•EMILY'S POV•
The rest of the week was really different... I still went to school, and Harry never came to school. Juliet and I hung out every day when we got the chance, and I missed her. On Friday, I decided that I'd be going back to Harry's house, but before I do, I'm going to call Anne. I hesitantly picked up the phone, scared that Harry might pick up. I took a deep breath and called their number.
"Hey baby!" Anne's sweet voice rang through the phone. I took another deep breath, relieved that Harry didn't answer. I'd probably chicken out and hang up.
"Hey Anne," I replied, running a hand through my hair.
"How are you?" she asked with a worried expression. That's the thing I love about Anne, she's so caring and nice, and she cares about me. I just love her so much, she's like a mother to me.
"I'm doing well, but Harry, not so much..." she replied, with a tone in her voice I couldn't decribe.
"What?! Why, what's he doing?" I asked, immediately worried.
There was a sigh at the end of the line, and then a long while of silence. She cleared her throat and started talking, "Well, he hasn't aten in the past week, or went out of his room for that matter. He won't talk to me, Em," she said, with a soft tone in her voice. Woah, Harry wasn't even taling to his Mum? That's a problem.
She started again, "Well, I've tried talking to him, but he just stays in his room all day. It's pretty hard trying to get him to talk, Emily. Do you think you could do something?" she asked with so much hopefulness in her voice, that I couldn't say no.
"Sure, Anne. I'll be there in roughly 20 minutes, okay?" I asked her.
"Okay, Em. Be safe, I love you." she said.
"Love you too, Anne." I replied, and then the line went dead. I'm nervous to see Harry. She said he hasn't aten in the past week? Oh my god. This is bad. I quckly took a shower and got dressed, and brushed my teeth and haiar, before heading to the door.
"Emily?" Shit, I forgot I was at Hayden's house still. I turned around to see Hayden, standing there with a worried look on his face. "Hi Hayden." I said, waving to him "Are you leaving?" he asked, stepping closer to me. I nodded and looked down."Are you going to see him?" he whispered, taking another step closer. I nodded again, still looking down.
Then he lifed my face up, and kissed my forehead softly. "Go to him, he loves you. Just remember, i'm always here if you need to talk." he whispered. I nodded and looked him straight in the eyes. "Will you text me?" he asked. "Yes." I whispered back, hugging him. He squeezed me tightly, and hugged me for a long time, wrapping his arms around me tight. We finally pulled away and he had tears in his eyes. "I'll call you." I said, before turning to the door.
I waved to him once more and he waved to me before I opened the door and walked out. I walked down the sidewalk, shaking voilently. What if Harry doesn't want to see me? What if he doesn't want to be with me anymore? All these bad thoughts ran through my mind as I neared Anne's house. I took a deep breath before I walked to the door. I took another deep breath and opened the door hesitantly. When I opened the door, I didn't expect Anne to be there, waiting for me.
She ran to me and hugged me, once I closed the door. "I missed you so much, how are you?" she asked, hugging me tightly. I pulled away and smiled at her. "I'm good I guess, how are you?" I asked her. She shook her head with no response. "Harry's up in his room. He's a mess." she sighed. I nodded and went into the kitchen. "Would you like some tea?" Anne asked as she went over to the stove. I nodded and she put the kettle on the stove.
She sat down in a chair next to me and ran a hand through her hair. "Well, would you mind trying to bring him up some tea? Maybe he'd like that." she said in a tired voice. "Maybe..." I replied. She got up and went over to he stove because the tea was done. She got two cups and poured each cup with tea. Then she got some sugar and a spoon and mixed the sugar in. "Here ya go, sweetie." she smiled, giving me the cups. "Thanks so much, Anne." I smiled back. She nodded and replied, "I'll be in the living room." I nodded and she went into the living room. I sighed and took a sip of tea, before heading towards the stairs. What if Harrydoesnt want to talk to me? What if he hates me?
