I walk into the big building my mom work at and headed straight for the elevator. Elevators terrified me but my mom office was at the top of the 30 story high building and I was also crutches. I'm not here to tell you the story about how I ended up in crutches because it's a complete different part of my life. No I'm here to tell you how I met Louis Tomlinson. So as I was saying, I had just stepped into the empty elevator and pressed on the button to close the doors, but as they were shutting I could see someone running towards the elevator. Right before the door shuts he puts his hand betwen them and they open.
"Ouf!" He says catching his breath. "I taught I was going to miss the elevator."
"It's not as if the elevator passes every hour." I say in a snobby, mean way.
"Well I'm already late for a meating with Simon Cowell. And well if you're here you probably know what he's like."
"Simon is my uncle." I reply looking at him with a death stare.
"Oh I'm sorry...?" He says asking for my name.
"Malin." I snap.
"I'm sorry Malin. I did not mean to offend you in any way. I was just stating that Simon can sometimes be..." He starts.
"No you're clearly saying that he's an ass. Well you kno what? You're one too." I say while putting my earphones in and playing my music at the max. A few minutes go by when all of a sudden, the lights in the elevator start to flicker and the elevator stops as the emergency lights turn on.
"Are you fucking kidding me!" I shout. The boy looks over at me and decides to sit down in as corner as I start to pace around in my crutches.
"You should sit down." He says trying to sound nice but I could hear a sharp tone in his voice.
"First you insult my uncle, then you give me orders." I snap at him.
"No I'm telling you to sit because we could be here a while and you are in crutches. " he says in an annoyed tone. I roll my eyes and sit down at the other end of the elevator. I curl up into a sort of ball, since my other leg was in a cast, and I hold on tighly to my pants and rock back and fort. I see from the corner of my eye the boy looking over at me. He was slowly moving close up next to me.
"I'm Louis by the way." He says once seated next to me. I fake a smile and a faint glance at him. " are you okay?"
" I am completely terrified of elevators." I tell him not looking into his eyes and holding back a few tears.
"Can I ?" He ask gesturing to put his arm around me. And in the moment I decided to push my hatred aside and let him. He then slowly and hesitantly put his arm around me. We sat in that position for over two hours until the elevator started to work again. He had spoken to me the whole time to keep my mind of things and it really helped.
*ding*
We finally heard the doors opening and a bunch of people standing I'm front of it waiting for us. Louis bleeped me up and brought me to the medics waiting at the other side of the door. As the medics were checking up on me Louis walked over and sat down next to me.
"I'm sorry for what I said about your uncle... I didn't mean it. I was thinking of making it up to you by taking you out to diner sometime?"
"Yeah that would be great." I say smiling big.
"Brilliant! Here's my number. Call me or text me when you're free for that diner." He says before giving me a quick peck on the cheeck and walking away.
Wednesday, August 27, 2014
Tuesday, August 26, 2014
Niall Imagine (Alexis)
"Taxi! Taxi!" I start yelling as I look down the streets of busy New York. I was going to a friends wedding and was already running late. It had taken me ages to pick the perfect outfit but I finally chose one.
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After yelling 'taxi!' for what seemed to be like ages, one finally stops and pulls up right next to me. Just as I hop into the car looking down into my clutch and telling the driver where to go, i hear someone else shut the door and say directions to the driver also. My head shoots up like a cannonball.
-"Scuse me. But I was in this cab before you." I tell the man next to me.
-''Then how come I'm in this cab also." The young blonde man tells me.
-''Look I've got a wedding to attend, and I'm already quite late. Now be a gentleman and grab another taxi." I start raising my voice.
-"Look I wish I could but I can't. Now we are going in the same direction so does it really matter? The driver will drop you off first then me. okay?" The man answers with an unfamiliar accent.
-"Fine." I reply after pouting for a few seconds. The young man smiles and sits back. A few awkward minutes go by in total silence and even the driver felt unconfortable.
-"You look stunning, by the way." The young foreign man says.
-''Thank you.'' I reply hiding a blush. I finally get a good look at him and damn did he look good.
-"My name is Niall." He says to try and make things less awkward.
-"I'm Alexis."
-"So who's wedding are you attending."
-"This women I work with. I don't really like her, but she begged me to come so I finally said yes."
-"So I'm guessing you don't really care about arriving late." He says laughing a bit.
-''Let's just say I'm going to be very fashionably late!" I say with a wink and laugh.
-"I'm sure that when you're going to walk trough the doors everyone is going to look at you in awe."
-"Why do you say that?"
-"Because you are by far going to be the prettiest women in there and no one will be able to keep their eyes off you." Niall tell's me and this time I could not hide my blush.
-''Oh stop it." I say looking down and giving him a little hit on the torso.
-"Hey, I don't lie. I always say what I think even when I shouldn't."
-"It's okay, I guess a compliment from time to time can't hurt." I say winking. We keep talking for a long while until the taxi stops in front of the venue where I would get out. I start going through my purse looking for change to pay.
-"Hey." Niall says.
-"Yes?" I ask looking into his deep blue eyes.
-"Why don't you ditch this wedding and come to this nice restaurant I heard about with me?" He asks me and I look around confused and think about his proposal for a while.
-"You know what? That sounds 100 times better then going to this wedding." I tell him and he smiles. He looks over at the cab driver and tells him an adress and then looks back at me.
-"This is going to be one heck of an expensive cab ride." I say laughing and Niall joins in.
-"Yes maybe but it will all be worth it." He says laughing but also sounding serious. And he was right about that, because a few years later he would bring me back to that same restaurant and propose to me.
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After yelling 'taxi!' for what seemed to be like ages, one finally stops and pulls up right next to me. Just as I hop into the car looking down into my clutch and telling the driver where to go, i hear someone else shut the door and say directions to the driver also. My head shoots up like a cannonball.
-"Scuse me. But I was in this cab before you." I tell the man next to me.
-''Then how come I'm in this cab also." The young blonde man tells me.
-''Look I've got a wedding to attend, and I'm already quite late. Now be a gentleman and grab another taxi." I start raising my voice.
-"Look I wish I could but I can't. Now we are going in the same direction so does it really matter? The driver will drop you off first then me. okay?" The man answers with an unfamiliar accent.
-"Fine." I reply after pouting for a few seconds. The young man smiles and sits back. A few awkward minutes go by in total silence and even the driver felt unconfortable.
-"You look stunning, by the way." The young foreign man says.
-''Thank you.'' I reply hiding a blush. I finally get a good look at him and damn did he look good.
-"My name is Niall." He says to try and make things less awkward.
-"I'm Alexis."
-"So who's wedding are you attending."
-"This women I work with. I don't really like her, but she begged me to come so I finally said yes."
-"So I'm guessing you don't really care about arriving late." He says laughing a bit.
-''Let's just say I'm going to be very fashionably late!" I say with a wink and laugh.
-"I'm sure that when you're going to walk trough the doors everyone is going to look at you in awe."
-"Why do you say that?"
-"Because you are by far going to be the prettiest women in there and no one will be able to keep their eyes off you." Niall tell's me and this time I could not hide my blush.
-''Oh stop it." I say looking down and giving him a little hit on the torso.
-"Hey, I don't lie. I always say what I think even when I shouldn't."
-"It's okay, I guess a compliment from time to time can't hurt." I say winking. We keep talking for a long while until the taxi stops in front of the venue where I would get out. I start going through my purse looking for change to pay.
-"Hey." Niall says.
-"Yes?" I ask looking into his deep blue eyes.
-"Why don't you ditch this wedding and come to this nice restaurant I heard about with me?" He asks me and I look around confused and think about his proposal for a while.
-"You know what? That sounds 100 times better then going to this wedding." I tell him and he smiles. He looks over at the cab driver and tells him an adress and then looks back at me.
-"This is going to be one heck of an expensive cab ride." I say laughing and Niall joins in.
-"Yes maybe but it will all be worth it." He says laughing but also sounding serious. And he was right about that, because a few years later he would bring me back to that same restaurant and propose to me.
Wednesday, August 13, 2014
Alone (Part 10)
I wake up the next morning later then usual, my hair was a complete mess, my eyes were all tired, and I felt very dirty. So I got up and walked over to the bathroom where I had already set out and outfit to wear today. I plugged my phone into my speaker and started blasting some one direction as I stepped into my steaming hot shower. I started dancing and singing along the each song in the shower, until little things started playing. Just as the song started I turned around to face the shower door and slipped. I grabbed on to the railings as quickly as possible and somehow managed to catch myself back up, but as I look around to the failling I caught, I see my scars. It's true that part of me just wanted to do it one last time but the I heard the chorus of little things start playing and I feel my courage come back. I decide to finish up quickly and get out of my room so those ideas didn't come back again.
As I start to walk around the rehab center it all seemed calm and empty. Usually I'd be in one of those classes they offer here but my nurse said to no attend any so I walked around and sad in the garden outside with a book a had borrowed from a friend I had made here. It was quite peaceful and calm as I drifted off into the book. I must have spend over 1h reading it before someone I had never seen before came and knock on my shoulder.
"Erica?" The young man said. From the way he was dressed I could tell he was as nurse but he must of just joined the team because he was very unfamiliar.
"Yeah?" I reply closing my book, that I was already halfway done.
"Come with me." He says helping me get up. He was walking me towards this part of the center I had never seen before, I had seen people enter this part but never come back, so I was kind of scared.
"Sit here, someone will come see you soon." He says. " and good luck out there!" He adds before disappearing down the corridor. Good luck out there? I keep repeating that sentence over and over woundering what it meant, until I saw my doctor walk out a room and telling me to come in. As I start waking into the room I see my mom and dad, my nanny Elizabeth and my rehab nurse all siting around a big table waiting for me and the doctor.
"I beg you are woundering what's going on?" My doctor asks me.
"Yeah kind of...?" I reply looking around the room
"Me and your parents have been talking for the past hour and I have been telling them all the precautions to take for your return, such as your visits you will have to come do starting with 3 times a week and gradually going down. But we have mostly been discussion about you're state in rehab." She tells me.
"Did I do something wrong?" I ask terrified.
"For a while we were thinking about sending you back home with the conditions I just named, but last week you had a kind of down, so we decided to not send you back right away. But last night when Harry came to visit, I was watching from a far how it went and so was your nurse, and well we have concluded...-" The doctor says looking at her files then back at me. " we have concluded that you are ready to be sent back home with these following conditions." The doctor says and keeps going on with the list of conditions but I just zone her out. I was overjoyed to finally go back home! All I wanted to so was text Harry and tell him the good news! But at the same time I was scared about going back home and relapsing. I quickly shake those dark thoughts out of my head and continue listening to the doctor.
~sorry for the short part :$ will write more soon!~Xxx
As I start to walk around the rehab center it all seemed calm and empty. Usually I'd be in one of those classes they offer here but my nurse said to no attend any so I walked around and sad in the garden outside with a book a had borrowed from a friend I had made here. It was quite peaceful and calm as I drifted off into the book. I must have spend over 1h reading it before someone I had never seen before came and knock on my shoulder.
"Erica?" The young man said. From the way he was dressed I could tell he was as nurse but he must of just joined the team because he was very unfamiliar.
"Yeah?" I reply closing my book, that I was already halfway done.
"Come with me." He says helping me get up. He was walking me towards this part of the center I had never seen before, I had seen people enter this part but never come back, so I was kind of scared.
"Sit here, someone will come see you soon." He says. " and good luck out there!" He adds before disappearing down the corridor. Good luck out there? I keep repeating that sentence over and over woundering what it meant, until I saw my doctor walk out a room and telling me to come in. As I start waking into the room I see my mom and dad, my nanny Elizabeth and my rehab nurse all siting around a big table waiting for me and the doctor.
"I beg you are woundering what's going on?" My doctor asks me.
"Yeah kind of...?" I reply looking around the room
"Me and your parents have been talking for the past hour and I have been telling them all the precautions to take for your return, such as your visits you will have to come do starting with 3 times a week and gradually going down. But we have mostly been discussion about you're state in rehab." She tells me.
"Did I do something wrong?" I ask terrified.
"For a while we were thinking about sending you back home with the conditions I just named, but last week you had a kind of down, so we decided to not send you back right away. But last night when Harry came to visit, I was watching from a far how it went and so was your nurse, and well we have concluded...-" The doctor says looking at her files then back at me. " we have concluded that you are ready to be sent back home with these following conditions." The doctor says and keeps going on with the list of conditions but I just zone her out. I was overjoyed to finally go back home! All I wanted to so was text Harry and tell him the good news! But at the same time I was scared about going back home and relapsing. I quickly shake those dark thoughts out of my head and continue listening to the doctor.
~sorry for the short part :$ will write more soon!~Xxx
Sunday, August 10, 2014
Alone (part 9)
*Harry POV*
The lads and I were on our way back to the hotel after our final concert of the tour, we were leaving the same night to head back home and we were all very stoked to go back and see our familly. But something changed that night, just one text changed my whole plans. We were supposed to go spend each two week with our familly's and then go and meet up in our London flat that we shared, but not me.
After I landed in Holmes Chaples where my mom picked me up, I explained to her my plans. She was sad to hear them but at the same time understood that it was an emergency. The week I spent with my mom and sister went by faster then I taught but I had to leave.
-"Harry take care okay." My mom tells me hugging me one last time before I hop on my train.
-"Mom I promise I will, and I'll be back soon okay." I reply pulling back from the hug.
-"Lilttle brother I know you can take care of yourself just fine, but just make sure you don't become the next reason for pushing that girl to her death." My sister tells me before hugging me.
-"I wont I swear!" I say giving her a smile and saying goodbye before stepping on my train. 'I'm comming for you Erica' I told myself as I looked out the window of the train while it started to puff away towards London.
*Erica's POV*
A week had gone by at my new rehab center (Nightingale Hospital), and it was all quite different. I had to start from scratch in therapy and learn how to trust and talk with new doctors I had never met. But today something felt different, there was a different vibe around here and I did not know what it was.
-"Miss Johnson." One of the nurses says opening up my room door just a crack. "There is someone requesting to see you."
-"But it's not visiting hours?" I tell her quite confused.
-"Yes I know, and usually we shoudn't allow them to come in and see you but this man won't leave until he gets to see you." She tell's me.
-"So...?" I ask wanted to know where she was going with all this.
-"We accepted his request and we will send him in shortly, but there will be a nurse standing out front of your open door listen up on the conversation and can interveen whenever she thinks the conversation can affect your rehabilitation." The nurse tell me and I smile.
A few minutes go by and a guy walks into my room dressed quite nicely.
-"Hello miss Johnson." The man says in a deep voice.
-"Hello Mister Styles." I say acting all cool and natural while resting back on my bed.
-"Now a little birdy has told me you are a big fan of my band but especially me." He says.
-"Well that might be a little bit of a lie but it's partly true."
-"Well what would you say to spend one hour with the one and only Harry Styles?"
-''I don't know that's a tough question but I think I'll have to say I'd rather spend it with the famous Louis Tomlinson." I say winking at Harry and laughing a bit.
-"Well then you'll still have to endure me for one hour because I'm not leaving until one of those nurses tells me to leave."
-"Fine then I guess, if I have to, I'll endure you for the hour." I try to say in a serious tone, but I couldn't help myself but laugh.
We talked for a whole hour about pretty much everything, he told me about his tour and I told him about how rehab has been but I knew in his eyes he wanted to know more, he wanted to know why.
-"Erica... please just tell me why you did this?" I finally asks and I look up at the nurse who was woundering if she should inteveen but I give her a look telling her it's okay.
-"After that phone call, so many things passed threw my mind. I tried to push it away and ignore it but it made me start to think...He's right, no one loved me, so I gave up on everything and told myself if no one actually loves me then why am I even here?" I start and I could see the pain in Harry's eyes. "Even when I woke up at the hospital I was enraged that I was still alive. I wanted to be done with my life already. It took my a long time to realize that my life was precious, and that people actually loved me. Gosh Harry you should of seen me when I first entered the rehab center back in Montreal! I was a mess!" I say laughing a bit at myself and so does he. "But with the therapy and all I realized that my life was precious and people actually loved me. My whole familly loved and they would fall apart if I had died. Elizabeth, my nanny, cares about me more then anyone in the world. My granny and grandpa love me also. And I know that may sound like no one but it's all I need."
-"You're a fighter you know." Harry says squeezing my hand tighly.
-"I know that I'll always be a bit insecure and scared, but whenever I'll look down at my scared covered wrist I'll remember all I've been trough and realize that I'm worth it." I finally say before the nurse walks into my room.
-"I think I have to go." Harry says looking up at the nurse and laughing a bit.
-"Yeah I think you do." I say laughing back. But before he leaves Harry takes me in his arms and hugs me for the longest time ever and gives me a soft kiss on the cheek then walks away. I can't help but smile while I look at him leave.
-"Erica it's cerfew, and tomorrow you won't be attending any of your schedualed therapy classes okay?" My personnal nurse says.
-"Why?" I ask while I settle under my blankets.
-"I don't know, but that's what your doctor told me to tell you." She replies before turning my light off and closing my door. Why would my therapy be canceled? I keep asking myself before falling asleep. I hope I didn't do something wrong.
The lads and I were on our way back to the hotel after our final concert of the tour, we were leaving the same night to head back home and we were all very stoked to go back and see our familly. But something changed that night, just one text changed my whole plans. We were supposed to go spend each two week with our familly's and then go and meet up in our London flat that we shared, but not me.
After I landed in Holmes Chaples where my mom picked me up, I explained to her my plans. She was sad to hear them but at the same time understood that it was an emergency. The week I spent with my mom and sister went by faster then I taught but I had to leave.
-"Harry take care okay." My mom tells me hugging me one last time before I hop on my train.
-"Mom I promise I will, and I'll be back soon okay." I reply pulling back from the hug.
-"Lilttle brother I know you can take care of yourself just fine, but just make sure you don't become the next reason for pushing that girl to her death." My sister tells me before hugging me.
-"I wont I swear!" I say giving her a smile and saying goodbye before stepping on my train. 'I'm comming for you Erica' I told myself as I looked out the window of the train while it started to puff away towards London.
*Erica's POV*
A week had gone by at my new rehab center (Nightingale Hospital), and it was all quite different. I had to start from scratch in therapy and learn how to trust and talk with new doctors I had never met. But today something felt different, there was a different vibe around here and I did not know what it was.
-"Miss Johnson." One of the nurses says opening up my room door just a crack. "There is someone requesting to see you."
-"But it's not visiting hours?" I tell her quite confused.
-"Yes I know, and usually we shoudn't allow them to come in and see you but this man won't leave until he gets to see you." She tell's me.
-"So...?" I ask wanted to know where she was going with all this.
-"We accepted his request and we will send him in shortly, but there will be a nurse standing out front of your open door listen up on the conversation and can interveen whenever she thinks the conversation can affect your rehabilitation." The nurse tell me and I smile.
A few minutes go by and a guy walks into my room dressed quite nicely.
-"Hello miss Johnson." The man says in a deep voice.
-"Hello Mister Styles." I say acting all cool and natural while resting back on my bed.
-"Now a little birdy has told me you are a big fan of my band but especially me." He says.
-"Well that might be a little bit of a lie but it's partly true."
-"Well what would you say to spend one hour with the one and only Harry Styles?"
-''I don't know that's a tough question but I think I'll have to say I'd rather spend it with the famous Louis Tomlinson." I say winking at Harry and laughing a bit.
-"Well then you'll still have to endure me for one hour because I'm not leaving until one of those nurses tells me to leave."
-"Fine then I guess, if I have to, I'll endure you for the hour." I try to say in a serious tone, but I couldn't help myself but laugh.
We talked for a whole hour about pretty much everything, he told me about his tour and I told him about how rehab has been but I knew in his eyes he wanted to know more, he wanted to know why.
-"Erica... please just tell me why you did this?" I finally asks and I look up at the nurse who was woundering if she should inteveen but I give her a look telling her it's okay.
-"After that phone call, so many things passed threw my mind. I tried to push it away and ignore it but it made me start to think...He's right, no one loved me, so I gave up on everything and told myself if no one actually loves me then why am I even here?" I start and I could see the pain in Harry's eyes. "Even when I woke up at the hospital I was enraged that I was still alive. I wanted to be done with my life already. It took my a long time to realize that my life was precious, and that people actually loved me. Gosh Harry you should of seen me when I first entered the rehab center back in Montreal! I was a mess!" I say laughing a bit at myself and so does he. "But with the therapy and all I realized that my life was precious and people actually loved me. My whole familly loved and they would fall apart if I had died. Elizabeth, my nanny, cares about me more then anyone in the world. My granny and grandpa love me also. And I know that may sound like no one but it's all I need."
-"You're a fighter you know." Harry says squeezing my hand tighly.
-"I know that I'll always be a bit insecure and scared, but whenever I'll look down at my scared covered wrist I'll remember all I've been trough and realize that I'm worth it." I finally say before the nurse walks into my room.
-"I think I have to go." Harry says looking up at the nurse and laughing a bit.
-"Yeah I think you do." I say laughing back. But before he leaves Harry takes me in his arms and hugs me for the longest time ever and gives me a soft kiss on the cheek then walks away. I can't help but smile while I look at him leave.
-"Erica it's cerfew, and tomorrow you won't be attending any of your schedualed therapy classes okay?" My personnal nurse says.
-"Why?" I ask while I settle under my blankets.
-"I don't know, but that's what your doctor told me to tell you." She replies before turning my light off and closing my door. Why would my therapy be canceled? I keep asking myself before falling asleep. I hope I didn't do something wrong.
Saturday, August 9, 2014
Alone (part 8)
*Harry POV*
I had just managed to fall asleep after our busy day when my phone started to ring. I quickly jumped up and answered it.
-"H-hello?" I hear a really weak voice say on the other end.
-"Hey." I reply.
-"H-Harry?" I hear her manage.
-"Erica? Is that you?" I say extatic.
-"Ye-yeah."
-"I t-taught you were dead." I say crying now.
-"I wished I was..."
-"Please don't say that..."
-"I'm saying the truth."
-"I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for not texting at all this past month. Touring is pretty much time comsuming without counting all the traveling, and photoshoots and signings... I'm just really sorry... I really wish I could come and visit you but our record wont allow it... but I promis when the tour is done, so in about two months I'll fly fown to Montreal. It's a promise."
-"Harry you don't have to promise anything. I understand... I was just 'another one of your girls' you don't have to prove anything to me. Why would I ever image the big hot-shot Harry Styles would go out with a loner nobody who tried to kill herself. I think it would be best if we did not see each other again."
-"No Erica! You don't understand! You're not just anyone to me! You mean more then that! Please let me proove it?"
-"Harry save it. I've been hurt by one guy already today and I don't want to make it two. I've got to go now. I need rest. Bye." She told me hanging up right away. I had to go see her and prove her that she not no one.
-"Who was that?" I hear Louis ask me.
-"Erica." I reply and it goes silent. "Remember how you told me to not screw it up with her?"
-"Yeah? Why?"
-"Because I think i just screwed everything up with her and I don't even know how."
-"Then mate, you better figure out a way to get things right."
*Erica POV*
-Two months after the suicide attempt in a rehab center talking to a psycologue-
-"Tell me Erica, what are your biggest regrets?" My doctor asks me.
-"Shutting off the only two people who mattered the most to me, shutting off the only two people who treated me like a normal person, like a friend."
-"Who are these two people?"
-"Harry Styles and Charles Wildwood." I reply lookind down at my hands.
-"And what happened to Charles?"
-"After I tried to kill myself he had asked me if I could remember what had happened before I did what I did. So I told him about the phone call. And he told me I should go talk to the cops, that things were getting out of hands...But the thing is that at school he would avoid being seen hanging out with me because he did not want to loose his reputation...So I screamed at him that he did nothing to make matters better and to leave me alone and not come back... and even though he tries to text me from time to time I always ignore it."
-"Well Erica, that was a brave descision, and I think, looking at your position, that the fact he was avoiding being seen with you in public just made matters worse. Now tell me about Harry?"
-"Harry is a famous pop star, and you might not belive me when I tell you what I'm about to tell you. But he found me on the rooftop of my uncles hotel, where I liked to go to get away from the world, and he conforted me and made me feel as if I was worth something. The thing is that after his concert he had invited me to stay with him for a little while and he kissed me, but after that I never heard of him until the day after I tried to kill myself. He told me it was because of touring and work and all but I'm sure he could of managed to txt me in all that time. Since I told him we'd be best to not talk anymore, he hasn't texted me once. And the thing is that he had never done anything wrong really...It's just that now that I think about it he must be done touring, and he had promised to come back to montreal to visit me, but I don't think that's plausible anymore."
-"Erica you are doing much better now a days, and I think what you need the most would be a fresh start. And maybe having a famous pop star as your boyfriend would incresse the death treaths and the risks of you doing what you did again would grow bigger. Look thats it for today, but you're doing progress since the first time you came in." She says and I get up and walk back to my room. They did not allow any social media interaction in rehab so I would fill up my time with writing. Yes I'd write a diary, but I was also working on a book. I had been writing for over one hour until I heard someone knock on my door. One of the nurses came in and told me I had visitor and that she'd send him in. I quickly put my book away in my secret spot and sat down on my bed and started to fake read on of my books.
-"Hello..." I heard a familiar voice say.
-"Daddy!" I said jumping into his arms.
-"Your mom will be here soon she just had to finish something up at work."
-"What brings you here?" I say as I start to walk with my dad towards the parc.
-"Well your mom and I have some news for you."
-"Good or bad?"
-"Good honey, good news." My dad says as we sit down on a bench to wait for my mom. A couple of minutes later we see her walk towards us and she sits down next to me huging me.
-"So tell me! What's the news!" I say excited.
-"Well I got offered a job." My dad says.
-"Really where?!"
-"London!"
-"What!"
-"We are moving to London honey!" My mom says happily.
-"But what about your company mom?"
-"We are moving our headquaters to downtown London, and expanding to Paris. So I'll be flying from London to Paris quite often but I will be home more often then I am now."
-"We taught that maybe a fresh start in a big new town would be good! Your mom and I have already bought a big mansion out there with a bedroom twice the size as your old one and you'll just love it there! We are also going to be transfering you to a rehab center down in London. We are leaving next week." My dad tells me.
-"What about Elizabeth! She's like a second mother to me!"
-"We offered to fly her and her husband out to London with us. The house we bought has a small guest house hidden from the big house that would be perfect for them and they accepted!" My mom told me. I smile happily! I couldn't wait to get out of here!
The week went by quickly and before I knew it I was on the plane on my way to Londond. For the flight they had authorized my phone and I saw only a few texts. They where all from Harry. And I remember my last meet up with my psychologue telling me that maybe Harry as boyfriend would be bad but as a friend it could be good. So I decided to text him and tell him I was moving to London and I almost instantly got a reply back. I told him the rehab center I was staying at and where my new house was placed and i could just feel that he was overjoyed to hear from me.
Alone (Part 7)
*Harry POV*
-"Humm she attempted suicide this morning..." The guy who answered Erica's phone said and my phone just fell out of my hands. All the guys turned around to me woundering what just happened but I just fell down on the couch. I hadn't spoken to her in over a month because of touring and all the work that comes with it but I never taught it would come to this.
-"Harry?" Liam says with a straight concerned face. "What's wrong?"
-"Humm, you guys remember Erica?"
-"Yeah?" They all say.
-"Well..." I say trying to hold back tears. "She tried to kill herself this monring..." All the guys looked at me without knowing what to say.
-"You should go see her mate." Niall says.
-"Niall you know we can't! The label would never allow one of us to leave during this tour!" Liam, the daddy of the group, replies.
-"It's okay Liam, I know I can't leave." I say trying to act okay about it but I wanted to go see her.
-"Look you'll call back tomorrow, maybe you'll get more information about what happened..." Liam says and I just shrug and walk to my bed with my phone in hand.
*Erica POV*
I wake up in a white room with a big bright light turned on. There was a big window looking out to something, a flower pot on the ground next to a a small sofa, and a bunch of machines hoocked up to me. I had no clue where I was but I could see my mom and dad standing close to each other in a corner, Charles trying to sleep on the sofa and Elizabeth looking out the window.
-"Mom?" I say practicaly whispering while trying to move. She quickly ran towards my bed and grabbed my hand while pushing me back to lie down.
-"I'll go get the doctor." My dad says running off as Elizabeth and Charles got up and came closer to me.
-"Where am I?" I say and I could feel my voice sounded very weak.
-"You're in Montreal's Childrens Hospital and you'll be alright." My mom says.
-"What happened?" I ask trying to look around.
-"Hello miss Johnson, I am Doctor Higgins." A tall man with short blonde hair says.
-"Doctor, what happened?" I ask again.
-"You attempted suicide yesterday morning, you lost a lot of blood and unconscious for a long time. We almost taught that we wouldn't be able to bring you back, but you're a fighter. Now you will be staying here until we clear you to leave and after that we will be sending you to rehab. A phycologue will pass by later today to talk to you." M. Higgins says, and I just look down at my wrist and realize what I had done.
*Later that day*
Everyone had left the room except for Charles.
-"Hey." I say trying to smile.
-"Hey." He says siting down next to me on my bed.
-"Sorry I kind of ruined our sleep over." I say laughing a bit.
-"Oh it's okay I'm just glad you're alive. You know you scared me to death yesterday."
-"Yeah... I'm sorry..." I say looking away.
-"Hey do you remember anything about yesterday morning? Anything?" He says looking deep into my eyes.
-"Well.." I say looking away from him and holding back tears.
-"Erica... tell me please..."
-"I remember waking up and you were still sleeping so I decided to go grab a shower... but just as I was about to hop in I heard my phone ring so I ran to pick up thinking it was someone else, but in fact-" I start but I couldn't continue because I was crying to much.
-"What? Who was it?"
-"Someone had called me to tell me to kill myself. He told me I was worthless and that i should just leave already."
-"Stop. Don't tell me more." He says. "We got to call the cops about this. It's getting out of hand!"
-"Says the guy who avoids being seen with me in public!" I shout at him. "Get out Charles! GET OUT!" He looks at me completely teared up and starts to walk away.
-"Oh I almost forgot, a guy called you yesterday while you were in the operation room. He didn't leave his name but whatever, take your phone. I'm going back home." He says placing my phone on the night table next to me. I rest my head back down and close my eyes tightly trying to not cry. I dry away my tears and pick up my phone and dial the last number that called me.
-"Humm she attempted suicide this morning..." The guy who answered Erica's phone said and my phone just fell out of my hands. All the guys turned around to me woundering what just happened but I just fell down on the couch. I hadn't spoken to her in over a month because of touring and all the work that comes with it but I never taught it would come to this.
-"Harry?" Liam says with a straight concerned face. "What's wrong?"
-"Humm, you guys remember Erica?"
-"Yeah?" They all say.
-"Well..." I say trying to hold back tears. "She tried to kill herself this monring..." All the guys looked at me without knowing what to say.
-"You should go see her mate." Niall says.
-"Niall you know we can't! The label would never allow one of us to leave during this tour!" Liam, the daddy of the group, replies.
-"It's okay Liam, I know I can't leave." I say trying to act okay about it but I wanted to go see her.
-"Look you'll call back tomorrow, maybe you'll get more information about what happened..." Liam says and I just shrug and walk to my bed with my phone in hand.
*Erica POV*
I wake up in a white room with a big bright light turned on. There was a big window looking out to something, a flower pot on the ground next to a a small sofa, and a bunch of machines hoocked up to me. I had no clue where I was but I could see my mom and dad standing close to each other in a corner, Charles trying to sleep on the sofa and Elizabeth looking out the window.
-"Mom?" I say practicaly whispering while trying to move. She quickly ran towards my bed and grabbed my hand while pushing me back to lie down.
-"I'll go get the doctor." My dad says running off as Elizabeth and Charles got up and came closer to me.
-"Where am I?" I say and I could feel my voice sounded very weak.
-"You're in Montreal's Childrens Hospital and you'll be alright." My mom says.
-"What happened?" I ask trying to look around.
-"Hello miss Johnson, I am Doctor Higgins." A tall man with short blonde hair says.
-"Doctor, what happened?" I ask again.
-"You attempted suicide yesterday morning, you lost a lot of blood and unconscious for a long time. We almost taught that we wouldn't be able to bring you back, but you're a fighter. Now you will be staying here until we clear you to leave and after that we will be sending you to rehab. A phycologue will pass by later today to talk to you." M. Higgins says, and I just look down at my wrist and realize what I had done.
*Later that day*
Everyone had left the room except for Charles.
-"Hey." I say trying to smile.
-"Hey." He says siting down next to me on my bed.
-"Sorry I kind of ruined our sleep over." I say laughing a bit.
-"Oh it's okay I'm just glad you're alive. You know you scared me to death yesterday."
-"Yeah... I'm sorry..." I say looking away.
-"Hey do you remember anything about yesterday morning? Anything?" He says looking deep into my eyes.
-"Well.." I say looking away from him and holding back tears.
-"Erica... tell me please..."
-"I remember waking up and you were still sleeping so I decided to go grab a shower... but just as I was about to hop in I heard my phone ring so I ran to pick up thinking it was someone else, but in fact-" I start but I couldn't continue because I was crying to much.
-"What? Who was it?"
-"Someone had called me to tell me to kill myself. He told me I was worthless and that i should just leave already."
-"Stop. Don't tell me more." He says. "We got to call the cops about this. It's getting out of hand!"
-"Says the guy who avoids being seen with me in public!" I shout at him. "Get out Charles! GET OUT!" He looks at me completely teared up and starts to walk away.
-"Oh I almost forgot, a guy called you yesterday while you were in the operation room. He didn't leave his name but whatever, take your phone. I'm going back home." He says placing my phone on the night table next to me. I rest my head back down and close my eyes tightly trying to not cry. I dry away my tears and pick up my phone and dial the last number that called me.
Alone (part 6)
I wake up the next morning and see Charles still asleep next to me, so I get out of bed and grab everything for a shower. Just as I turn on the water I start hearing my phone ringing so I quickly run to get it in my room and go back to the bathroom before answering it. Someone started to talk and I had no clue who it was...
-"You think no one knows? You think no one realizes? They all know you're worthless and you should take you're life away already! C'mon you can do it! No one loves you! Pick up that razor of yours already! Get away! Leave already! Why dont you just kill yourself!" The voice at the other end of the line says before hanging up and I just loose it. I put my phone on the counter and take off my house coat while crying silently and step into my shower. I grab my razor blade shaking and press firmly down on my wrists but instead of stopping the bleeding i sat down in my shower and let the blood flow.
*Charles POV*
I wake up and see that Erica is already awake and I hear the shower runing so figure shes taking one. So I pick up my phone and start to play on it, but the time goes by and the water is still runing. About 45 minutes later I decide to knock on the door but there is no answer so I knock and knock again and still no answer. I start to get scared and shout her name but no one answers. So I decide to break down her door and i find her lying unconscious with blood flowing down into the drains.
-"Elizabeth!!!!" I scream loudly a few times until her nanny comes running into Erica's bathroom. She stops in the doorway and puts her hands over her mouth in shock. I was siting on the ground with her lying naked in my arms showing all the scars on her wrists, trying to get her to wake up.
-"Call 911!!!" I tell Elizabeth and she quickly runs off the grab a phone. A few minutes later paramedics are all over Erica and pulling her away on a stretcher trying to bring her back. Elizabeth and I are out at the front door looking at the ambulance leaving. I was covered in blood and was soaking wet bout i didn't care I just wanted to go to the hospital.
-"Go grab your bag Charles." Elizabeth says turning around towards the house. "I'm calling the chauffeur and I'll get a few things in a bag for her." I nod and run and grab my things and by the time I'm back outside Elizabeth was already waiting outside with the car. As we drive to the hospital Elizabeth calls Erica's mom, who was in Paris for fashion week, and her dad who was on a buisness trip in Chicago.
When we got to the hospital they had already taken her into the operation room so all we could do was wait. I had remended taking her phone from the bathroom, so I started going threw it, she had a lot of death messages but one message stood out. It was a picture message sent over a month ago. So I opened it and saw a picture of her and a guy kissing. I quickly shut her phone and picked up one of those gossip magazines in the hospital lounge to pass the time. I never read those but it's all they had. I started flipping trough it until I landed on a page about this pop band called One Direction. The article was called 'Mistery girl?'. So I looked down at the pictures in the article and saw a picture of one of the guys from the band and Erica holding hands, and then another of them hugging, and a last one of him escorting her to a car. My heart stoped. I was completely confused, I had so many questions, but a familiar ringtone interupted my taughts. It was Erica's phone so I slowly answered it and heard a manly voice at the other end.
-"Hey Erica..." The voice sounded kind of stressed.
-"Hum Erica is not here at the moment..." I reply trying not to sound as if I've been crying for ages.
-"Where is she?" The guy asks confused.
-"Well hum... she's in the operation room..." I reply.
-"What!? Why!?" He says in a very concerned tone.
-"Humm she attempted suicide this morning..." I say loosing it. But all I hear is a phone crashing to the ground and then a long beep so I hang up. And as I do that a doctor walks up to me and Elizabeth.
-"The operation went well. She is concious again but sleeping. She lost a lot of blood so she wont be leaving the hospital any time soon." The doctor says.
-"Okay." Elizabeth says.
-"When can we see her." I say.
-"You can go see her now but she is very weak and still sleeping." The doctor says but before he could even finish his sentence I was already gone.
-"You think no one knows? You think no one realizes? They all know you're worthless and you should take you're life away already! C'mon you can do it! No one loves you! Pick up that razor of yours already! Get away! Leave already! Why dont you just kill yourself!" The voice at the other end of the line says before hanging up and I just loose it. I put my phone on the counter and take off my house coat while crying silently and step into my shower. I grab my razor blade shaking and press firmly down on my wrists but instead of stopping the bleeding i sat down in my shower and let the blood flow.
*Charles POV*
I wake up and see that Erica is already awake and I hear the shower runing so figure shes taking one. So I pick up my phone and start to play on it, but the time goes by and the water is still runing. About 45 minutes later I decide to knock on the door but there is no answer so I knock and knock again and still no answer. I start to get scared and shout her name but no one answers. So I decide to break down her door and i find her lying unconscious with blood flowing down into the drains.
-"Elizabeth!!!!" I scream loudly a few times until her nanny comes running into Erica's bathroom. She stops in the doorway and puts her hands over her mouth in shock. I was siting on the ground with her lying naked in my arms showing all the scars on her wrists, trying to get her to wake up.
-"Call 911!!!" I tell Elizabeth and she quickly runs off the grab a phone. A few minutes later paramedics are all over Erica and pulling her away on a stretcher trying to bring her back. Elizabeth and I are out at the front door looking at the ambulance leaving. I was covered in blood and was soaking wet bout i didn't care I just wanted to go to the hospital.
-"Go grab your bag Charles." Elizabeth says turning around towards the house. "I'm calling the chauffeur and I'll get a few things in a bag for her." I nod and run and grab my things and by the time I'm back outside Elizabeth was already waiting outside with the car. As we drive to the hospital Elizabeth calls Erica's mom, who was in Paris for fashion week, and her dad who was on a buisness trip in Chicago.
When we got to the hospital they had already taken her into the operation room so all we could do was wait. I had remended taking her phone from the bathroom, so I started going threw it, she had a lot of death messages but one message stood out. It was a picture message sent over a month ago. So I opened it and saw a picture of her and a guy kissing. I quickly shut her phone and picked up one of those gossip magazines in the hospital lounge to pass the time. I never read those but it's all they had. I started flipping trough it until I landed on a page about this pop band called One Direction. The article was called 'Mistery girl?'. So I looked down at the pictures in the article and saw a picture of one of the guys from the band and Erica holding hands, and then another of them hugging, and a last one of him escorting her to a car. My heart stoped. I was completely confused, I had so many questions, but a familiar ringtone interupted my taughts. It was Erica's phone so I slowly answered it and heard a manly voice at the other end.
-"Hey Erica..." The voice sounded kind of stressed.
-"Hum Erica is not here at the moment..." I reply trying not to sound as if I've been crying for ages.
-"Where is she?" The guy asks confused.
-"Well hum... she's in the operation room..." I reply.
-"What!? Why!?" He says in a very concerned tone.
-"Humm she attempted suicide this morning..." I say loosing it. But all I hear is a phone crashing to the ground and then a long beep so I hang up. And as I do that a doctor walks up to me and Elizabeth.
-"The operation went well. She is concious again but sleeping. She lost a lot of blood so she wont be leaving the hospital any time soon." The doctor says.
-"Okay." Elizabeth says.
-"When can we see her." I say.
-"You can go see her now but she is very weak and still sleeping." The doctor says but before he could even finish his sentence I was already gone.
"Like two peas in a podd"
*Harry POV*
Today was our last day out in whistler, and I hadn't spoken the Ana since last time she stormed out on me. The lads had done a good job at making me forget about her, up until today. They saw how I was kind of depressed and closed off from everyone so they decided to take me out for a bit of fun. I accept to go with them even though I didn't really want to. We all got dressed and started making our way out the door laughing and chatting about random things. We were about 10 minutes away from the cabin heading towards whistlers small village until I realized I had forgoten my phone. So I tell the boys that I'll meet them in town and I head back towards the cabin. The closer I get a figure gets bigger and bigger. I wasn't to sure what it was until I realized it was a person siting on our front steps... I start walking faster towards the chalet until I come to a complete stop about 5 feet away from our front door. I see a girl who look scared and confused, as if she was about to colapse right in front of me. She slowly looks up at me with red watery eyes, and without thinking I help her up and bring her inside. I sit her down on a sofa and give her a blanket to warm herself up while I go make some hot coco. A few minutes later I sit down in front of her waiting for her to talk but she stays silent.
-"I don't know why I came here." She finally mutters. " I just hoped into my car and I ended up driving up here."
-"It's okay." I say.
-"I know that I know nothing about you but I just needed someone..."
-"I'm here to talk."
-"This whole week everything has been wrong. At the beggining of the week my 6 year best friend kissed me and told me that he loved me, not liked me, loved me. And for some reason I turned him down, and since then he's been avoiding me. My parents are fighting all the time, and it's driving me crazy. You havn't texted me ever since I stormed out on you at the coffe shop. And nobody seems to realize that I'm sick! Nobody seems to realize that I cry myself to sleep all the time, or that I never eat anymore, or that I'm always alone! No one!" She says rasing her voice towards the end while her eyes get full of water.
-" I don't know how to help you with you best friend, or with you're parents, but it's true I could of texted you this week. I'm a big idiot and I know that, I'm sorry. But I guess I figured you'd be better off without me since I'm leaving tonight for England... I'm going back home." I say as I whipe away a few tears from her cheecks and sit down next to her. She looks down at her hands and avoids looking in my eyes, she stays silent and does not reply. So I pick my pride up in my hands and tell myself what the heck! "Look Ana, I'd be lying if I said that I didn't find you beautiful. I'd also be lying if I said that I did not want to kiss you right now, because I really do, but something is telling me that you should go find your best friend and give it a shot." I get up so I don't do anything stupid and bring the mugs in the kitchen. I hear her slowly get up and walk towards me in the kitchen and stop right in front of me, only inches away.
-"You're probably right, but constating that I might never see you again and you wont remember me in two years when you're touring the world and have plenty of girls chasing you, I reckon that what I'm about to do is not that stupid." She tells me slowly getting closer and closer to my lips until I can feel them pressing against mine. I can't lie, it felt amazing, perfect, right. I would love to bring her with me but I couldn't do that to her. I knew she needed to go back to her normal everyday life. When she finally backed away from the kiss I took her in my arms and gave her the longest hug I've ever given anyone, because I knew she was right when she said that we might never see each other again...
Today was our last day out in whistler, and I hadn't spoken the Ana since last time she stormed out on me. The lads had done a good job at making me forget about her, up until today. They saw how I was kind of depressed and closed off from everyone so they decided to take me out for a bit of fun. I accept to go with them even though I didn't really want to. We all got dressed and started making our way out the door laughing and chatting about random things. We were about 10 minutes away from the cabin heading towards whistlers small village until I realized I had forgoten my phone. So I tell the boys that I'll meet them in town and I head back towards the cabin. The closer I get a figure gets bigger and bigger. I wasn't to sure what it was until I realized it was a person siting on our front steps... I start walking faster towards the chalet until I come to a complete stop about 5 feet away from our front door. I see a girl who look scared and confused, as if she was about to colapse right in front of me. She slowly looks up at me with red watery eyes, and without thinking I help her up and bring her inside. I sit her down on a sofa and give her a blanket to warm herself up while I go make some hot coco. A few minutes later I sit down in front of her waiting for her to talk but she stays silent.
-"I don't know why I came here." She finally mutters. " I just hoped into my car and I ended up driving up here."
-"It's okay." I say.
-"I know that I know nothing about you but I just needed someone..."
-"I'm here to talk."
-"This whole week everything has been wrong. At the beggining of the week my 6 year best friend kissed me and told me that he loved me, not liked me, loved me. And for some reason I turned him down, and since then he's been avoiding me. My parents are fighting all the time, and it's driving me crazy. You havn't texted me ever since I stormed out on you at the coffe shop. And nobody seems to realize that I'm sick! Nobody seems to realize that I cry myself to sleep all the time, or that I never eat anymore, or that I'm always alone! No one!" She says rasing her voice towards the end while her eyes get full of water.
-" I don't know how to help you with you best friend, or with you're parents, but it's true I could of texted you this week. I'm a big idiot and I know that, I'm sorry. But I guess I figured you'd be better off without me since I'm leaving tonight for England... I'm going back home." I say as I whipe away a few tears from her cheecks and sit down next to her. She looks down at her hands and avoids looking in my eyes, she stays silent and does not reply. So I pick my pride up in my hands and tell myself what the heck! "Look Ana, I'd be lying if I said that I didn't find you beautiful. I'd also be lying if I said that I did not want to kiss you right now, because I really do, but something is telling me that you should go find your best friend and give it a shot." I get up so I don't do anything stupid and bring the mugs in the kitchen. I hear her slowly get up and walk towards me in the kitchen and stop right in front of me, only inches away.
-"You're probably right, but constating that I might never see you again and you wont remember me in two years when you're touring the world and have plenty of girls chasing you, I reckon that what I'm about to do is not that stupid." She tells me slowly getting closer and closer to my lips until I can feel them pressing against mine. I can't lie, it felt amazing, perfect, right. I would love to bring her with me but I couldn't do that to her. I knew she needed to go back to her normal everyday life. When she finally backed away from the kiss I took her in my arms and gave her the longest hug I've ever given anyone, because I knew she was right when she said that we might never see each other again...
"Like two peas in a podd"
*Ananya POV*
-The next day-
My phone is buzzing and i know it's just telling me to get up but i don't want to, so I put it on snooze and fall back asleep. About 45 mins later i hear my mom shouting my name and telling me to get up but i don't reply and just stay in bed. A few minutes later my mom comes up to my room telling me to get out of bed but, again, I hide under my blankets.
-"Ana, school starts in 15 minutes. Get you of bed and go to school!" My mom tells me.
-"I don't feel to well mom, can i just stay at home today?" I ask her, and she stares at me for a while and finally nods telling me it's alright and she will tell the school that you are sick today. Once she walks out of my room i fall straight back to sleep even though i can hear my phone buzzing away.
When I finally wake up I instantly check my phone, and see about 20 messages from Jake, two from my mom, and one from my dad, but none from Harry. I reply to my parents texts to assure them I'm fine but I ignore Jake's messages and put my phone in my pockets as I head downstairs.
As the day goes by the amount of texts and missed calls from Jake grow bigger, but every time I ignore them. Until I hear the doorbell ring. I moan as I set down my hot cup of french vanilla coffe on the table next to me and gradualy make my way to the front door.
-"Jake?" I say kind of confused because at this time he should be in chemistry class.
-"Can I come in?" He say extremely nervous, which is wierd because he is never nervous.
-"Hmm yeah? I guess." I say awkwardly as I open the door for him and he walks straight for the living room.
-"Look I just wanted to say I'm sorry about yesterday... I wanted, well more I didn't want it to happen like that. We've been friends since we started high school and you've made those 6 years way less painfull then they could of been. And it's only in our final year together that I realized that you mean way more then "just a friend" to me. Next year in college I'm going to be completely lost and I don't want to loose you, because Ananya, you mean the whole world to me and I just can't imagine going on without you." He says and I just look at him in complete disbelief.
-"Jake..." I start but don't know what to say. " I know that must of been extremly hard to say, but I can't stop thinking about the future... Like what if we break up? that would not only mean the end of a relationship but also the end of a long long freindship. You're my best friend and have been with me through literraly everything, and I can't imagine a world without you by my side..."
-"Ana, we've been best friends for six years now, I know you like the back of my hand, I don't have to act fake with you and everything just seems to fall in place... Maybe we could just give this a shot?"
-"I know that it would all seem perfect. Me and you, together... But I don't know, somethings holding me back. Can I just think about it?" I say and I could see the sadness in his eyes almost as if he was holding back tears. I could feel my heart break, but I just couldn't go out with him right now.
-"It's okay." He says very softly. " I got to go now. Bye"
He didn't even look back at me when he said the last few words he just walked straight out the door.
After that everything just felt off. Everything at school was different, and I felt as if the whole world was ignoring me. One day after school I found myself sitting in my car with the keys in and just staring straight foward. I started the car and drove off, I wasn't really sure where I was heading but it's as if I had a GPS in me that was making me drive somewhere, and before I knew it i was parked in front of the chalet where Harry was. I didn't get out of the car I just sat there in front of the small log cabin. I steped out of my car and sat down on the front steps. I didn't know exactly why I was here but something brought me here, something unexplicable. I waited for about 15 minutes siting on the front door steps until I saw a figure walking towards the cabin.
*Okay i've been very innactive lately sorry!!!! I had no insparation and kind of forgot about this blog... I'll try to be more active! Sorry!!! -xxx-Write soon*
-The next day-
My phone is buzzing and i know it's just telling me to get up but i don't want to, so I put it on snooze and fall back asleep. About 45 mins later i hear my mom shouting my name and telling me to get up but i don't reply and just stay in bed. A few minutes later my mom comes up to my room telling me to get out of bed but, again, I hide under my blankets.
-"Ana, school starts in 15 minutes. Get you of bed and go to school!" My mom tells me.
-"I don't feel to well mom, can i just stay at home today?" I ask her, and she stares at me for a while and finally nods telling me it's alright and she will tell the school that you are sick today. Once she walks out of my room i fall straight back to sleep even though i can hear my phone buzzing away.
When I finally wake up I instantly check my phone, and see about 20 messages from Jake, two from my mom, and one from my dad, but none from Harry. I reply to my parents texts to assure them I'm fine but I ignore Jake's messages and put my phone in my pockets as I head downstairs.
As the day goes by the amount of texts and missed calls from Jake grow bigger, but every time I ignore them. Until I hear the doorbell ring. I moan as I set down my hot cup of french vanilla coffe on the table next to me and gradualy make my way to the front door.
-"Jake?" I say kind of confused because at this time he should be in chemistry class.
-"Can I come in?" He say extremely nervous, which is wierd because he is never nervous.
-"Hmm yeah? I guess." I say awkwardly as I open the door for him and he walks straight for the living room.
-"Look I just wanted to say I'm sorry about yesterday... I wanted, well more I didn't want it to happen like that. We've been friends since we started high school and you've made those 6 years way less painfull then they could of been. And it's only in our final year together that I realized that you mean way more then "just a friend" to me. Next year in college I'm going to be completely lost and I don't want to loose you, because Ananya, you mean the whole world to me and I just can't imagine going on without you." He says and I just look at him in complete disbelief.
-"Jake..." I start but don't know what to say. " I know that must of been extremly hard to say, but I can't stop thinking about the future... Like what if we break up? that would not only mean the end of a relationship but also the end of a long long freindship. You're my best friend and have been with me through literraly everything, and I can't imagine a world without you by my side..."
-"Ana, we've been best friends for six years now, I know you like the back of my hand, I don't have to act fake with you and everything just seems to fall in place... Maybe we could just give this a shot?"
-"I know that it would all seem perfect. Me and you, together... But I don't know, somethings holding me back. Can I just think about it?" I say and I could see the sadness in his eyes almost as if he was holding back tears. I could feel my heart break, but I just couldn't go out with him right now.
-"It's okay." He says very softly. " I got to go now. Bye"
He didn't even look back at me when he said the last few words he just walked straight out the door.
After that everything just felt off. Everything at school was different, and I felt as if the whole world was ignoring me. One day after school I found myself sitting in my car with the keys in and just staring straight foward. I started the car and drove off, I wasn't really sure where I was heading but it's as if I had a GPS in me that was making me drive somewhere, and before I knew it i was parked in front of the chalet where Harry was. I didn't get out of the car I just sat there in front of the small log cabin. I steped out of my car and sat down on the front steps. I didn't know exactly why I was here but something brought me here, something unexplicable. I waited for about 15 minutes siting on the front door steps until I saw a figure walking towards the cabin.
*Okay i've been very innactive lately sorry!!!! I had no insparation and kind of forgot about this blog... I'll try to be more active! Sorry!!! -xxx-Write soon*
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