever.
I feel bad for Dacre. He's risking his life for saving us. What if something happens to him? I'm not ready for anything.
I don't feel good today. I'm getting uncomfortable with everything day by day.
It's 11:56 right now. Probably 12. I can't sleep so I decide to go to the balcony and get some fresh air.
It gets dark at 8 pm here. Sometimes even earlier.
I can't see anything outside from the balcony. It's too dark. I only hear weird sounds.
It's getting a little scary so I get inside the house. I was walking to my room but I bump into Dacre.
"Woah what are you doing here Dacre?"
"I went downstairs to get some water. Are you okay?"
"Yeah I'm fine. You scared me"
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. Why are you still up? It's so late already"
"I can't sleep"
"Sleep paralysis again?"
"No. I just can't sleep"
"I can't sleep either. Come to my room we'll have a little chat then"
"Okay"
There are so many extra rooms in this house. And all of the rooms here are big.
"So Hannah, I wanted to ask about Harry. Is he doing fine?"
"What? No... I don't think so"
He lets out a big sigh.
"Okay. How are you doing?"
"Fine I guess"
"Good."
None of us said a single word. We just sat there in silence.
"Why are you doing this for us?" I ask breaking the silence.
"Doing what?" He asks being a little confused.
"You're risking your own life for getting us out of his house. Why?"
"Because that's what friends do. Right?" He said looking into my eyes.
I didn't know what to say. I am just feeling good that I have a friend like him. I'm thankful.
"You're right" I say looking down. I didn't make any eye contact.
"You know Dacre, I'm too tired now. I think I should get some sleep. Or at least try to" I say trying to get away from this awkward moment.
"You sure?"
"I am.. I guess" I say looking down because I'm lying. I'm still not sleepy at all. And I feel bad for lying to him.
"Okay. Make sure you don't bump into Niall sleep walking" he said laughing.
"What? Why would he sleep walk?" I asked confused.
"Come on I'm kidding. I'm just trying to lighten up the weird silence" He said and looked down and started laughing at his own joke.
I started laughing too. Because that reminds me of Harry. The old Harry I guess. The way he used to make me feel good by telling his lame jokes and then chucking at them.
"I think I should laugh at your lameness Dacre" I said chuckling.
And him? He's still laughing at his own joke.
He looks up and he stares into my eyes.
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Kinda makes me feel uncomfortable but still it's okay.
He started coming closer. He was so close that our faces were an inch away from each other.
Before I could do anything our lips crashed together.
I was shook at first. I didn't know if I should back off or stay.
I didn't kiss him back. I couldn't.
I finally back off. Staring at him.
"I'm sorry" he says. looked like he was a bit sad that I backed off.
"It's okay. But I want you to forget that it ever happened" I say and walk out of the room.
I was a little disappointed about what he did. But he's a good friend and I don't want this stupid kiss to ruin anything.
I don't care about what he feels about me. I love Harry. I always did. And that's never changing.
