Between Us [Spaces Sequel]

t w e n t y - f o u r

As I woke up, my head hurt from crying. Harry was snoring quietly next to me. I turned around only to face his back. What he said last night still hurt me and I wasn't even sure if I should wake him up before I would leave. Quietly, I crawled out of bed and walked into the bathroom to take a shower. Thoughts were running through my mind the entire time. If I never came here in the first place, we wouldn't have had this argument. I should've just stayed in London. I didn't know where our relationship was supposed to go. Maybe those past days were just a warning sign, telling me to run from this while I still could. Or maybe this was just our relationship being put to the test. I didn't have answers to any of the questions in my head. I was just angry and sad about what he had said to me the night before. Was I really as important to him as he claimed? All I needed was some time to think about everything, to think about whether I wanted a boyfriend who barely had time for me. On the other hand, I really couldn't imagine life without him. Sighing, I got out of the shower and I started blow-drying my hair. When I left the bathroom, I was hoping that Harry wasn't awake yet. Somehow I wanted to say goodbye to him, but I also didn't want to argue again.
I snuck out of the bathroom, but my heart dropped, when I saw Harry sitting on the bed, looking at the floor.
"Good Morning," I mumbled, walking towards him. He suddenly stood up and closed me into his arms, pulling me into him. Although I was angry and upset, I needed this desperately. Tightly, I wrapped my arms around him, hearing his heart beat against my ear. I could hear him sniffling. Without even having to look, I knew he was crying. Suddenly, I felt guilt for screaming at him, but hadn't he called me names? Hadn't he started the fight in the first place? All my life, I had been the one to apologize for mistakes I hadn't made. I needed to stop. My life was crap sometimes, but there was no complaining for me. If I didn't want crap anymore, I would have to demand something more. Demand something more from life and especially from Harry. It was his turn to apologize to me, it was my time to think.
"I'm so sorry," he mumbled, as I slightly pushed him away from me. His lips were trembling, his green eyes were staring at me with sadness.
"I need to leave," I told him, trying to hold floods of tears back.
"I know," he said, wiping his tears. "I'm really sorry about what I said yest-"
"Stop it," I interrupted. "Just... Don't say a thing right now, alright? You really hurt me and I've been hurt several times in my life. I know you were always there for me, but while you are on tour, you can't be. It's your career and I accept that and I'm happy for you, but right now I just need time to think."
"It's alright, love. Just take all the time you need," Harry said, flashing me a weak smile. "Just... I need you. And I love you."
"I love you, too. But in those past days, maybe I saw my future. I can't have you let me down because your careef is more important to you. I just need to think about whether this is what I want. I love you, I really do. I just need time."
I let go of him and grabbed my suitcase, before leaving the hotel room and leaving him behind, broken and hurt.

"Scarlett?" I heard Kaya outside the door.
"Go away," I mumbled into my pillow.
"I'm really worried, could you unlock the door?"
"Go away," I said. "Leave me alone to die."
"Could you stop quoting Lilo & Stitch and talk to me?" Kaya begged. "I know that you're sad, but you need to eat and drink."
"I have everything I need," I replied, looking down at several snacks on my bed. I had soft drinks on my nightstand, a box of donuts, several bags of chips on my bed. I had everything I needed.
"Are you sure?" Kaya said, with concern in her voice.
"I have so much food in here, I could hibernate in my room," I said, making her chuckle.
"Alright... But let me know if you need something, okay?"
I remained silence and after a few minutes, I heard her sigh and walk away from my door. I cuddled up in my bed, as my phone started ringing.
I knew it was him, he had called several times in the past hours. I didn't want to talk to him at all. I declined the call and continued watching The Notebook. I knew that it was one of Harry's favorite movies and to be honest, the fact that I knew made everything a lot sadder. I had spent hours in bed, watching the saddest movies, pretending that it was them making me cry, not Harry.
After a few minutes, my phone screen lit up. I unlocked it and saw a message from Harry.
Just wanted to check if you arrived safely. x
I slightly smiled to myself, before reminding myself that I was angry with him.
I'm home. Thanks for checking in on me.
Now, I missed him more than ever. I regretted our fight, but I needed time to think. Our last encounter had been our worst yet, but I was sure there was some way to figure it out... somehow.
Anytime, love. x
I locked my phone again, watching Rachel McAdams and Ryan Gosling do their thing. Meanwhile, I stuffed my face with a donut, wondering why life had to be this cruel to me.