I see what you see {h.s}

T h r e e

Flashback

13 years old

Harry

"Do I really have to? Can't I just miss another day?" I ask not wanting to go to a new school. We've been moving a lot more than usual lately and I don't understand why they just don't home school us already.

"No Harold i'm sorry." My mum sighs. I roll my eyes and grab my lunch.

"Fine." I grumble and make my way to the bus stop. I take a seat in the back not wanting to be bothered. I prefered being alone rather than having friends. It made it much less harder to leave a school. All except one person.

"You shouldn't be so hard on her you know." Riley says sighing. She's disappointed I can feel it. I roll my eyes and don't bother arguing knowing she'd win.

"I know." I whisper and stare out the window. She stays quiet after that because she knows I don't feel like talking about it. The bus stops one last time and before I know it we're infront of the school.

"Just remember i'll be with you every step of the way." Riley incourages. I force a smile and nod walking through the school doors.

This should be fun.

I was told to go to the main office to get my schedule so that's what I did. The lady in the front smiled and handed me a paper. I thanked her and made my way down the hall.

"Oh! What are your classes?" Riley asks. She always does this. She thinks that at least one of us should feel excited. I look down at the paper for her to see. I feel her smile.

"I have earth science too!" She cheers. I chuckle and shake my head.

"Well we are in the same grade." I point out.

"But we live on opposite sides of the world! Its weird okay." She giggles.

"Where are you at anyway?" I ask nearing my first period. I'm glad the halls are empty seeing as they'd think I was a freak if they saw me talking to myself.

"Home." She says smiling. I frown.

"No school huh?" I ask.

"Nope. Too much snow." She says looking out the window. It was so nice in New York.

"I know." She laughs and goes back to watching tv. I focus on the classroom door and sigh.

"Goodluck!" She yells. I let out a short breath before opening the door.

I walk in and feel everyone stare making me feel extremely uncomfortable. I gulp and turn toward the teacher.

"Oh I uh- i'm new." I stammer handing her the paper. I feel Riley roll her eyes and chuckle. I ignore her and go to the back and take a seat. At least I got that out of the way.

As soon as the lunch bell rings I practically run out of the class. I make my way to one of the benches and take my lunch out. Before I even have the chance to open it, the bag is being ripped out of my hands.

"Well, what do we have here?" A slightly large boy with blonde hair snickers. I frown and reach for my bag. He lifts it up higher and tosses it to one of his friends.

"Aw look, his mummy made him a sandwhich!" Another boy teases.

"Give it back!" I yell getting angry. I can feel Riley watching but I ignore it.

"Or what?" The blonde challenges. I lift my fist but something stops me.

"Harry don't." Riley whispers. I ignore her plea and punch the kid square in the face. The next thing I know I'm being held down by two of the other boys.

"Hold him down!" The blonde yells as he begins to punch me.

Riley

"Agh!" I yell dropping to the floor. The boys continue to hold Harry down as the other one throws the punches.

"Stop!" I yell. I can feel myself wanting to cry and I know that Harry does too. I scream one last time before the teachers stop the fight and my mom rushes in.

"Sweetheart what's wrong?" She asks kneeling in front of me. I look away and finally let the tears fall. What am I supposed to tell her? She begins to lift my shirt and sees the bruises before I can stop her.

"Riley oh my-"

"Mom its okay. I fell down the stairs." I stammer and slowly get up.

"Okay, lets get you to the hospital." She says helping me walk toward the front door. I force a smile and nod. I'd rather her think I was a clumsy mess than a freak who could see and feel what someone else did.

The ride to the hospital consists of a lot of groaning and having my mom keep asking if I was okay. Truth is, I didn't care. I just wanted to know if Harry was okay.

"She has minor bruising around the stomach area but her bones are fine." The doctor smiles. Mom and I both sigh in relief.

"I'll be back in a few minutes with the pain medication." He says before walking out.

"I'm going to use the bathroom, will you be okay?" My mom asks. I smile and nod. I was hurt but not in crutches, of course i'd be okay.

"Thank god you're okay." Harry says making me jump.

"Sorry." He chuckles. I shake my head and smile. "And you? Are you okay?" I ask worried. He laughs but doesn't reply.

"What's so funny?" I frown.

"It's my fault we're in this mess and you're asking if i'm okay?" He smirks. I shrug and look around to make sure no one can hear.

"Yeah, and don't blame yourself. You had every right to fight back." I say playing with my hands.

"I was only thinking of myself Ri, I forgot about you and look at where we are." He says frowning.

"Harry?"

"Yeah?"

"Are we alive?"

"Yes..."

"Then stop beating yourself up okay?" I say jumping off the hospital bed.

"You're right. I'm sorry." He sighs.

"And stop apologizing, you did nothing wrong." I say sternly.

"Right sorr- I mean yeah okay." He laughs. I wasn't at all angry with Harry. If anything, I was angry at the boys who bullied him in the first place.

"Ready to go?" My mom asks walking into the room to grab her bag. I smile and nod.

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I'm sorry if this is still confusing but this is only the beginning. I have a lot planned for this story and hopefully everything will make sense later.