i took off my clothes putting them in my basket.
can you uncurl your hair? is that even a thing?
i mean i know you can straighten it but ye.
i put on a spaghetti strap tank top and some nike pro sports leggings.
"mom" i mumbled i walking to my parents room.
she looked up from the tv her eyes lightened up as she sat up.
"oh! i didn't even know you came in" i chucked "i know. i'm going for a run" i told her looking at myself in the mirror.
i turned around as she got up shaking her head "no. no go to a gym. you can't be out in public you'll be spotted. plus it's like 8 at night" i groaned.
"i'll take you?" she said and i shook my head "nah i'll just go tomorrow" i left her room walking in the kitchen.
i grabbed some chips, made some popcorn, i put them all in a big bowl. then added m&ms.
i'm fat i know. but there's more. i ordered pizza. along side with some brownies.
i turned on a scary movie and now watching it.
it was getting a little boring, because it wasn't even that scary. there was a lot of jump scares but i wasn't that scared.
m-come over. pleaseee.
i sent that text to harry about an hour ago and he still hasn't responded back.
and i started crying.
i don't know why i'm crying over a text. but i just started sobbing.
my room door opened and my mom head popped in.
"what happen" she sat on the bed next to me wrapping her arms around me and i cried in her arms.
"h-ha-ry" i sobbed pulling away to show her the text he hasn't responded to in awhile.
she smiled and i threw a tantrum. (ik)"s-top it's- n-not funny"
"okay okay sorry. are you on your period?" i nodded looking away from her.
why is he not answering me? i just deleted the message anyway.
"breathe for a few minutes then we'll talk" she mumbled and i leaned back (ik) taking deep breaths.
after a few minutes i sat up. my sobs were gone. just hiccups.
"alright" she shifted her body towards me "you have to understand that... he's famous. and has stuff to do , shows to attend, shows to get ready. awards to attend. songs to get done. he doesn't have a lot of free time and if he does i bet he tries his hardest to come see you. he doesn't have to, he doesn't need to but he does. he's not always gonna be there in a snap when you need him haylen. just give him time and space." my chest aches at her words he's not always gonna be there in a snap when you need him..
i'm always gonna need him though..
i nodded looking at her "right. mom?" she raised her eyebrows "how do you get someone.. to stay in a relationship with you. i-i mean . like how do you make them not bored of you" she smiled .
" devi essere te stesso avere fiducia in se stessi. supportalo con la cosa principale della sua vita" i smiled. (you gotta be yourself. have self confidence. support him with the main thing in his life)
"i don't know what the main thing in his life right now" i mumbled and she shook her head "find out. why do you have so much food up here. you barely ate any" she grabbed a piece of pizza.
"i'm being myself" i teased looking at her from the corner of my eye. then we burst out laughing. "are you done eating this stuff" i nodded picking out the stuff i wasnt which was the popcorn.
she grabbed the stuff walking over to her door to bring them back downstairs.
"ya goof" she closed the door on her way out. give him time and space...
alright i can do that.
i put the popcorn on my night Stan, turning on trolls turning off the lamp.
i put my phone on the charger.
i took off the tank top and the leggings. i got in bed in just my under-stuff.
and the bed felt way cooler, but empty.
