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Harry's POV.
'' Lee,'' I hear Grace complain. She's getting tired and I can almost picture her rolling her pretty blue eyes in annoyance. '' You know you're a complete jackass if you're doing this on propose? Just answer my question, I-''
'' He did like it,'' I say and I can't help but smile as I hear a little curse escape her lips, then silence.
I just stay there, hearing her breathing against the phone and smirk like an idiot. I sit myself on the edge of the bed and wait for her to hang up. I'm surprise when she doesn't, I thought she didn't want to even hear my name. Apparently the rules are valid only when we're not around each other.
'' Ha-'' she clears her throat and tries again, this time her voice doesn't tremble '' Harry?'' She murmurs. Knowing Grace, she's probably biting down at her nails in attempt to keep calm and not freak out.
'' Mmh..?'' I mumble and stare around the room not focusing on anything else in particular besides her heavy breath.
'' Is this you?'' She sounds like a five year old afraid of opening the closet at night since her mother told her there's a monster inside of it. Grace is just like this, no matter how much time will pass, she will always be afraid of me because I can make her feel the way no one can.
'' I don't know. You tell me,'' I sweetly answer back and I swear I catch her laugh but soon after, Grace shuts up and I nervously fist the phone, looking up at the clock on the wall.
Almost midnight, signal that my birthday has come to an end. Still that sick, hopeless romantic inside of me, that boy who have been fooled around his whole life, seems like he can't never have enough of heartbreaking. So I let him pray; I let him pass an hand through his hair and make it fall right at the center of his chest, squeezing the bird necklace Grace gave me. I close my eyes and wish my Birthday Present as loud as my thoughts can do.
Say it Grace. Wish me Happy Birthday. Say it because I know you still love me, despite the bad things I've done to you. I know you're remembering each and every one of them now however do it Grace, for me. I can't stand the idea that you will not care anymore. Don't let me down. I know I have no right but if you do it, I won't recover.
'' I...This is just too much for me, I... I wasn't prepared. I'm sorry Harry,'' she excuses herself and before I can even open my mouth to make her change her mind, the line goes dead leaving me alone in the room.
I stare at the dark screen of Lee's phone and pass my thumb on it hoping that this caresses will get to her. She was barely holding on and hearing my voice crashed her down like an house of cards blew by the wind. I can't blame her and I'm not even mad to be honest, it just hurts so much thinking that what I've done can't be overcome by anything; not even the thought of my birthday can calm her warrior spirit and make her bent down for me. I guess I should be proud since that's what I wanted.
