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

57

I stare at the pale wood of the door in shock.

Did Drew really just...?

The door swings open again to reveal Audrey. I should be excited to see her after months but I can't get over the fact that Drew just slammed the door on my face.

Me! His adorable little Ellie! The girl he treated like a sister!

"Hi guys, sorry about Drew. Come in!" She gestures us in, stepping aside. I stand frozen until Harry grabs my arm and pulls me inside. The blond gives me a wary look before gazing at Harry, who can only shrug in response. "It's so nice to see you!"

Drew scoffs somewhere in the corner.

Harry pulls me down onto the couch, looking completely at ease. Has he been here recently? I should be as carefree as him! After all, this once used to be my house. 

"Let me bring some coffee," Drew says before disappearing into the kitchen, no doubt to get away from me.

Oh my god, he hates me.

I turn to Audrey and hiss, "You didn't tell him I was coming?!"

Her response is to sheepishly smile. Before I can blow up on her, I take a deep breath and sigh. There's no use in getting mad now. The damage is done.

I take a moment to allow my eyes to wander around the living room. The once comfy couch we had has been replaced by a much stiffer sectional. The photos that once lingered on the walls are now framed pieces of artwork. In fact, no sense of personality is left in this place. It doesn't seem lived in at all.

As if reading my thoughts, Audrey explains. "We rent out the place to others."

My mouth forms an 'o' shape as I nod. That would explain how impersonal the place is. It makes sense, too. With Audrey and Drew in New York, this place would be sitting empty. At least they can make some money like this.

Drew comes back with four mugs of coffee on a tray. Surprisingly, he hands me one. I take it slowly, just in case he pulls back. He doesn't though.

He may hate me right now but at least he's polite.

"So, how was your guys' Thanksgiving?" Audrey asks when Drew sits down next to her.

A smile adorns my face as I recall that night. "My mom found her soulmate!"

"Really?"

I vigorously nod. "Yeah! His name's Dawson and he's an office bot by day, biker by night."

Audrey softens as she reaches out to put a hand on top of mine. "How are you?"

Ugh. I love her. She's always thinking about me, even when I'm not. How could I have left her all those years ago?

"Good," I say truthfully. "I was suspicious at first, but she really, really likes him. Plus, he's perfect!"

Harry clears his throat in protest. We ignore him.

"That's good! I'm glad your mom found him, even if it's a little delayed," Aud says. I nod in agreement. If only she had met him before my dad. Things would've been so different. "So I take it she knows about Harry as well?"

I nod again, bringing the mug to my lips. I take a sip, gag, and spit the liquid back into the cup. "Ew ew ew! Drew, what the hell did you do to my coffee?"

The guilty party manages to innocently smile. "What do you mean?"

"This tastes off."

"Oops. Must've mixed the sugar and salt."