bridges [h.s.]

𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕖

'Cause I'm scared of all that I don't know
'Cause I want it all, but all of it ain't gold
And I'm scared, but I know it's not for long
'Cause I'm learning what I should've long before

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"So, this is your place?" Harry wonders as we walk into the building.

It's define not the safest building, but it was the most affordable. The walls are covered with mold and dirt. Cracks dance across the building, bugs crawls in and out of them.

"Yeah, the actual apartments are nicer," I try to convince him. He just nods, not believing a word I said.

We enter the flickering elevator and I press the button for the second floor. The sounds the elevator creates is enough to concern Harry. His eyes are wide as we head up to my floor.

A slight ding lets us know we arrived to our destination, Harry is quick to exit making me chuckle as I exit at a normal pace.

"What are you laughing at?" Harry scowls.

"Nothing," I smile, holding in more of my laughter.

We walk over to my door before I pause.

"What?" Harry asks me.

"I don't have my key," I whisper. Harry rolls his eyes.

"Then let's do what the rest of the world does when they don't have keys," Harry states with sarcasm, he begins to knock on the door.

With that action, my stomach drops to the floor. I know Heather is going to be mad at me, I would be too. I left her almost a month ago, without a word. Sure, it was against my will, but I've convinced her I'm with some guy. Now I'm bringing said guy to meet her? She's going to kill us both. All those kickboxing classes she was taking are going to come in handy today, I just know it.

"What if she's not home?"  Harry breaks me out of my thoughts.

I shrug. I have no clue, if she's not here right now, is Harry going to let me try again? Probably not.

A small, "Coming!", is heard from the other side of the door.

I immediately recognize Heather's voice. Tears well up in my eyes at the sound of her, I didn't realize how much I missed until right now.

The door swings open startling the both of us, and there she is. Her smile slowly fades as she realizes who I am.

"Bella?" She whispers. Tears well up in eyes just as quickly as mine did.

She quickly grabs me and pulls me into a hug and I gladly reciprocate the actions.

We both are holding onto each other so tightly, before I feel her grip in me start to loosen. Almost as quick as we started to hug, I'm being smacked multiple times all over my body.

"Ow! Stop!" I plead with her.

"Where the fuck have you been?" She demands. Her eyes are focused on me, but they slowly drift towards the person standing behind me.

My eyes follow in pursuit, and I look at Harry. He looks calm and collected. Harry looks straight back at Heather before approaching.

"Hi, I'm Harry, I believe we've met before," He holds his hand out for her to take.

She's frozen by his presence, she takes his hand and they shake.

"You're the club owner?" She finally asks.

Harry nods, "Sorry I took your sister, but she is just amazing, I just had to keep her around!" He looks over to me.

He's really good at pretending, his eyes are filled with adoration, even I almost believe him.