High Walls// LS

Chapter 2- Harry

Chapter 2

"I've missed you," the boy on the other end of the line says with a breathy laugh.

I shake my head looking down at my lap. He didn't miss me, that's such bullshit. If he did, he would've called sooner, and without a reason.

I ignore his statement and respond, "My sister and mother told me you've been calling them."

He takes a second to answer; I guess he was expecting me to respond to his comment. I'm not going to give him the benefit of knowing I missed him.

Of course I did. I loved him, for so long. He was my best friend, my whole world. But he had ruined that.

"I knew you wouldn't answer if I called you, I was just trying to get in contact in the best way," he responds, "Niall and Liam told me you decided not to come back. Why the hell would you do that, mate?"

I let out a sarcastic laugh, "I don't know, Louis. Why the fuck would I do that? Maybe because I don't want to come back." My mom rubs my back and gives me a look telling me to calm down.

I nod in response to her, and try to steady my breathing before I get too upset. "Sorry, that was uncalled for. I'm just not interested right now," I elaborate in a much calmer voice.

Louis lets a heavy breath out, and I can almost picture him shaking his head at me. "Harry, let's put everything behind us, please. This won't be the same without you. We need you to come."

He pauses for a few seconds before continuing, "I need you there, Haz."

The first tear of the day slips down my cheek and I hold back a sob as I hear his words.

I need you.

"I don't need you anymore, though. I've moved on with my life," I lie.

I barely catch the gasps that comes across the line, and I hear someone else ask him what I am saying. "Who is that?"

"It's Lottie," Louis says. I hear him shuffling and he respond to her concerned voice, "I'm fine, we are just talking."

My heart breaks as I hear the pain behind his voice. I hurt him, I knew I would but I still said it. That's exactly why I can't go back. All we do is put each other through pain.

Louis clears his throat and begins to speak again, "Harry you might not need me anymore, that's okay. I can live with that, and I will respect your boundaries. Please give it a chance, though. We are meeting tomorrow at noon at Delilah's, the bar on South St. in Holmes Chapel, just please come."

Why are they coming here, to my hometown, where they know I am?

"All of the boys are here already?" I ask.

"Yes, we are here and so is some of management. We are staying at one of the inn's downtown. So, please tell me I will see you tomorrow?" he continues.

I take a long pause, thinking my options through in my head. I miss him. If I go, that doesn't mean I'm committing to a tour. It would be a way for me to see the boys in person again, with my own eyes. I also think about the fact that they have all traveled here to meet with me, because they know it's probably the only way I would agree. I guess their plan worked after all.

"I'll come, but I'm not promising you anything."

I hear him sigh with relief and he quietly says, "Thank you, Harry"

"Goodbye" I respond, quickly hanging up.

I look to my mom, and she pulls me in her arms before the first sob can even escape my mouth.