"So, who was that girl?" I asked him, curiosity hitting me.
"Mhm, I don't want to talk about it now." His raspy voice filled my sistem, leaving me with questions, wondering what could he be hiding. But was he really trying to hide something from me?
"Ohh, I see...You don't wanna tell me?"
"It's not that I don't want to tell you, Emily! I said I don't want to talk about it now."
"Yeah, yeah. Okay." I said, turning my face to the window. I rolled my eyes at the thought that I still didn't know who this mysterious girl known as Amy was. I just wanted to know what they talked about.
"Was it really your mom at the phone?" He asked changing the subject and raising his voice to a high pitch.
"Yes, why?"
"Nothing. It just seemed like it was a guy talking."
In that minute I could feel my heart breaking into three hundrend pieces and my knees tumbling in fear that he'd might discover something.
"Oh, sorry. It was Liam, I just didn't want you to get jeaulous."
"I wouldn't. I know he's just a friend."
"Yeah. Mhm, well, let's go back to London."
"Okay." Harry smiled, just a little smile at first but as it grew it slowly revealed his teeth and dimples in the middle of his cheeks.
(*#*)
"Hello guys, so, how was the visit to Holmes Chapel?" My mom asked us as soon as she saw us already in home.
"Good," I said, it was good for a couple of hours and bad for another hour but I wasn't going to say that it was 'more less.'
"Yeah." Harry spoke, looking deeply into my eyes with a smirk crossed on his face.
Maybe for him it was really good, maybe that girl was someone important that he didn't remember but I'm not going to think of the possibilities of what she might be. If he wants to tell, then he will.
"Well, I'm cooking the dinner, so, you guys should go do something else instead of being here looking at the food," My mom laughed.
"Yeah, we will."
For a brief moment I thought I heard my phone ringing but then Harry took his phone out of his pocket and I instantly saw the name 'Amy' in the caller ID.
"I'm gonna pick this up, be right back."
"Okay, go."
I just hope this is not some old lover of his.
(*#*) Morning after
I opened my eyes only to meet the sunlight streaming through the window. I stayed in bed for a few seconds, trying to find some sense of what happened yesterday, but it all was a mess in my head.
New message.
From: Colton
Hey sleepy head, wake up. I know your classes starts later today, so, come to my house. I've serious things to talk with you and don't be afraid, I'm not gonna touch you babe.
I groaned thinking that I had to go his house and see him. I slowly got out of the bed and got ready and then I hurriedly trudged downstairs to have breakfast. I was nervous again, I'm always when it comes to Colton. I grabbed a granola bar and a milk package and headed to my car, thanks god my parents weren't home and Harry was still sleeping.
Otherwise, they would all ask me questions and I'm not in a mood for that.
The ride to his house it's always with me thinking what are we going to do? is he going to ask me for nasty favors? is he going to beat me up or...? I still feel bad about myself and of course I can't look at me the same way I used to but I haven't been too much with him lately.
I parked on the driveway and took a deep breath to calm myself. I headed to his front door and refraining from crying, I slowly touch on the doorbell making it ring. I could hear his footsteps getting closer and closer and when I stopped hearing them to hear my heart jumping, I knew he was going to open the door and that's when I finally managed to stop looking at the floor to meet his gaze. To see the cold Colton I know, but today he didn't seem like that. He looked vulnerable like he couldn't even hurt a fly. He looked heartbroken, not only because of his appearence but he surely was. And that was hard to believe.
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