Invisible [h.s.]

Chap 6-Its Time to get Up

*Jezabelle's Pov*

        I woke up the next morning cheery and ready to take on the day. Picking out my outfit I've come to conclude was the hardest thing this morning. Eventually I picked out Black high waisted shorts and a crop top with sandals. I put on a little make-up and headed out the door only to remember my car was still at school. Perfect, my only other option was to go over to Harry's flat and ask him for a ride. I happily walked over to his flat and knocked 3 times on his door. No answer. I knocked again still nothing, then I tried the doorknob. It was unlocked! I quietly opened the door and stepped inside, there was no movement everything was still. I walked up to Harry's room and opened the door softly. He was sprawled out on his front, one of his hands was hanging off the bed and his face was buried in the pillow. A cheeky smile appeared on my face seeing him look so peaceful and sound, quite like a child. I quietly walked over to the bed and jumped on top of him, I put my face right beside his looking at his sleepy face. A tired smile spread on his face and a giggled escaped my lips. 

        "Wake up! Wake up!" I yelled jumping on the bed. I started singing a song to wake him up and at the end he jumped up and yelled "Its time to get up!". He pulled me down to him and flipped us over so he was covering me. I couldn't stop giggling, his messy bed hair was hilarious. 

        "Good  morning princess," he whispered.

        "Ew Harry go brush you teeth and get ready for school we have to be there in like 20 minutes!" I ordered back. He sucked in a deep breath and blew it out in my face, I gagged and I'm lucky I didn't throw up in his face. He jumped off of my and sauntered into the bathroom to get ready. I shook my head and chuckled to myself . I was wandered around Harry's room when a leather book fell off his shelf. When I picked it up  I couldn't help but look inside. Words were written on every page, they looked as if they were lyrics. Oh I will carry you over fire and water for your love. And I will hold you closer hope your heart is strong enough. His lyrics are beautiful, in the corner of the page it had a date October 20th. 

That was last night. Did he write this last night after he went home late? My thoughts were interrupted by the bathroom door opening and Harry walking out. I quickly put the journal back on the shelf and focused on him.

        

        

When we got to school Harry gave me a kiss on my forehead and told me to speak up. I'm assuming he meant makes some friends but that will never happen. First through fifth period went the same as they always did, I sat in the back of the class not being noticed. The only things I could think of is how Yesterday was one o the best days of my life. I had so much fun just playing around with Harry. Speaking of Harry I saw him on the way to lunch and he was on his phone and a scowl was one his face. hen I went up to ask him if he was okay he just told me hes not in the mood and to leave him alone. So here I am now in the bathroom crying, on the simple fact I thought he was different. The kiss we shared I as mistaken to think it actually meant something. Why did I even agree to go on a date with him. Why do I always get stuck with the liars and I never see it. STOP CRYING! I scold myself. As the rest of the day passes I don't see Harry anywhere. Not in the halls or with his friends and when I went to my car his was gone. I rushed home to see if he was there and most importantly if he was okay. When I got to his house I didn't even bother to knock I just rushed inside. As soon as I opened the door loud sobs came from upstairs, I ran as quickly as possible up to his room. When I opened the door he was rocking back and fourth on his floor loud sobs falling from his mouth. I rushed over to him and he looked up at the his green eyes brighter then ever and he was crying so hard he could barley breathe. I hugged him close to me and he wrapped his arms around me and cried into my shoulder. Even though I have no idea whats wrong I told him that everything's okay and to calm down. He would just reply with its not okay or bigger and louder sobs. It shattered my heart seeing him like this, the strong Harry that was holding me and comforting me last night is now broken in my arms crying his eyes out  for some unknown reason and for the time being I cant do anything about it. When he stopped crying he looked at me and answered my question before I could even ask it.

        "Its Gemma," he choked out.

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I KNOW I KNOW THIS CHAPTER IS SHIT I DON'T NEED COMMENTS ABOUT IT (IF Y'ALL ACTUALLY DID COMMENT) I'M  VERY DISAPPOINTED IN MYSELF. I JUST WASN'T IN THE MOOD TO WRITE ANYTHING TODAY BUT I STILL DID FOR YOU GUYS. EVEN THO ITS BAD. 

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