30 Days -H.S-

Chapter 18:

{UNEDITED}

Waking up with a headache isn't a pleasant thing to wake up to. It really sucks. I stood up and made my way to the medicine cabinet to drink one and went back to bed again.

After a few hours, I began to feel slightly better which is good because I still have to call Harry, which was Claire's idea to give him a chance. After our talk last night, we were just about to sleep but her phone started to ring, she went out of my room to answer it then came back with a panicked expression. I asked her what happened and she said that her grandma had a heart attack, and that she needs to be there too. She left in a hurry but before she left, she apologized again for ruining our girl time, of course, I told her it was okay and she should go now and so she did. Pretty eventful huh? Anyway, back to the story!

I dialed Harry's number and he picked up instantly.

"Hey, Kylie," he greets me.

"Hey," I replied. "I just want you to know that I'm saying yes." I smiled, even though he can't see me.

"Really?" He asks, obviously relieved that he wasn't rejected.

"Yeah! Really." I chuckled.

"Well, that's great!" He exclaims which made me laugh at his excitement. "When should I pick you up?"

"Well, I don't know yet. Maybe tomorrow? I don't really feel good today.." I explained to him.

"Of course. Should I come over? You might need company." He asked, concern laced in his voice.

"No, it's okay," I insist. "Sam's here anyway.... I think." I add.

"Fair enough," he gave in. "So I'll see you tomorrow then?"

"Yeah," I answered. "See you, Harry."

"You too, Ky." Then he hung up.

I set my phone down on my desk and made my way downstairs.

"Sam?" I called his name while walking around the house.

"Yeah?" Said a voice coming from upstairs. I went up again to go to his bedroom, which I assumed his voice came from.

"Where's mum and dad?" I asked him as I entered his room. He was sitting on his computer table, playing some kind of game.

"Business trip." I replied shortly.

Of course. They're gone again for who knows how long.

"I see," I nod. "So what are you up to?" I asked, sitting on his comfy bed.

"Nothing much." Again, short answer.

"What's wrong?" I asked him again.

"Nothing." Now he is getting really annoying.

"Sam, can you please just tell me what's going on?" I stood up and touched his shoulder which made me flinch when he pushed my hand away.

"Just leave it, Kylie."

"No." I stubbornly replied.

"Kylie..."

"Sam..."

"Fine," he sighed. "You want to know what's wrong?" He asked and I nod.

He paused his game and walked over to his book shelf. He grabbed some kind of brown folder and handed it to me.

"Read it when you're alone." His voice cracks. Then just like that, he left, slamming the door shut.

I sighed and went back to my room and set the folder on my bed. I am in no mood for dramas so I decided to read it some other time.