Schizophrenia [h.s]

Eva \ #1 \ Part II

[Rewritten]

Harry was on the sofa now, waiting for her. They didn't stop whispering in his ear, but now it didn't really matter if they'll stop, it will be still the same. He will still want to do it. Hes head and thoughts will stay the same. Even if they'll disperse.

Harry have always asked himself what's wrong with him, but now it didn't bother him for the first time. "mom, do i have problems?" he once asked his mom, Anne. The only reason he was asking it, was because he was adopted.

If his mom and dad didn't wanted him to stay with them, he must had something. But now he didn't flinch from that thoughts about his old 'parents' that left him in some scary building, and harry thought they were going to get ice cream, and eat it like a family. but no. harry was sitting on the doorsteps until night, too afraid to knock. too afraid to see whats inside that building.

Now he would say fuck them. Only because they have told harry a millions times he's okay. and he believes them, even if his therapist and his doctor were saying other.

He wanted his revenge to be special. after all she is or was the love of his life.

Harry had time until she will come back home from her "meetings". Simply as it is, he decided to make dinner for both of them. He made pasta, and for desert, he made little cupcakes with little surprise inside of it.

As he finished set the table ready, the door was making a loud sound of opening and closing. He realized she came back. "baby?, I'm home" Her voice was sounding normal, well why wouldn't it?. He was walking to Eva that was now taking her coat off and putting it on the couch. As she sew Harry in front of her eyes she knew something was wrong.

"Everything alright harry?" She asked him like she was Innocent. but he already knew everything. He nodded "Yeah, why wouldn't it be" he said and raising up a smile on his face. She wanted to know why harry was being 'cold' but 'happy'. But like always, she was running away from her problems and left in the corner of the room.

Eva felt nervous when they looked at each other, silence serenading them. "Hmm, do i smell pasta?" she let out a giggle, and harry smile to her fake. she take her hand to her side from his hand, and go right straight to the table. "Harry did you made this?" it was pretty clear that he did but she still asked it like stupid.

"let's sit" harry said in calm down as they both sit and harry opening a bottle of whine and filled her glass with it, and his was already filled from earlier.

Eva took her first bite in pleasure, and rolling her eyes from how good the food that harry have made. "Hmm, Harry this is so good" she smiled in a wide close smile to harry and he just stare at her eating, not even taking bites from his meal, and Eva have notice it "Aren't you eating too?" instead of answering on her question, he smiled and took a bite. This day could be perfect for both of them if that unknown number have sent harry that picture. But he was glad that someone send it to him, else he was still blind.

"what have you done home today?" Eva have asked harry, to break that awkward and frightened silence that was between the two of them. Harry hesitated, not knowing what to say to Eva, "Just things" Harry said and smiled weakly, trying to hide his feelings from Eva. "Okay" was the only thing Eva have said to harry.

As Harry and Eva finished their meal, Harry got up from his chair and walking quickly to the kitchen. "What are you doing there babe?" Harry heard Eva voice speaking as he also heard heels steps in the background. He quickly put the muffins on a small plate and was walking past by Eva to the table, putting the plate in front Eva's seat. Eva looked at Harry with surprised facial expression, can not believe he made all for her. She sat back on her chair, still in happy and shock facial expression. "Is it my birthday or something?" Eva asked Harry in a wide smile, as she taking the chocolate muffin in her hand, and taking a bite from the sweet muffin Harry made for her. Harry waited to her to bite, to touch the surprise he had putt in there for her.