Red String [h.s] (Completed)

Chapter 9

"All I know since yesterday
Is everything has changed
And all my walls stood tall, painted blue
And I'll take them down, take them down
And open up the door for you
And all I feel in my stomach is butterflies
The beautiful kind, making up for lost time
Taking flight, making me feel right"

Derek left for work that afternoon and Amy went into her home studio. Her favorite painting was still sitting on the easel where it had been when Harry saw it the other night. She looked through the others and lined them up against the wall. The gallery had told her that she would be able to include ten pieces. She thinks she'll choose six paintings and four photographs.

She hears her phone making noise in the other room so she leaves the paintings to go check it. It's a new email.

Dear Amy,

How is everything going? It feels like it's been ages even though it hasn't been. It was nice hearing your voice today. You sounded different though. Is everything okay?

Please do yourself, and me, a favor and just delete all the other messages and emails before this one. I get really pathetic when I'm worried.

My show starts soon. After tonight, I have day off tomorrow before we head to San Jose. I play two shows in Los Angeles to close out the tour. Please come.

Harry

She doesn't wait to reply. She has worried him enough in the past 24 hours.

Dear Harry,

It was nice hearing your voice today too. I probably sounded off because I didn't sleep well the night before.

Right now I'm trying to decide which of my paintings and photographs to include at my show. I can't decide.

I have not looked yet at any previous emails or messages. I will take your suggestion under advisement.

I'm happy for you that you will be getting a break soon. I think you need and deserve it.

Amy

She hits send and puts her phone down in the studio. She goes back to looking at the paintings. When Amy can't decide on the paintings she takes out her laptop and starts looking through a gallery of edited images. She narrows it down by earmarking a few in a folder. Amy's phone makes a sound she's never heard. She picks it up and realizes it's an Instagram video call. She didn't even know you could do this. It's Harry, of course.

Amy answers.

"Hey."

"Amy!"

Amy thought about how Harry always has so much energy. Was he always like this or did he have restful moments? Was the enthusiasm just a mask too?