God I almost had a heart attack!
Here you go, darling;)
"I gotta go. Harry’s home." You hung up the phone when you heard a clicking sound of the keys opening the front door of your and Harry’s shared apartment but it was followed by a harsh slamming of it. You and harry have know each other for like forever, so you were best friends and decided to share an apartment even if Harry wasn’t always there because of the tours and concerts.
“Hi.” You smiled from the couch as he walked through the living room ignoring you completely and went straight to his bedroom, slamming the door. You noticed his angry expression across his face so you got up from the white couch and went to see what happened.
“Hey Hazz. What happened?”You sat on one side of Harry’s soft bed as he was laying face down deep in the white puffy pillow.
“Nothing.” He mumbled.
“C’mon I see something’s wrong.” You said but he didn’t reply, breathing heavily into the pillow.
“Harrry.” You stretched the word trying to make him face you but still nothing, so you quietly moved closer to him and started tickling his ribs. The reaction wasn’t the one you expected.
“Can you just leave? I don’t wanna talk. Just go away.” He yelled angrily, a vein stood out of his neck before his head fell harshly against the pillow. You took aback at first, you’ve never seen him that aggressive and angry before so you quietly got up from the bed leaving him alone and walked out of the room so he could calm down. It must be happened something really bad if that was his reaction.
For the rest of the evening Harry hadn’t came out of his room and you didn’t dare to go and see how he was. You weren’t mad at him at all but you preferred to give him space and let him reason whatever was the problem. He didn’t even come out for dinner so this time you decided you would check on him. As you carefully opened the door just enough to poke your head into the room, you saw Harry still laying in the bed peacefully asleep. You observed him for few minutes, noticing his puffy eyes probably because of crying, he looked so tired but at the same time like a little kitten. That made appear a small smile across your face. You took Harry’s shoes off and covered him with a blanket, leaving him sleep and went yourself to your bedroom.
You laid in bed for several minutes, but just couldn’t get any sleep so you took your laptop to work a bit. Suddenly the creaking of your bedroom door made you draw your attention on it, away from the bright laptop’s screen. You squeezed your eyes to see better the tall figure in the dark of the room.
“Hey, are you awake?” Harry’s deep husky voice spoke thought the room.
“I thought you were sleeping.” You said putting aside the laptop on the drawer and switched the small lamp on.
“I had a nightmare.” He replied still standing in front of your bed next to the wooden door.
“Can I..” He pointed at the empty side of your king size bed.You nodded in reply and he quickly slid under the warm sheets. You looked at him but he was just laying silent.
“I’m sorry for yelling at you.” He finally broke the silence, looking at you with sadness.
“It’s okay.” You gave him a small reassuring smile.
“So you’re not mad at me?” His beautiful sad eyes looked at you hopeful.
“No. Not at all.”
“It’s just.. As much as I try not to let those cruel comments close to my heart, every time I fail. People never notice how much their comments hurt, how much pain cause, your sadness but they always notice your mistakes and imperfections.” As the words stopped, a tears fell down his cheek leaving a shiny mark across but he instantly wiped it away.
“Hey come here.” You motioned him to lay on top of you so he rested his head on your chest, his sobs vibrating through it, while you stroked his soft chocolate curls.
“Please don’t start with those stupid quotes because they don’t help.”
“I won’t. I’m just gonna be there for you whenever you need no matter what. That’s it.” You noticed a weak smile cross Harry’s face.
“Thank you. You’re the best friend ever.” He whispered quietly as you kept stroking his curls until you noticed he was completely relaxed, his breath and heartbeat normalized, he was asleep.
“Yeah. Friend.. Best friend.” You sighed heavily knowing that you loved him more than a friend and you’d do anything for him but evidently it wasn’t the same for him. Probably he’s not your destiny and as much as you wanted you couldn’t change that. Well the happy ending is not for everyone.
Hope you like it;) xoxo
Yes. Yes, I do. I’m just a bit busy in these days.