Eleanor's POV.
Something about that boy.. he got me good and I got it bad. He got me feeling like a girl gone mad. he got me running around like a love fool, taking me down and I can't stop. He got me up, I can't come down. He got me locked and I don't want out. I know he's playing my heart and I ain't got no choice.
I get out and find Lou.
"Umm Harry is still asleep. We can come back and see him tomorrow?" I half lie.
"Yeah, we can go!" She's very understanding.
I leave the hospital with the whitish purple haired lady. It's still pouring out like crazy and I'm honestly not ready to see drunk Luke. I think that I'm going to spend the night with Lou at Harry's flat. Thank goodness I cleaned it earlier.
"So how do you know Harry?" Lou asks as we sit in her car.
"Harry is my neighbor."
"Oh."
"How do you know him?"
"We've been best friends ever since I remember." She takes a deep breath.
"I bet he was a nice friend." I smile. At this point I don't even know what's coming from my mouth and for some reason I really envy Lou because Harry was her best friend, other then she is so beautiful.
"Yeah, yes he was." She holds on to the wheel.
"Was?"
"Harry and I, we were best friends but it felt more then that when we were in high school... And he just left."
She looks so heart broken. Her and I don't make contact what so ever. I turn on the radio to eliminate this awkwardness. Ever since we did not say a word until we reached Harry's place.
"Welcome to Harry's place!" I unlock the door.
"I'm not so sure if I am welcome yet since I am in his place without his permission." She giggles.
"No worries, I got your back" I wink. "Settle in, I'm just gonna go take a quick shower and come to chill with yah." I smile and throw my backpack and phone on the kitchen counter.
Lou sits on the couch and looks around Harry's place. She scans the walls and furniture and nods at me.
I leave for ten minute to take a shower. God knows what she has been doing on her own but that's non of my business. When I come out Lou is not sitting on that couch any longer.
"Lou, what are you doing?" I giggle.
She's by the counter looking though.. My sketchbook? Oh shit.
I run over and snatch what is mine from her hands.
"Are they sketches of Harry?" She looks surprised.
"This is mine. You don't have the right to look though my shit. What the hell?!" Why would she look through my stuff?!
"Sorry, I just found it by the books and I thought it was one of Harry's"
"No, it's mine." I take a deep breath and put it in my backpack.
"You know I was the same.." Lou looks at me as if I know what the hell she is talking about.
"You sketched Harry too?" Wait, that was a stupid question. Lou giggles and walks around to sit on the couch again.
"No, I fell for Harry the way you did. Don't even try to deny it, honey. But being with him is hell. He always liked to play tough and I was running out of time. I lost self control because he knows what he has done.. My heart just came undone. I always got this feeling but I can't help it wonder.." Her words were deep and I couldn't understand any of them.
