Gone

Chapter 48 - Fireproof

FLASHBACK:

- It's beautiful Harry. - I replied quietly, looking at the curves and drawings of the walls.

-It's one of the things I love in this house. C'mon, sit with me on the couch. - Harry invited/forced me, taking my hand into his and leading me to the black and gold couch in the middle of his living room. - Can you tell me who was that lad bothering you at the bar? - he finally spoke after I sat down and got comfortable in the couch.

- We hm.. used to.. hm date. - I whispered glancing down to our intertwined hands.

-Why did you broke up? Sorry, I shouldn't have asked that. I am truly sorry.

- It's fine. - I squeezed his hand a bit making him look at me again - I don't really mind. " You really mind, don't lie." We have gone through to many things, to stay together.

"Tell him the truth. Tell him how he «let you go» because you were losing yourself and you couldn't/ can't keep your shit together. Later on, tell him how you were a coward because you didn't fight for him either."

CURRENTLY:

 My mind was being a little bitch to me, but it was partially right. I was a coward. I didn't have the courage to stand up and say how I really felt for Nick.

- Come with me to see the rest of my house. - Harry happily stated, changing the subject and dragging me along.

The first place he showed me was the kitchen. It was massive.

All white-themed with light wood in the cabinets and spicy plants on the counters. The stove was black, wich made the kitchen look straight out those house magazines.

- Do you live alone?

- Yes. - he answered my question quickly and with a grin - why?

- You're so clean... for a guy. - " What the actual...«you're so clean... for a guy.» What are you doing?" - Sorry this sounded, strange.

- It's okay, my mom always had this thing for cleaned houses, I guess she passed it to me. - he said while laughing and  leading me to his bedroom.

The bedroom was also huge! 

His bed was gigantic, it could easily fit three persons in there.

A noise of shattering glass was heard. Harry and I looked at each other with confused looks on our faces.

- Did you break something? - I quietly asked him.

- No and you? 

I shook my head and we stared at each others again.

- Stay here, I'll see what happened. - he said looking into my eyes to make sure I didn't leave the bedroom and stayed safe.

- Be careful.

 After he left I kept silently exploring the rest of the room I was in. I was not expecting his bedroom to look as it did. Not that I imagine guys bedrooms but ... you know, I expected different. It was in warm colours, the main wall where the bed was, was orange. The orange mix you see in the autumn leaves.

One of the other walls was deep red, the rest of the others were white.

 - It's safe, you can come out here! - Harry yelled from the living room.

When I was walking down the hallway that led to the living room and starting to see Harry, I saw Harry falling to the ground.

- Harry! - I screamed and ran to him.