I didn't bother to look at the caller when my phone rang again. I wasn't in a mood to play. I answered, but I said nothing because I already knew who it was. 
                              "Hello?"
                              I kept quiet. It was him again, though I didn't want to hang up this time. There was something about his voice that calmed me down. 
                              A tear rolled down my cheek. 
                              "It's Harry here. You probably know."
                              I know, idiot. 
                              "What's wrong? You're not hanging up on me today?"
                              Few more drops rolled down. 
                              "I met my grandma today. She was nice."
                              I didn't need to know that, but okay. He seemed happy with it, so I didn't want to ruin his happiness like mine was ruined. 
                              "What's your name? Can I at least get a name?" 
                              No.
                              "Pretty please? Anybody there?"
                              I accidentally sniffed and my eyes widened. Harry must've heard that. Oh shit, oh shit. 
                              "Are you crying? Don't cry..."
                              Shut up, shut up, shut up. 
                              "I'm a little bit soft," He weakly chuckled. "So if I see or hear someone crying, I'll tear up a bit. Don't cry..."
                              I sighed heavily and wiped away the tears, but somehow they kept falling. 
                              "Do you wanna talk about it?"
                              Fuck no, go away. 
                              "You don't know me, and I don't know you. Come on, it could be interesting. It's like a counselling session."
                              I sniffed again. "No... Way..."
                              Harry gasped. "It speaks! Finally!"
                              I cracked a smile. "Shut up, weirdo."
                              "I'm the weirdo now?" He chuckled, and I was starting to like the sound of that. "Says the one who.. Uhm..."
                              "No comebacks?" I smirked. 
                              "Oh, shut up!"
                              I grinned. 
                              "Now that you're talking, what's your name?"
                              "It's a secret."
                              "But, but -"
                              "Goodbye, Harold."
                              "It's Harry!" Then I hung up, feeling satisfied. 
                                      
                                          
                                  
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