never let me go..

chapter 2:

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It was Monday morning and I woke up sleeping on the couch with mum. I looked over at the clock that was hanging in the hall next to the family room we were in and struggled to read the time. I got up and took my glasses from the kitchen bench and put them on my head. Yeah I wear glasses. I have to because I’m short sighted. That means I can see thing close up well but things far away are really blurry. I don’t usually wear them I just wear my contacts but thing morning I wasn’t in the mood to do anything. It was 6:17am. Why so early? I got up and had a shower, ate breakfast and got my school stuff together. Mum had just woken up and she came up to room to see where I was. I told her that I was going to school today but she insisted I stay home. I wanted to go to school to get my mind off everything and she agreed with me. “Bye mum, I love you” I said before leaving out the front door.

I walked to the bus stop and put in my headphones. I put Coldplay on shuffle and sat there thinking. Where is dad? Is he okay? Is he alive? So many questions that I didn’t have answers to rang through my head. I tear escaped my eye and I went to wipe it away when I was stopped by something. Crap I had my glasses on! I didn’t have my contacts with me so I would HAVE to wear them today. Then my favourite Coldplay song came one, swallowed in the sea, and I zoned out and just listen to every word he said. I was sitting there peacefully when all of a sudden everything went black. From what I could just see from under the rim of my glasses it was a pair of hands wrapped around my head. I grabbed them and pulled them off and turned around to see my best friend Harry. “Bloody hell harry!” I said as he pulled me into a hug. He was my best friend since we were 2 and he has honestly been through everything with me. He pulled out of the hug, still holding onto my shoulders and looked at my face confused. “You’re wearing glasses?” he asked confused “uh… yeah I ran out of contacts” I lied “oh...” he said looking deeper into my eyes. He knows something was wrong. Dammit he knows me too well. “Hayley what’s wrong?” he asked with a worried tone in his voice. “Nothing… I’m just tired that’s all” I said flashing him a fake smile “bull” he replied not buying what I had said about being tired “Hayley Grace Williams tell me what’s going on” he said using my full name as a threat. “nothing!” I yelped as a tear fell from my eye. He pulled me into a hug and rubbed my back and I let the tears pour out. “Hey, love what’s happening? You can tell me anything” he said, his voice full of sympathy. “My dad, he….he, he’s gone MIA” I said my voice shaky and full of fear. “Oh... What’s that?” typical Harry. I let out a small laugh before returning to the situation. “It means… missing in action. They don’t know where he is, if he’s dead or alive… nothing” a small tear escaped Harry’s eye and I wiped it away. “Thanks” he murmured. Our families are pretty close and I assumed that mum had phoned the styles and informed them about this since they always come around to see us and always take the week off and spend it with us when dad comes home. We both just sat there in silence I was leaning into the crook of Harry’s neck and he was resting his head on mine. We were both heart broken

Harry had been there for me through everything. And I knew he would be there for me now. He is my best friend and always will be.

We arrived at school and I was literally shaking. I didn’t want people to see me with glasses so I took them off. I couldn’t see anything about a metre in front of me. I was talking to Harry as we were walking and of course I walk straight into a pole. Fantastic. I fell to the ground and my head was absolutely pounding. Harry helped me up. “How could you have not seen that pole? It was like right in front of you?” “I….” Harry looked at me and realised I wasn’t wearing my glasses “Hayley Grace Williams put those glasses on right now or I swear –““you’ll what harry?” I replied cockily as if he had nothing on me but then I realised that he was the one who knew me better than I knew myself. He retuned my look of realisation and took my glasses out of my pocket and placed them over my eyes carefully “there we go” he said smiling “and love, don’t worry you look gorgeous okay?” “Alright funny joke… as if” I said doubting that word… gorgeous, I was far from it and I knew it. Although Harry never let me say I wasn’t without putting up a fight. “Hayley listen to me” he said as he took hold of my shoulders and looking in to my eyes “you are beautiful” he spoke softly without breaking our gaze. Beautiful. Another word I’m not. “Haha okay styles whatever you say” I said sarcastically as I broke out of his grip and continues to walk into the school.