- Thursday Morning
I opened my eyes slightly, my head was pounding like crazy and I felt insanely nauseous. This was by far the worst hangover I had ever had. I could barely remember what happened last night after Henrik left me in that pub. There were bits and pieces that were faint in my memory, but I couldn't piece them together.
I stood up and groggily made my way to the kitchen. My hands roamed the medicine cabinets as I looked for Ibuprofen or something to make this headache go away. Once I found it, I chugged some water along with the tablet.
Finally, everything that happened with Henrik last night dawned on me. Once it did, I felt an urge to puke. I sped to the bathroom, kneeling down beside the toilet and let it all out. I flushed it and sat there for a few minutes, thinking about how much I missed him.
As if I couldn't even try to hold it back, my eyes pooled with tears and a small whine escaped my lips. I was being dramatic, I know; but I was so confused with Henrik. Why did he have to do this to me? Why did I let myself catch feelings?
After a few minutes of me sitting on the floor crying like a child, I wiped my eyes and decided that I was acting ridiculous, and instead of acting like a baby, I should act like the adult I am and talk this out with Henrik.
On that thought, I stood up and headed back to my room where my phone was. I decided whatever I had to say to him wouldn't be clear over texts, so I'd call him instead.
The phone rang and rang, but he never picked up.
I even called a second time, no answer.
Eventually, I came to the conclusion that maybe he's busy or just doesn't want to speak to me. I guess I'd just have to shoot him a text, at least he'd see it either way.
"Hey. Just wanted to say I'm sorry about yesterday. We can forget about it if you want, I just hope we can still see each other." I typed out and clicked send without hesitation.
I honestly didn't even know why I was apologizing. What did I have to apologize for?
I didn't expect a response, but to my surprise, my phone buzzed only a few seconds later with a message notification from Henrik.
"Don't be sorry, it's my fault. I don't think it's a good idea for us to hang out anymore though." - Henrik
I furrowed my eyebrows at his message. Are you freaking kidding me right now?
He's gonna tell me that whenever I need company, to contact him- kiss me, and then say it's not a good idea for us to hang out? This guy was more indecisive than any teenager I knew.
I didn't even know how to respond to something like that.
"I understand." I replied.
With a sad sigh, I turned my phone off and maybe even hoped for a second that he'd reply with a changed mind, but he didn't.
- 9 days later, Saturday
I looked in the mirror as I buttoned up my grey dress shirt. The SKAM reunion party was in an hour and I couldn't have been more nervous. I already knew it was going to be awkward seeing Henrik after the incident last week.
After taking these past 9 days to think about the whole thing, I honestly wasn't sure why it was such a big deal. It was one kiss, it's not like we haven't done that before. There have been plenty of times where at parties people would ask us to kiss and we would with no problem, so why was this such a big deal to him? We could've forgotten about it, played it off like nothing- I mean sure, it would've bugged me to do so but it's better than completely ignoring each other which is what we were doing now.
What confused me the most was that Henrik was one of the most easy going, laid back people I knew. I would've never expected him to react that way, which is why i was so shocked in the first place. I didn't understand why he was being so uptight about it.
Whatever- it didn't matter. I was just going to go to this party and enjoy myself. Henrik doesn't think it's a good idea to see each other anymore? So be it.
About 30 minutes later, I left for the party, putting the address from the email onto my GPS and arrived in about 30 minutes as well. I could already feel myself getting nervous to even walk up to the door.
I shook off my nerves and began walking up to the doorstep. Right when I hovered my hand over the door, it swung open before I could even knock.
"Tarjei! Hey!" Iman, who played Sana on SKAM said with a smile. "Glad you could make it!"
"Hi, Iman!" I grinned and pulled her into a short hug. "How've you been?"
"I've been good, I'm engaged."
"No way. Are you serious?" I raised my eyebrows and she nodded, I was genuinely shocked. It seemed like only yesterday all of us kids were on set filming the show. "Aw, congratulations!"
She chuckled, "Thank you. Here, come in, say hi to everyone- Julie's here somewhere, and so is your lover boy."
I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, "Henrik?"
She nudged me playfully and laughed, "I'm kidding, but he is in there. I'm gonna go find Josefine, make yourself at home!"
I let out an awkward laugh and once she left, I sighed of relief.
At the rate I'm going right now, I'm probably going to be avoiding Henrik all night, aren't I?
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