never let me go..

chapter 6:

Harrys POV

It was Saturday morning and I woke up to the gentle sun rays shining on my face through the slither in my blinds. I looked over at my phone and saw it was 9:30am. Not too bad I thought as I walked over to the bathroom. I turned the handle slightly only for it to be abruptly stopped. It was locked. Dammit. I turned the lock harder when I heard a voice from inside. It was Gemma. This is going to be a long morning. She takes a good hour in the bathroom every morning. “Gemma! Hurry you ass up!” I yelled as I banged on the door when it suddenly flung open to reveal a smiling Gemma. “All yours” she said a little too cherry for my liking “what did you do?” “Oh... Nothing” she said whilst smirking at me holding something behind her back. What was she up to? “Whatever” I said pushing past her and trudging into the bathroom. I defiantly was NOT a morning person. I decided I would take a quick shower. My hair felt pretty gross.  Hopped in and lathered some shampoo and conditioner into my hair. I left it in while I washed the rest of my body and then rinsed my hair out. I jumped out and grabbed a towel and dried my body. I wrapped it around my waist and grabbed the other towel that was hanging on the rack and dried my hair. Shock filled me when I looked down into the towel. It was blue. What the hell? I ran over to the mirror and let out a loud yell “GEMMA IF YOU WANT TO LIVE I SUGGEST YOU LEAVE THIS HOUSE RIGHT NOW!!!!” I yelled out the bathroom door and then I saw Gemma coming out of her room with her phone in one hand and video camera in the other. “Say cheese Harry!! April fools! Payback sucks doesn’t it?” she said smirking at me whilst taking photos on her phone and getting her video camera right up in my face “IM GOING TO GET YOU SOOO BAD!” I yelled while running into my room and changing.

“Harry come on! Get out of your room!” Gemma pleaded from the other side of my locked door. “No! I’m not coming out I look like a bloody smurf! I yelled back at her and she huffed and left from the outside of my room. I was sitting on my bed in my Ramones shirt and grey trackie pants socks. I was just staring at my reflection in the mirror. My once chocolate brown curls were now temporarily dyed blue. BLUE! I have to wait 30 washes before it’s completely gone. I have washed my hair 7 times in the last hour and I just gave up. This stupid dye won’t come out. I’m going to have to go to school like this. Just then my stomach started to grumble so I pulled on my grey beanie that perfectly covered my now bright blue curls. I opened the door and peered out to see if anyone was there. Luckily no one was in the hallway I decided to go down to the kitchen. As I crept down the stairs I saw mum and Gemma watching TV. Good, they probably won’t see me.  I walked past without them noticing me. I oped up the fridge and started eating some leftovers from last night’s dinner. I sat at the table I heard mum come into the kitchen. I froze. “Harry, dear take off your beanie it’s rude to wear hats and beanies inside” “but mum I –““harry take it off now” she said as she pulled the grey beanie off my blue head. She dropped it in shock and then burst out into laughter “stop!!” I yelled as I picked up my grey beanie and put it over my head as I walked up the stairs back to my room. This is not going to be a fun week.

I stayed up in my room texting Hayley for the rest of the afternoon. I don’t know what to do about her anymore. I like her but I’m almost certain she doesn’t like me back. I asked charlotte out to make her jealous. I guess that didn’t work I mean she helped me plan it! I don’t know if I should confess to her or not. I don’t want to ruin our friendship but I can’t deny my feelings for her any longer. I spent hours texting her and talking about the weirdest things and the most deep things. I could trust her with anything. And I… I think I might… love her?