Everyone comes into our life either for a season or a reason. In the end I can't say Kendyl saved me or I saved Kendyl. I think we both saved each other. We taught one another how to save a life.
Started: July 14th, 2016
Completed: May 31st, 2018
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Kendyl's P.O.V
No matter how much I tried to be present with Harry and my family, it was always in the back of my head. Clicking like a clock reminding me of what awaited.
I knew I wasn't going to make it and I had agreed with that. The more time I spent with Harry, the more I felt the internal anger bubbling up.
I tried shoving it down as much as I could because it was my choice. I had to be grateful for the extended time I was getting.
I tried to smile once more as Harry looked back up at me again. I frowned after a second when I realize he was not moving in the line with his friends. Rather, just standing there and I wondered what was wrong.
He wasn't looking at me but rather someone behind me. Harry continued to walk so I didn't bother looking back anymore.
As I was watching people find their seats, I felt a sense of loss because I was seeing what I would miss. Partly I was relieved because it was stressful. If I honestly had more time, I was sure just University would finish killing me off.
I knew that we had to do something with our lives. I was just not one of those people who had the time to figure out what. My life was always being focused on something else.
I was actually proud of Harry, because even though he didn't know what he wanted, he at least had something under his arm. Something to fall back on while he figured himself out.
Just the fact that he committed long enough to finish school. He could have given up anytime he wanted but didn't. I knew I helped a bit in the end but before me, it was all him.
I watched patiently throughout the whole ceremony. I was not disappointed to say that I missed a boring ceremony. Nearly an hour and a half later, they finally started giving out diplomas. I held my phone ready to take pictures because I had a graduation for Harry myself.
My heart burst with joy as I watched him get his diploma handed it to him. The pride that seemed to be radiating from his smile was so evident. He earned it. All six years of effort for that moment.
The rest of the ceremony went by rather quickly and then finally, the class of 2017 was finally dismissed. Caps went flying into the air before falling back. Everyone in the audience broke into roaring applause and cheers for the graduates. I myself applauded like a mad woman cheering along silently for Harry.
I remained in my spot while everyone else started to exit the auditorium. I told Harry I would wait for him, prior so we could meet his family outside together. I searched to see where Harry was when I felt someone tap my shoulder.
