Everything Will Be Alright ↠ Henjei [ COMPLETED ]

"Move on." Pt. 7

     It had been a few hours since Henrik left with Lea. I debated on texting him, I reached for my phone and clicked on his contact name.

      I began to type, "Hey, hope everything's okay. Sorry if I caused any problems for you." I fidgeted with my fingers before pressing the send button.

      Not even a minute later, the typing bubble popped up. My heart almost stopped, I laid tense in my bed waiting impatiently to read his response.

     "Hey Tarjei, nothing that happened today was your fault, please don't think it was." - Henrik. I read the words over and over.

      "Are you okay? I'm here if you need to talk." I hesitated with this text, but what did I have to lose? With that thought, I sent it, instantly regretting it when he replied.

     "I don't think it's good for my relationship if we keep talking. I'm sorry, hope you can understand." - Henrik

      My breath hitched in my throat. Was he being serious right now? This was Henrik speaking, wasn't it? Who am I kidding, I really must've been out of my mind if I thought i meant something to him- or enough for him to not leave just cause his girlfriend didn't like it.

      As much as I tried not to be disappointed, I was. I was insanely disappointed. He just barely came back into my life only to leave it again. This was stupid- I was stupid. I shouldn't have even messaged him in the first place to ask to catch up that one day. I should've known, Henrik has a life- he has things to do, I can't just barge in and expect to be somewhat important to him.

      "I understand." I quickly replied and shut off my phone, not wanting to think about it anymore- or anything for that matter. I squeezed my eyes closed and clenched my jaw. Why was everything going downhill now? These last few times I've seen him have been so great, and now they were ruined.

     I'm being dramatic, aren't I? Extremely dramatic. Why am I acting so sensitive to this? I've only seen him a few times since we started talking. It's not like we're best buds or something.

     Gosh, I don't even know what to think.

     I just need to forget about this. Forget about everything, the feelings, the emotion, I'm just gonna brush it off like nothing and move on. I need to move on.

     I'll take it easy- from now on, I won't think of Henrik. I'll leave him alone, since it's clear that's what he wants. There was a sad feeling at that thought, but I ignored it.

      Move on.

- 2 weeks later ; wednesday

It had been two weeks. Of course I didn't stay true to my word of not thinking of Henrik, I mean- how could I not? After what he said, it was all I could think about. My brain was starting to hurt from just repeating those words in my head.

"I don't think we should talk anymore."

I cringed at the thought of it. Not an "ew, that's so gross" cringe, more like an, "ouch" cringe- if that makes any sense. No, not really, but oh well. Has anything I've said at all these last few weeks made sense?

Whatever, truth is... I missed him. I missed Henrik. I already had, but once I got that little bit of him, it made me realize how much I really did want him in my life. I should do something, huh? Honestly, I have nothing to lose. Let's say I do take the risk and say something, he wants nothing to do with me? Fine, we move on with our lives. Okay, but what if he sees the effort? He sees that I actually do care and that makes him change his mind? Great, it works out. It's not like I'm seeing him all the time anyway, shoot, I might just surprise myself.

I pulled out my phone and clicked on his contact. I stared at it, not even knowing what to say, then I decided I'd have a better chance doing this in person. I knew it was probably a stupid idea, but I was gonna pay him a visit right now. Let's just hope he's home.

In a hurry, I grabbed my jacket and got in my car. Before I knew it, I was driving to Henrik's house. What was I thinking? I knew I must've gone mad at this point.. but it was too late to turn back now.

Eventually, i pulled up to his house. Regret suddenly overwhelmed me. This was a terrible idea. What was I doing just showing up at his house like this with no notice?! That's why we have phones- geez, Tarjei, get even more idiotic.

It was as if I wasn't controlling my movements, because even though I told myself this is was a stupid idea, my body still made it's way up to his door and in a swift motion, i was lightly knocking on the door.

A few seconds passed before I heard footsteps lead up to the other side of the door. The doorknob turned, and boy I was lucky that Henrik answered and not his girlfriend.

He stared at me blankly before looking behind his shoulder for anyone and when he saw no one, he walked outside to speak with me before shutting the door behind him.

"Hey-... um, is everything alright?" He asked, his voice unsteady as if he was a bit nervous to talk to me.

Okay, sure, Henrik. Act like nothing happened.

I shook my head softly, "No. It's not." I replied bluntly, not even sure where I was going with that.

He looked at me dumbfounded, I knew this was a different side of me and he did as well. His eyes scanned around nervously before meeting mine once more. "Want to talk? You know... elsewhere?"

"Why do you think I'm here?"