When I walked in the room where he was, I didn't know what to expect. Will he look at me in the same way that he did before. Or will he not feel anything at all. I am worried that the memories that we made will only be remembered by me.
When I walked in, he looked at me with a confused face. This is what I have been dreading. In this moment in time I hoped I would disappear, so that I don't have to deal with the pain of losing someone who meant so much to me.
"Hey, sorry I don't remember you. What's your name" he said with a forced smile.
"Hi, I am Grace. We have psychology together. I was near you when you got hit, so I wanted to check up on you to make sure that you are okay" I said trying not to cry
"That's really kind of you, thank you very much. Will you help me to remember some stuff that we learned in psychology, I know it's only one month of college, but as I don't remember a thing since summer I really need some help" He said and I am getting lost in his eyes once again.
"Yeah sure, anything for my psychology buddy" I said smiling like an idiot.
"Anyway, I should get going, I have quite a lot of work to do. I hope you get well soon." I added
"Bye, nice meeting you Grace" said Harry.
There is something in him that has changed. I don't know what, but something is definitely not the same with him. This is slowly killing me because I am afraid that things won't be the same with us. I know I didn't tell him about the summer vacation or the fact that we both liked each other. I didn't do that because if he doesn't remember me, then maybe its better that he doesn't remember what has happened between us.
Now I feel like crying because he is the only person that I had such strong feelings and technically I have lost him. I don't want to go home yet because my parents will guess that there is something wrong and they would want me to talk about it because they think I bottle up feelings. They are more scared of me repeating history.
There is a quite little cafe down the street that I am walking on and I decided to stop by and have a coffee or something. I needed to mentally prepare to see my family. I might be able to fake being happy to my parents. But my brother Cam knows me too well to not see through the fake smiles and laughs.
I order my favourite hot chocolate and sit by one of the random tables that were free.There were not many people inside. Only one guy, I can't help but wonder what he is doing here at this time. Is he waiting for his date, or is he like me trying to drown his sorrow.
