In-between

Chapter 10

Today I decided to call Naomi and make plans with her since I haven’t seen her after I left for Hawaii.
She agreed to meet me at the coffee house we usually go to when we were still going to campus. It is our safe haven and sometimes Harry and his friends hang out with us because apparently Naomi is looking forward to sleeping with him. That or she really likes him.
Naomi is my roommate at the dorms and she’s also my best friend.
Even though our sense of fashion, taste in boys, outlook in life, and generally everything differs, we still managed to stay friends.
She has black hair and the most captivating green eyes, she has the face of a Greek goddess and no one fails to mention that. Her lips are so full and pink it screams pleasure. She’s like the guy magnet, so with a face like that you would imagine a body that’s so alluring it calls you in and if you’re not sleeping with her, you’re friends with her but life is not so fair sometimes. She had an eating disorder when she was 14 so she’s still working to get in shape; she’s extremely thin but beautiful nonetheless.
Another thing you should know about her is, she is a player, not just a simple one night stand now and then but full on player different guy every day.
The worst part of her being a player is not the probability of catching STD somewhere but she has a boyfriend back in England who calls every night to make sure she’s okay and I feel for him deeply. He has no idea she sleeps around and she has yet to tell him.
She majors in music and dancing so you can pretty much imagine the kind of girl she is. A party animal at best.
Her older brother is so protective of her; he usually comes to town once in two weeks and checks up on her. She had told me once that he had told her he had a crush on me so he stopped visiting and asked her to come instead for the mere reason not to see me because he knows it’s not going to happen.
I didn’t believe her so she went to the extent of calling him and made him confess his feelings for me. She swears he hasn’t called her for months after that.
She hates going back home for the holidays, for one there is Connor, her boyfriend and her mother, she has amnesia and Naomi hates the fact that her mum doesn’t even know her let alone miss her after she has been gone for months. It makes her feel so sad so she has stopped visiting.
I went down and as usual my mum and Bruce were sitting at the kitchen isle having breakfast in silence.
It wasn’t usually this quiet in the morning and it feels weird when I don’t hear my mum yet again scolding my brother. I stand at the doorway watching them as Bruce plays with his cereal and my mum stares into space her mug of coffee in her hands.
“Hey guys.” I decided to greet them as I made my way through the door and into my usual seat.
“Oh baby, you’re awake.” My mum seems to snap out of her trance and I gaze at her suspiciously.
“Everything okay?”
“Yeah, why?” she places the cup of steaming cup of coffee and hisses when she felt the burn that has left a red stain on her palm.
“You guys seem off, Bruce are you okay? You like these cereals!” I gasp as he pushes the bowl to the side and looks up at me.
“Harry left last night.” he simply tells me and my eyes widen at the statement.
If Harry’s departure is making them sulk then I would have to leave right now.
“Are you guys sad because he left? Did you expect him to stay the night as well?” I sarcastically spat as I grabbed milk from the fridge.
My mum passes me my coffee and I take a sip thankfully.
“That’s why he’s upset. I just saw these pretty orchids in the trash last night when I was coming home and it upsets me why anyone would ever want to destroy this nice pairs.” she pouts and I can’t help but roll my eyes when I saw the same flowers Harry has bought last night in her favorite vase on top of the chimney in the living room.
“That’s why you were out of it that you didn’t even notice you were burning your hand? And you brought them back?” I frown as I saw Bruce slumped over his seat.
“I wasn’t finished, then I found this note on the flowers that was signed from Harry, Why was the flower he got me thrown in the trash, and why didn’t you tell me he had came here last night? so I called him and he told me he had to leave because he had a date with someone, he would come tonight though and he threw the flowers because he didn’t want me to know he came and left without saying hi to me.” she finished explaining and my jaw was practically on the floor.
First of all what a lame excuse but I’m kind of glad he lied because the truth seems stupid as well.
It’s not possible to love someone as both Bruce and mum love this guy and it makes it even more ridiculous because he is just a want to be.
“Mum, you called him? And you asked him to come tonight?”
“Is that a problem?” by now Bruce was bouncing on his seat when he realized Harry would be coming again.
I just shook my head and left the room to get ready for my date with Naomi, it’s not for another 2 hours but I can’t stay under the same roof with this love stricken people to a certain someone.
I draw a thin line on my grey blue eyes and applied a red lipstick to my lips, my eyes; they’re a rare color and the few people I know never cease to tell me how lucky I am to have a beautiful hypnotizing eyes, it’s grey and has a speck of light blue in the middle and the edge of the pupil.
I brush my long brown hair and put on mascara on my already long uplifted lash. After I grabbed my jacket and my keys I made my way down the stairs and called my mum and informed her that I was leaving.
“Where are you going?” She asks as her hands support her on the banister.
“I’m going to meet Naomi, don’t wait up for lunch.” I inform her as I looked out the window and saw the clouds that have started to form.
“You’re going to be here when Harry gets here though right? After all he’s your friend.” she remarks and I heard the excitement in her voice when she mentioned his name.
I groaned, “He’s not my friend, why is everyone assuming he’s my friend, he’s just a guy who happens to be wherever I am.” I snap.
I’ve finally had enough of this shit. I don’t appreciate everyone just assuming he’s my friend, I can’t stand him and I would like everyone to know that. Including him.
But I’m sure after last night; He pretty much gets the point.
“What are you talking about?” she sounded truly confused.
“I don’t like him, I mean I like him but he’s just so annoying, he’s everywhere, I just need space from him, A Harry free zone” I shrug and look outside again.
It looked like it was going to rain, and if I don’t leave now, I might as well just stay in because I hate driving in the rain.
“How is he everywhere? I don’t see him anymore like before, he’s getting dates now and then, and I know something is bothering you that you have yet to tell me and you’re taking out your frustration on him. Poor kid likes you and you take advantage of it,” she sighs as she stepped the last stair and stood in front of me.
“Sweetie, you might not see it now, but he cares for you like no other. Don’t push him away.”
***
After what my mum told me, my mind can’t stop but think about it. Does he really care for me as he claims he does? Does everyone see it? Am I making the right choice by pushing him and sticking with Dylan like glue?
Dylan! I’ve stopped pondering about him for a while but the question still floats in my head. Why hasn’t he called yet? Isn’t it something you do for someone you like? He should’ve been here by now, someone is already here. My conscious yells at me and I frown, is harry really that sweet that he stopped whatever he was doing at Hawaii to be here for me? And am I pushing him away?
I can’t concentrate on that while my heart is still in Hawaii. My heart just tells me to swallow my pride and go see him there and my mind screams I’m plain stupid and I’m torn between those two.
Going back is pretty much signing for humiliation and I’m practically begging him to walk all over me, and staying here is a slow death, my heart is aching for him and I wish I could just drop everything and crawl back to him but it’s not that easy, it takes a lot of courage to give yourself away like that, to be that vulnerable.
My mind has already registered the fact that Dylan has no feelings for me whatsoever and He absolutely doesn’t care about me but my feelings for him has roots, deep deep into the ground and I can’t just hate him.
I feel obligated to appreciate Harry like everyone does but I just don’t see it. I don’t feel that bond between us and I don’t think I will ever unless I get over Dylan and we all know that’s not going to happen.
Those 2 pretend to be friends but I know they don’t like each other and the only reason they even hang out together is because they share Emma or used to, at this point I don’t know if they’re still dating or not.
I groan when I realized I can’t seem to let go the mere idea of Dylan and my mum’s theory of Harry. They invaded my mind for the rest of the ride and pretty much the whole day.
“Heyy, girl! You look absolutely stunning.” Naomi gushed as she saw me approaching her and I can’t seem to stop the stupid grin plastered on my face.
“Gosh, I missed you so much!” I exclaimed and threw myself into her open arms.
“I missed you too, sit down and tell me everything that happened in Hawaii.” she ordered excitedly and I did what she said after breaking our hug.
“Before I jump into my not-so-interesting soap opera life, tell me what’s been going on with you?” I offer and she rolled her eyes.
“You know, same old same old, I didn’t go home but Connor decided to surprise me by showing up and Matt just happened to be there butt naked and sauntering around. It was so scary, they got into a fight and Connor was pretty hurt, he left before I could get a word out and haven’t heard from him since. I just want to tell him this has been going on for so long and he didn’t catch me red handed. I also want to apologize for asking him to come and forget about it. I just realized these past few weeks that I’m a bad person.” she rambles and my eyes were wide they could’ve fallen out of their sockets, roll around on the table and still stare at her. She has some nerves.
“You don’t say.” I decided to answer sarcastically which earned me a glare.
“Same old? Forget about my soap opera which completely losses its title after that.” I simply remark and she rolled her eyes again.
“This happens every time, if it’s not Connor and Matt it’s someone else, they all seem to think that I would change for them.” she shrugs and I let out a loud laugh.
“My story has been revolving over someone who has a very big spot in my heart.” I decided to start with this and she situated herself into a more comfortable situation.
“He has been driving me crazy, I don’t know if he’s playing hard to get or if he’s simply not into me like I thought he is. He’s always with someone and when he finally acknowledges me it’s either for insulting me or just hangs out like friends. I really like him but he doesn’t see it.” I groan at the memories of the embarrassing night came floating back and I had to hold the edge of my seat real tight so I don’t scream.
“It’s Harry, he probably doesn’t think you have feelings for him he never “plays” hard to get, he is hard to get.” she comments and I frown.
“I’m going to burst into flames one of these days.”
“Because… you’re Johnny from fantastic four?” her perplexed face stares back at me and I gave her the most ridiculous stare.
“NO, because everyone just assumes Harry is either with me, for me or something else. He is not the guy I was talking about.”
“He’s not? Then who is?” her face still holds that confused look and I groan.
“No he’s not Naomi, I can’t stand that guy and yet everyone claims they see something; it’s stupid.” I huff.
“Relax, I didn’t know. So who is he?” she begs as she grasped my hand that was stranded on the table.
“It’s Dylan.” I sigh and I swear I saw the disgust slip into Naomi’s face, her smile completely disappearing and her hand going mush in mine.
“I’ve always had a strong dislike towards that guy but tell me more and what you see in him.”
“What I see in him? Why is everyone saying that? He is cute.” I demand and she grimaced.
“What’s beauty without personality?”
“You’re one to talk, you are the most horrible person I know, playing with people’s feelings like that.” it was my turn to grimace.
She was silent for a few minutes, “That is a completely different subject and we’ll argue about that some other time but you’re not actually going to stick to Dylan are you? We both know that kid lacks personality and without those looks he is pretty much a tool.” she shakes her head.
I knew she didn’t like him, if it wasn’t for my major crush, I would’ve hated him too.
“No, he can be hard to handle sometimes but I love him and I can’t seem to forget about him,”
“Honey, walk me through it, what exactly happened in Hawaii?”
So I told her, from the moment we left until my departure.
“He actually followed you? He is so sweet, if he just allows me I would lick him all over and then I’ll dump a whole jar of Nutella and…”
“You’re getting carried away again.” I remind her and she flashes me an embarrassed smile.
“I can’t help it, the guy is a walking sex machine, no wonder he’s a player.” she bites her lip dreamily.
“I’m surprised how you 2 haven’t still slept together; you both don’t stop talking about what you would do if you get the chance.” I smile at her.
“I’m just waiting for the right moment, I don’t know about him, I would like to flatter myself and would imagine he has the same reasons as Me.” she assures herself.
“I don’t know what I’m going to do about Dylan. I can’t just forget about him.” I sigh and my best friend pouts for me.
“Fuck guys, we are going to go out tonight, we’ll celebrate our single lives enjoying a quick fuck whenever and just be free.” she claps her hand excitedly.
“That’s you babe, I’m just going back home for dinner. I promised mum I’ll be back;' besides she has invited Harry… You should come, it’s been a long time since you did and he’s going to be there…it would be fun.” I offer.
“Unless you want me to jump Harry in front of your mum, I’m going to pass.” She refused and I groan.
“That’s not going to happen, come on, my mum would like it.” I plead and she pouts I know she’s going to agree after this.
“Are you sure it’s not a family thing?”
“Positive. Harry’s also invited remember?” I lean up and place my cup on the table.
“Okay fine, but if we want to make it there for dinner, we should just get going.” she offers and I nod grabbing my jacket and placed a 20.