Change (punk h.s.)

Chapter 16

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I wake up to the loud sound of my alarm clock, I groan before turning it off and I immediately get out of bed. I haven't talked to Harry in these past few days. I'm still hurt about what he said. I don't think I should be I have no idea why I am, it just... It hurt a lot.

"Morning", Harry says to me as I walk out of my room and as I've done in these past few days, I ignore him again and walk straight to the bathroom. He has tried to talk to me every chance he had and seems like he's not going to give up soon. I just need time though, I can't keep ignoring him forever. We live in the same apartment after all.

I shake my head and close the bathroom door, locking it. I quickly strip off my pajamas and step in the shower. I close my eyes and enjoy the feeling that comes as the warm water runs down my body.

Suddenly I hear a knock on the door and I open my eyes slowly.

I am mad to him for a reason, right? He yelled he doesn't care about me, but why did it hurt so much? Why do I care if he cares about me or not? It shouldn't matter. We're just roommates. Just roommates. 

"Sydney? Is everything alright? You've been there for 45 minutes", Harry asks - 45 minutes? - and keeps knocking on the door every once in awhile. I still don't say anything to him. This is childish, I know I just can't talk to him right now. He just keeps knocking on the door as I shampoo my hair.

"Sydney, If you don't open this door now I'll knock it down", he warns and keeps knocking. I groan before stepping out of the shower. Drying myself a bit. Knock knock. I slowly put on my clothes.

"Sydney I'm fucking serious"

I roll my eyes and look in the mirror, I brush my hair and ruffle it a little bit. He still keeps knocking.

"Okay I'm going to do it. One... Two... Thr-"

I open the door and see Harry backing few steps away from the door. I force a fake smile and walk back to my room. I flop down on my bed again and cover my head with my hands. I hear Harry walk closer to my room and then I hear him stop. I move my hands away from my face and lift my head from the matress to look at him. 

"I made breakfast", he mumbles and walks away. I can't help but smile a little. "Thank you", I mumble to myself and walk to the kitchen. I look at the pan and he has made some pancakes which makes me smile even more. Pancakes are my absolute favorite thing on earth. My mom used to make pancakes every morning, I bet she still does. Zach gets to eat all her pancakes. That lucky 24 year old boy still living with his mom, he's a loser. God, I miss him so much.

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"Sydney! Harry still hasn't answered my calls!", I hear Rose calling from behind me as I walk inside Howard & Beatrice. 

Shut up, shut up, shut up...

"No 'Hi how are you' or anything?", I ask with a chuckle but she keeps a straight face. "He hasn't answered I'm getting worried", she says like she hadn't even heard me.

Bitch.

"Well I don't know what's his problem, why don't you just go to our apartment and ask himself", I say a bit too harshly.

"Oh my God yes! I have to go now!", she panics. "Can you please tell our boss that I'm sick?", she starts shaking my shoulders. I hate when people do that to me.