Black & White (Colorful Sequel | H.S)|✔️

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I need to get to the bottom of this, and there's only one person I know who's been in a similar situation: Zayn.

But it's also a problem for later. I have to put all my focus into school this week and worry about it during the weekend. Don't you wish education could just be put on pause for a second?

I call Niall the next day instead of that night. I tell him that I was exhausted and passed out, but in reality, I was too anxious. We didn't even talk for long but it was nice to hear his voice, even if we made the most awkward small talk.

How did Harry manage to pop back into my life without even trying? He probably doesn't even know he's fucking doing it, which is more infuriating.

And of course, it's at a time where I'm finally moving on.

Thursday night rolls around and Sonia and I head down to the dining hall. I want to tell her about these hallucinations I've been having, but she'll twist it into a weird sign. I'd rather not tell Macy because she's strictly on team Laine and I know she'll brush them off.

I realize this is something only Audrey would understand.

We force the dry chicken down and spoil ourselves with ice cream for dessert. When we're done, I split, telling her I'm meeting up with someone. She goes back to the room and I make my way to a random area on campus.

I find a bench amongst a grassy area and take a seat. I dial Audrey's number and wait for her to pick up.

"If you're still mad I'm gonna hang up," is the first thing she says when she picks up.

"No, I'm not, but I have a problem," I huff.

I can imagine her sitting up and giving me her undivided attention. "What's up?"

"Okay, this is weird, but I keep getting these vivid hallucinations of him."

"Who?" She pauses and thinks it over. "Oh! Harry, duh. Oh wow... what kind?"

"Well, I was Laine and when he kissed me, I felt like it was Harry. I even heard his voice. And then..." I trail off, not telling her about the shower scene. That would be a little TMI.

"Then what?"

"Then it disappeared when I opened my eyes. It was so weird, dude."

"Hm, ironic how it's only happening when you have another man in your life. Damn that prick acts possessive even when he's not there."

I can't help but giggle. Her logic, although it doesn't make sense, really describes Harry's essence.

"That's funny," I laugh, with her joining in. "But I'm worried. What if never stops?"

"Babe, I wish I could tell you that it does, but I have no idea. I don't have experience in the field."

"I know," I sigh. Of course, she wouldn't have the answers. How could she?

As the week goes on, all hallucinations are gone. They magically disappear. Coincidentally, I don't see Laine throughout this whole time. He skipped Chem for whatever reason.

Friday night appears way too quickly, not that I'm complaining. Weekends are always welcome after a week of school.

"I was thinking about going home this weekend," I say nonchalantly. I'm in my room, lying on my bed and staring at the ceiling. One hand occupies a stress ball that I've been tossing up and down as a distraction.