Part 43 - It Begins Again

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“My name is Kathleen.” She sighs sadly, as she’s stirring her food.  Looks like she lost her appetite too. “I just arrived here in London this morning actually.”

I narrow my eyes at her. “Where are you from?”

“I’m from Jakarta, Indonesia. Ever heard of that city?” She asked, looking at me.

“Yeah. I’ve heard that. It’s in Asia, right?”

“Right.” She nods, takes a sip of her apple juice through the straw.

“Are you having a vacation here?” I asked a bit eagerly.

She then looks sad, stirring her apple juice with the straw. Looks like she’s looking for the right words to tell me. “I was supposed to be having a vacation here with my… friend who lives here.”

I wonder why she said that unsurely.

“But there was something that ruined it all.” She continued with her sad tone.

I press my lips in a tight line, feeling sorry for her. I’m not really good at this one. “Then… where are you going now?”

She sighs. “I don’t know. I was just thinking about coming back to Jakarta. But then I think, this is London. One of my dream cities to visit and I’m not going to waste this.” She said with her forced spirit.

I nod, understanding. Then I put a piece of my steak with the fork into my mouth.

“Hey, I’m just wondering… do you want to be my company?”

I get stunned at her sentence for a moment. Then I look at her eyes, I wonder if she’s dreaming.

“I know that I just met you. But really you’re the first one, Elena.” She sighs, her expression turns sad again. “I want to forget what happened to me and my… friend… here. I don’t want to go home with nothing to bring but pain.”

I look at her with sympathy. Well, It’s not like she wants to kidnap me anyway. She looks so kind and innocent. I wonder what happened to her and her… friend. Why does she always say ‘friend’ in a slow tone?

“Please, Elena? Would you help me?” Her eyes look like a puppy begging for a tap on its head.

“Uhm… yeah sure. I’d love to.” Finally I accept. Well, without her, I would still be starving and dying right now.

[Ends of Elena’s POV!]

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[Let’s go to Harry’s POV!]

“Harold!”

I eventually open the door of my bedroom angrily then I see Niall with his guilty face, looking at me. He’s been knocking my door for hundred times.

“Please, I’m sorry!” His eyes really do look like one.

I still can’t forgive him. Kathleen doesn’t want to be my friend anymore because of him. I still can’t accept that fact.

“Harry, if you forgive me I’d do anything for you.” He said confidently.

I look at him, trying to convince me that he’s really feeling sorry. Niall is already like my brother for me. Actually I can never be able to fight with him longer than a minute. But still, what he did is overrated.

“I would help you to fix your friendship with Kathleen. I promise, everything would be fine.”

“Don’t promise things what you can not handle, Niall.” I said, lower my tone.

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