A Dream

17

I got to school by bike and walked to my classroom. I felt people's stares burning through my skin and down to my pure gut. I felt sick. I didn't know if I was imagining things or if everyone in my school suddenly started to read Harry Styles News. In front of my classroom a friend who is really into 1d waited for me. He nearly ran me over as I was just trying to hug him. "You met Harry Styles and don't even bother to tell me?!" He was being fake furious. As much is I had liked to joke around with him, i was just too concerned about everything going on. I just held my head and shrugged my shoulders. "Are you ok?" He asked. I tried to hold back tears. Not only did Harry think I had acted as recklessly as telling someone but also had most people expected me to do so as an act of friendship. My phone buzzed in my pocket. I looked at it. It was from Harry: 'This is management. As long as the investigation concerning this situation is going on our client would prefer not to hear from you. Please respect their wishes. We are not trying to hurt anyone, we are currently just sorting things out.' The first tear was hot as it started its way down my face. My friend looked at my phone and understood. He hugged me and comforted me until I was ready to enter the classroom. Luckily my class didn't seem to know anything. At least I didn't notice anyone acting differently around me. I didn't know what would happen to me and Harry. I didn't know if anything would happen at all. Maybe that's just it.