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Don't Let Me Go: Chapter 10
As I slowly open my eyes I feel a full blown migraine happening and I slam my eyes closed at the bright white light, I hear voices talking softly and I focus on them. âWe got into a fight last night, and then I went to bed and she stayed in the living room. I was being stupid and then I heard her get up and get into the shower, I went back to bed and when I woke up the shower was still on. I ran inside and pulled her out and the water was freezing, she was shivering and her eyes were open but she wasnât responding to me. I didnât know what to do so I changed her into dry clothes and covered her up in blankets and held her. When she woke up she was out of it and she wasnât really talking, then out of nowhere she was screaming and shaking. She just passed out and I took her here but I didnât know what was happening.â I hear Harry say and I can tell heâs crying.
âMate, I know but she is steady now. The doctors will be here soon and we will figure it out.â I hear Liam say and I curl up tighter.
âBut itâs my fault, if I didnât blow up at her, if I would have seen the bruise on her face, if I wouldnât have left her there and gotten drunk. Itâs my fault.â Harry says as he starts sobbing, I slowly open my eyes and I see that Iâm covered in blankets and tubes. I squeak and sit up quickly before a sharp pain goes through my body and I cry out, the voices fall silent and I see Harry run into my room. âOh my god! Baby youâre awake!â He says and he runs to my side, I let him pull me to him gently and he runs his fingers through my hair softly. I feel tears well up in my eyes and I cling to him, I wrap my arms around him and I inhale his scent.
âIâm sorry, Iâm so sorry that I was so stupid. Iâm sorry.â I say into his chest and he gently rocks me.
âNo, youâre okay. I understand now, I get it. Iâm sorry.â He says and I nod before we hear the door open, I look up to see Perrie and Zayn walking inside.
âHey Demi.â Perrie says as Harry sits down next to me and holds my hand.
âHey.â I say quietly with a small smile.
âWe just came to bring you a burger and fries.â Zayn says and I smile.
âThank you, you can stay if you want.â I say and they smile.
âWe would but we have to go see Zaynâs parents.â Perrie says and I giggle.
âWell have fun with that.â I say and I close my eyes against the bright light, I hear them leave and I fall silent as I curl up in a ball under the blanket. Harry rubs the back of my hand with his big thumb and I feel ashamed of myself for being so weak.
âDo you need anything?â Harry asks and I slowly sit up, I try not to grimace but Harry is too observant. âIâll go get you some pain pills and iced tea.â
âThank you.â I whisper as he leaves the room, I slowly start eating some fries. I look around and I see a small bag of mine by my side, I open it and I see sketchbooks and my iPod. I sigh and I lay back with my head on the pillow, I just wanted to get out of here. I hated hospitals and this was worse because I felt like my boyfriend was sick of me, I felt like I was too much to deal with. I felt an especially bad stab of pain rip through my skull and I cry out, my timing is impeccable as ever because Harry walks in right as I scream and he rushes to my side.
âBaby? You okay?â He asks and I laugh bitterly.
âIâm great, did you get the pills?â I ask and he hands me them, I take them and gulp water down. âThank you.â I say and I curl up and stare at my hands.
âPlease say something.â Harry says and I sigh and look at him.
âWhat is there to say? I fucked up and now Iâm losing you and Iâm already fucked up as it is. You donât want to admit it but you are falling out of love with me. Iâm not perfect at all, Iâm drama wrapped up in a small package that everyone likes to fuck over.â I say and he frowns. âAnd yeah, I love you more than I love myself. I love you so much I would do anything to ensure that you were safe and thatâs why I did. I was scared because anyone that would want to be friends with Charles is fucked up himself. I was just scared, terrified.â
âI love you too. I love you so much and I would never want to let anyone hurt you.â Harry says and I realize that part of the reason I bring drama is because I dwell on everything, I take a deep breath and I lean forward and kiss him on the cheek.
âIâm sorry.â I whisper and he smiles.
âItâs okay.â He says and I nod before starting to eat, he smiles at me and I blush. âI love you.â
âI love you too.â I say through a mouthful of food and we both start laughing, I look up as a doctor walks in and we fall silent.
âHello Demi, itâs nice to see you are awake.â He says and I smile and nod at him.
âSo what happened?â I ask and he chuckles.
âYou were just extremely stressed out and suffering from mild hypothermia, your brain caused pains to keep you awake and it worked well because you are still here. The migraines you are probably having right now will go away within a few days and you do need to take it easy, as little movement as possible. Your brain is still recovering from it so it is extra sensitive on top of the migraines so just be careful, okay?â He asks and I slowly process it.
âOkay, thank you for helping me.â I say and he smiles.
âIt was my pleasure, now Mr. Styles.â He says as he turns toward Harry. âMake sure to keep her off her feet as much as possible.â
âI will sir, this was scary enough that I donât want to do this ever again.â He says and I feel a pang of guilt.
âWhen may I leave?â I ask after the doctor and Harry have a conversation with their eyes.
âYou can leave as soon as the nurse comes in to take your IVâs out, here are some pills to take for the pain.â He says and hands me a bottle full of small pills. âHave a good day you two.â
âThanks, you too.â Harry says as I look at the pills, I remember my mom taking them on the night of my 16th birthday and not caring about my party at all. I sigh as I tuck them into my purse and I finish my food quickly, a nurse comes in and takes out my tubes. I take a deep breath and I look over at Harry who is watching me with a calm expression, I squeeze his hand before slowly standing up and slipping on my shoes. I was still in Harryâs clothes and I was glad someone brought me shoes. âShould I get a wheelchair?â
âNo. Iâll be okay on the way to the car.â I say and he sighs after a few minutes before lacing his fingers with mine as we walk from the room, he carries my purse and we move slowly because my muscles are sore. I climb into the truck before curling up in a ball and holding back tears, my body hurt so bad and my migraine was absolutely horrid. Harry climbs in and gently kisses my temple before starting the car and holding my hand, I shift so Iâm curled up against him and I screw my eyelids shut tightly.
âDo you want to stop and get anything?â Harry asks and I sigh and shrug, but he knows me well. Soon we are stopped and I open my eyes to see him picking out movies and buying snacks inside a small drugstore, I smile as he gets back in and I kiss his cheek gently. âI love you.â
âI love you too.â I murmur as we start driving back, Harry softly sings and the beautiful raspy sound calms me. I feel the truck come to a stop and I slowly get out of the truck, my muscles slowly stretching with every step. All that I wanted was a hair tie and some fresh clothes, I lean into Harry in the elevator to try and gather energy. I felt completely drained by the walk so far and I knew Harry was watching me intently.
âDo you want me to carry you?â Harry asks and I shake my head. âBaby.â He says sternly and I look into his eyes, his eyes are full of worry and pain and love.
âNo, letâs just walk together.â I say quietly as the door opens, we slowly walk and I rest my weight against Harryâs side. I was glad he was so much stronger than most of the people that I know, Iâm so glad I have him. I slowly sit on the couch and I grab a hair tie from the coffee table, I slide my hair into a messy ponytail before starting to get up.
âWhat do you need baby?â Harry asks as he sees me, he helps me but keeps a firm hold on me. I feel myself shaking and I sigh.
âI feel weak.â I murmur and I fight back the tears, I just wanted to be strong.
âI know baby, Iâm here, it will go away in a couple days. What did you want darling?â He asks and I blush at his pet name for me.
âI was just gonna get some comfy shorts and one of your shirts.â I mumble as I slump against him, he easily supports me before setting me down and walking to our room. He emerges in a pair of sweats and a white shirt and has a pair of his boxers and a sports bra and one of his band shirts in his hand, I smile up at him and brush my fingers against his leg gratefully. âThank you baby.â
âNo problem, whatever you need I am here.â He says and I nod before starting to slide my clothes off, I pull on the other clothes and I shrink into the cushions in an exhausted state. Harry stands up and puts movies in the DVD player for us to watch together, he grabs some tea from the kitchen before I weakly pull one of our blankets over my body and curl up. âDo you want anything, beautiful?â
âNo.â I mumble before I feel him lift me up with ease and settle beneath me before setting me down on his chest, I curl into him and I nuzzle my head into him quietly. I feel the pain ebbing within my body and I let out a strained whimper.
âWhat can I do to help you, baby?â Harry asks and I slowly shake my head as I squeeze my eyes shut, I feel Harry pull the blanket over us and lay back so Iâm lying on top of him. I smile slightly before letting exhaustion take over my body.
A few hours later I wake up on top of Harry wide awake, I slowly sit up and I walk into our room slowly. My muscles still ache but I really wanna take a shower, I walk to the bathroom and strip before walking into the warm stream of water. I let it massage the tension from my shoulders before washing my hair, halfway through shaving my legs the door bursts open and I let out a strangled scream. âBaby?! Baby?!â Harry shouts and I open the curtain and stare at him with shock all over my face.
âWhat Harold?â I say and he finally relaxes and I see the fright roll of his shoulders.
âIâll let you finish.â He whispers and like that the door is closed again, I sigh before finishing up and pulling on a pair of yoga leggings, a sports bra, and a muscle t-shirt. I blow-dry my hair and I feel a little dizzy as I finish it, I slowly walk out to the living room to see Harry cooking in the kitchen. I walk over and I sit down on the counter softly, I watch Harry as he moves with his muscles obviously tense.
âBabe.â I say softly to get his attention but he doesnât turn to me. âBaby.â Still nothing. âHazza!â I say and he finally turns to me.
âWhat does Hazza mean?â He asks and I blush as I snap at the hairband on my wrist.
âIt was what I called you in my dreams after I passed out.â I mumble and he walks over and rests between my legs, we stay silent as I rest my forehead on his broad chest. âWhat happened earlier?â
âI woke up and I heard the shower running and the last time I did that I found you in there and I got scared, I panicked and I ran in there. When I saw you, I just was relieved and happy and scared. I just never wanna feel like Iâm going to lose you again.â He says in a jumbled blur and I pull him into my arms after he finishes.
âIâm not going anywhere, Iâm here to stay. Even if you donât want me.â I say and we both chuckle.
âI love you so much.â He says and I smile before kissing his temple gently, I feel my energy leaving quickly and its frustrating me. Iâm used to being able to do whatever I wanted whenever and now I can barely do anything, being sick just plain sucked. I felt weak, and that has always been something that has scared me.
âWhat are you making?â I ask as Harry pulls away to walk to the stove.
âChocolate chip pancakes.â He says proudly and I giggle.
âMy favorite.â I say and he smiles. âThank you babe, youâre the best.â
âNo problem. You deserve to just be relaxed for a while.â He says and I smile. âBy the way, I like you calling me Hazza.â
âWell maybe I will say it more.â I say and he chuckles, I slowly slide off the counter and walk over to him so I can lean against him.
âGetting tired?â He asks and I sigh.
âPhysically? Yes. Mentally? Not at all. Its frustrating.â I groan and he chuckles before softly rubbing circles in my back.
âGo lay down and I will bring our pancakes out.â He says and I go on my tiptoes to kiss him, I quickly deepen it and lean my body into him as I wrap my hands around his neck. His arms pull my closer and he pulls away with a smile. âDoctor said no.â He says and I scoff as I walk away, I hear him laugh as I curl up under a blanket on the couch.
âBabe?â I call out and I see him appear with the plates and milk.
âYes?â He asks as he hands me my things.
âWhat should we watch next?â I ask with a smile and he chuckles.
âHow about some MTV or something?â He asks and I nod before changing the channel, I start scarfing down the pancakes and Iâm full in no time. âSo I talked to Lou today.â
âOk.â I say blandly and I stare at the TV screen.
âBaby, look at me please.â He says and I sigh before looking at him. âHe is sorry, they both are. They want to make it up to you.â
âI just donât understand why you seem so okay with it. They verbally attacked me and youâre fine with it.â I say quietly and I divert my gaze to my fingers that are continuously tangling with each other.
âYou think Iâm okay with it?â Harry asks and I shrug. âIâm less than okay with it, Iâm fucking pissed at them. I just figured you needed someone who wasnât going to freak out.â
âNope. I wanted you to freak out so I could feel protected.â I say and he stares at me with his mouth gape. âNo! Not like that, you protect me more than I could ask for but that was just. It was personal and different. Iâm sorry, I didnât mean it like that.â I say and I feel like hitting myself because of my stupidity.
âOK.â He says quietly and I nod before grabbing my plate and walking to the kitchen to put it in the sink, I feel like doing the dishes but I know I canât. I make my way back out to the couch in a sad mood, I curl up by the arm and I pull on the blanket again. I realize how far Harry and I are away from each other and I feel horrid, I curl up tight and attempt to nurse my aching heart.
I have always hated hurting people whether it was emotional or not, I just hated it. Now I hurt the only person in my life that gave half a shit about me and I felt stupid. I stay until the end of the show before standing up and walking to the bedroom, I slide under the covers and gently rub at the aching in my wrists. I fucked it all up again and all I wanted was the blade but I felt too weak to even look around at this point, I squeeze my fingers together to get a grip on myself.
I hear the front door slam shut and I gather up enough energy to walk out of the room again, I sigh when I see his note telling me he would be back later. I curl up in a ball on the floor next to the couch, I grab my sketchbook and I start sketching. I donât even know what Iâm sketching, but I just let my body do it as I think about where Harry could have gone. I feel myself getting more and more exhausted and finally I just give in and slump over, letting darkness take me under itâs wing.
I wake up and itâs around noon, I stand slowly and walk into our bedroom to see if Harry is home yet and I see nothing. I stare at the bed for a while, just blaming myself completely for everything. I knew Louis was his friends and bros before hoes but it still hurt that Harry just stood there and watched. I feel myself slowly start to fall apart and I quickly exit the room, I lay on the couch and I flip through channels as thoughts of Harry with another girl intrude on my thoughts.
Eventually my thoughts turn to my rape, it always happened on my trip. I never told Harry about my trip because I was ashamed of it, I never stopped thinking about my rape and I wallowed in it. I thought of the rape and then I thought of him kissing another girl and that was it. I was all alone and people did try to get to know me, even befriend me but I always pushed them away. Even now all I wanted to do was push people away and I guess I finally succeeded with Harry, I finally broke him and it was all my fault. I didnât deserve him anyway, I deserved Charles. He raped me, he took me in his own way and I deserved it. Karma found me before I even did anything wrong, and now all I wanted was to be gone again. I just didnât want to be awake anymore and all I wanted to do was sleep.
I donât even know where Harry is, he could be anywhere and I donât know where he is; but it is my fault that I pushed him away so Iâm just going to deal with it. I feel my stomach growl but I ignore it as I pull my blanket on and start sketching again, I just let my brain relax as my hand moves. I pour every single emotion into the drawing as I can and eventually I find the same sweet peace in sleep.
I wake up the next morning to the door opening and banging against the wall, I see Harry walk in with bags under his eyes and chapped lips. I slowly sit up and wipe my face. âMorning.â I say softly and he nods, he makes enough coffee for himself before walking to his room and slamming the door shut. I think he forgot about my doctors appointment so I pull myself up and quickly freshen up in the guest bedroom, I grab my keys and wallet before walking downstairs. Today was the first day that I was feeling decent and I just wanted to absorb it, I walk out of the apartment and shut the door softly before walking down to my car. I canât remember the last time that I had driven my car and it was weird to pull up to the doctors in it, I get out and make my way into the patient room. I sit for a while just listening to silence before the doctor walks inside again.
âHello Ms. Demi.â He says in a cheery voice and I smile. âHarry waiting today?â
âNope, heâs at home.â I say and he slowly nods.
âSo you feeling better?â He asks and I nod. âThatâs good, Iâm happy to say you are good to go now. You can do whatever you would like but for a few days you might still get tired easily.â
âThatâs great, thank you so much for helping me.â I say and he smiles and nods. Â
âHave a great day and say hi to Harry for me.â He says and I nod before making my way back to my car, I drive to the store and get some groceries before I head back to Harry.Â

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Don't Let Me Go: Chapter 8
Once we get inside Iâm completely buzzing, Iâm so excited that I feel the adrenaline flowing freely through my veins. âWhich one first?â I ask Harry and he smiles, I canât help but notice how nervous he is. âWhatâs wrong?â
âOh nothing, I just hate roller coasters.â He mumbles and I chuckle before pulling him in for a hug.
14. fejezet
VĂ©gre pĂ©ntek van, Ă©s az elsĆ fĆsulis hetemnek is mindjĂĄrt vĂ©ge.ElĂ©gedett vagyok azzal, ahogyan ez a hĂ©t lezajlott, ma estĂ©re viszont fĂ©lreteszem a tanulĂĄst Ă©s filmkölcsönzĂ©st tervezek, mivel Steph valĂłszĂnƱleg egy buliban lesz. ElĂ©ggĂ© megkönnyĂti a helyzetemet, hogy az összes ĂłrĂĄmrĂłl megvan a tanmenet, Ăgy jĂłval elĆre feltudok rĂĄ kĂ©szĂŒlni. Fogom a tĂĄskĂĄm Ă©s korĂĄn elindulok, hogy megĂĄlljak egy kĂĄvĂ©ra, amivel extra löketet adok a napnak.
" Tessa, igaz?" Egy lĂĄny hang szĂłlal meg mögöttem, amĂg a sorban vĂĄrakozom.Megfordulva a bulirĂłl, a rĂłzsaszĂn hajĂș lĂĄnnyal talĂĄlom szembe magam. Molly, azt hiszem Steph Ăgy hĂvta Ćt.
"Ja." VĂĄlaszolok, majd visszafordulok.
"Jössz a ma esti bulira?" KĂ©rdezi. SĂłhajtok, majd ismĂ©t megfordulok, Ă©s a fejemet rĂĄzom. "Pedig kĂ©ne, elĂ©g kirĂĄly lesz." Mondja, miközben mosolyog. VĂ©kony ujjaival vĂ©gigsimĂt egy hatalmas kusza tetkĂłn, az alsĂłkarjĂĄn.
"Milyen kår, pedig tudom, hogy Zayn låtni akart téged." Mondja, és nekem muszåj nevetnem. "Mi van? Zayn tegnap végig rólad beszélt."
"KĂ©pzelem...de mĂ©g ha Ăgy is volt, nekem barĂĄtom van." MagyarĂĄzom, amitĆl neki mĂ©g nagyobb mosolyra görbĂŒl a szĂĄja.
"Milyen kĂĄr,dupla randizhattunk volna." Vigyorog, Ă©s hĂĄl' istennek a rendelĂ©sem kĂ©szen van. TĂșl gyorsan kapok a pohĂĄr utĂĄn, Ăgy a kĂĄvé egy kicsit kilöttyen, megĂ©getve a kezemet. Az orrom alatt szitkozĂłdok, majd kisĂ©tĂĄlok. Dupla randi, mĂ©gis kivel? Ć Ă©s Harry, termĂ©szetesen. FĂșj, Zayn kedves volt meg minden, de Noah szĂĄmomra minden. Nem beszĂ©ltĂŒnk valami sokat ezen a hĂ©ten, de ez csak a zsĂșfolt Ăłrarendem miatt van. KĂŒldök is neki egy gyorsÂ ĂŒzenetet, amiben leĂrom, hogy hiĂĄnyzik, majd a tanterem felé indulok.
A nap eddig remekĂŒl telt.  Liammel a könyvesboltnĂĄl talĂĄlkozunk, hogy egyĂŒtt mehessĂŒnk be irodalomra. A tĂ©glafalnak tĂĄmaszkodik, mikor odaĂ©rek, majd egy hatalmas mosollyal ĂŒdvözöl.
"Ma fĂ©l ĂłrĂĄval elĆbb elmegyek az ĂłrĂĄrĂłl, mivel hazarepĂŒlök a hĂ©tvĂ©gĂ©re." MesĂ©li.
"Ez remek." Mondom, talĂĄn valamikor nekem is haza kĂ©ne mennem hĂ©tvĂ©gĂ©re. AnyĂĄm hĂĄza csak kĂ©t ĂłrĂĄnyira van innen, de mĂ©g mindig nem vettem kocsit, Ășgyhogy ez vĂĄrat magĂĄra.
Ahogy Liam ĂgĂ©rte, Ășgy el is ment harminc perccel az Ăłra vĂ©ge elĆtt, és hirtelen leesik, hogy Harry mellettem ĂŒl. A fĆsulin oda ĂŒlhetĂŒnk,ahova csak akarunk, akĂĄr minden nap egy mĂĄsik szĂ©kbe, de Harry mindig mellĂ©m ĂŒl le, az elsĆ sorba. Tudom, hogy csak azĂ©rt csinĂĄlja, hogy engem idegesĂtsen, de egĂ©sz hĂ©ten sikerĂŒlt figyelmen kĂvĂŒl hagynom.
"A hetet Jane Austen, BĂŒszkesĂ©g Ă©s BalĂtĂ©let c. könyvĂ©nek megvitatĂĄsĂĄval fogjuk kezdeni." Jelenti be Hill professzor az Ăłra vĂ©gĂ©n. Nem tudom eltakarni ĂłriĂĄsi mosolyom, azt a novellĂĄt legalĂĄbb tĂzszer olvastam. Az egyik kedvencem.
"Hadd talĂĄljam ki, oda vagy Mr. DarcyĂ©rt." GĂșnyolĂłdik Harry, mikor kifelĂ© sĂ©tĂĄlok.
"ValĂłjĂĄban igen, szeretem." ElĂ©rjĂŒk az ĂștkeresztezĆdĂ©st, majd mindkĂ©t irĂĄnyba körĂŒlnĂ©zek, mielĆtt ĂĄtkelnĂ©k az Ășton.
"Håt persze, hogy szereted." Nevetve jön utånam.
"Biztos vagyok abban, hogy képtelen vagy megérteni Mr. Darcy vonzerejét." Gondolatban arra a hatalmas novella gyƱjteményre gondolok, ami Harry szobåjåban voltak. Azok nem lehetnek az övéi, vagy mégis?
"Egy goromba Ă©s kibĂrhatatlan hapsi egy romantikus hĆsnek beĂĄllĂtva? NevetsĂ©ges. Ha Elizabethnek egy csepp esze lett volna, meg mondta volna neki, hogy hĂșzzon a francba."
Nevetnem kell a szĂłhasznĂĄlat, de letakarom a szĂĄmat, hogy leĂĄllĂtsam magam. IgazĂĄbĂłl nagyon is Ă©lvezem vele a heccelĆdĂ©st, de ez csak egy kis ideig tartana el, percekig, ha szerencsĂ©m van, egĂ©szen addig, amĂg hozzĂĄm nem vĂĄg valami bĂĄntĂł megjegyzĂ©st. GödröcskĂ©s mosoly villan fel az arcĂĄn, Ă©s nem tudok mit tenni, csodĂĄlni kezdem a kĂŒlsejĂ©t. A piercingekkel, meg mindennel.
"TehĂĄt egyetĂ©rtesz, hogy Elizabeth egy idiĂłta?" HĂșzza fel a szemöldökĂ©t.
"Nem, Ć az egyik legerĆsebb, Ă©s legösszetettebb karakter, akirĆl valaha Ărtak." VĂ©dekezem. Erre Ć Ășjra nevetni kezd, Ă©s Ă©n is csatlakozom hozzĂĄ. Valami ĂĄtsuhan a tekintetĂ©n, mire abbahagyja a nevetĂ©st.
"KĂ©sĆbb talĂĄlkozunk Theresa." Mondja, majd sarkon fordul.Mi ĂŒtött belĂ©? MielĆtt nekiĂĄllhatnĂ©k analizĂĄlni a viselkedĂ©sĂ©t, megcsörren a telefonom. Noah az. Egy furcsa bƱntudatos Ă©rzĂ©s tör rĂĄm, amikor felveszem.
"Hello Tess, Ă©pp vissza akartam Ărni, de gondoltam akkor mĂĄr fel is hĂvhatlak." Noah hangja zilĂĄltnak tƱnik.
"Mit csinålsz? Elfoglaltnak tƱnsz."
"Nem, csak talålkozom néhåny haverral a grillben." Magyaråzza.
"OkĂ©, akkor nem tartalak föl. Annyira örĂŒlök, hogy pĂ©ntek van. JĂłl jön a hĂ©tvĂ©ge."
"Megint elmĂ©sz egy buliba? Az anyukĂĄd mĂ©g mindig csalĂłdott." MiĂ©rt emlĂtette meg anyĂĄmnak? ImĂĄdom, hogy ilyen közel ĂĄllnak anyĂĄmmal, de nĂ©ha az, hogy randizok vele, olyan mintha lenne egy idegesĂtĆ kisöcsĂ©m, aki folyamatosan beĂĄrul. Most Ă©ppen egy testvĂ©rhez hasonlĂtottam Ćt? HosszĂș hĂ©t volt ez.
"Nem, nem megyek bulizni. HiĂĄnyzol."
"Te is hiĂĄnyzol, Tess. Nagyon. HĂvj fel kĂ©sĆbb, okĂ©?"
RĂĄbĂłlintottam, majd egy "Szeretlek"-kel elköszöntĂŒnk egymĂĄstĂłl, és letettĂŒk.
Amikor visszaĂ©rek a szobĂĄba, Steph mĂĄr a bulira kĂ©szĂŒlĆdik, feltĂ©telezem ez is HarrynĂ©l lesz. Bejelentkezem a Netflix-re, majd a filmek között keresgĂ©lve prĂłbĂĄlok dönteni, melyiket nĂ©zzem meg ma.
"Olyan jĂł lenne, ha jönnĂ©l, ĂgĂ©rem ezĂșttal nem maradunk. Csak gyere egy kis idĆre. Filmet nĂ©zni egyedĂŒl, ebben a kis szobĂĄban, olyan szĂĄnalmasan hangzik!" Nyafog, mire nevetni kezdek. Folytatja a könyörgĂ©st, mĂg a hajĂĄt igazgatja, Ă©s hĂĄrom kĂŒlönbözĆ ruhĂĄba bĂșjik bele.VĂ©gĂŒl egy kis fehĂ©r ruha mellett dönt, ami elĂ©g keveset hagy a fantĂĄziĂĄra. Be kell ismernem a fehĂ©r szĂn meglehetĆsen jĂłl mutat a vilĂĄgos vörös hajĂĄhoz. Irigylem a magabiztossĂĄgĂĄt. Tudom, hogy megfelelĆ testalkatom van,kellĆ domborulatokkal, de egyszerƱen nem Ă©rzem olyan magam olyan kĂ©nyelmesen a bĆrömben, ahogyan Ć. InkĂĄbb nagyobb mĂ©retƱ ruhĂĄkkal eltakarom hatalmas melleimet, mĂg Ć prĂłbĂĄlja felhĂvni rĂĄ a lehetĆ legjobban a figyelmet.
"Tudom, Ă©n csak...ajj! Mi a fene?" Ăvöltöm a laptopom kĂ©pernyĆjĂ©re, ami most mĂĄr teljesen fekete. PrĂłbĂĄlom ki-Ă©s bekapcsolni, de csak fekete marad.
"Ez egy jel, hogy el kell jönnöd. A laptopom Niall szobĂĄjĂĄban van, Ășgyhogy nem tudod hasznĂĄlni." Vigyorog Ă©s Ășjra összeborzolja a hajĂĄt. TĂ©nyleg nem akarok itt ĂŒlni egyedĂŒl Ășgy, hogy semmit sem csinĂĄlok vagy nĂ©zek.
"Rendben, de eljövĂŒnk Ă©jfĂ©l elĆtt." Morgok, mire fel-Ă©s le ugrĂĄlni kezd, összeĂŒtve a kĂ©t kezĂ©t.
13. fejezet
A hĂ©tvĂ©ge többi rĂ©sze elĂ©g hamar elmegy Ă©s szerencsĂ©re valahogy sikerĂŒl Harryt elkerĂŒlnöm. Biztosra vettem, hogy mĂ©g azelĆtt elmenjek a boltba, mielĆtt Harry ideĂ©r, Ă©s addig elmaradjak, amĂg el nem megy. Az Ășj ruhĂĄk, amiket vettem teljesen kitöltik a kis ruhĂĄsszekrĂ©nyemet. Amint bepakolom Ćket, Harry ellenszenves hangja hangzik fel a fejemben, amint ezt mondja: " Ugye tudod, hogy buliba megyĂŒnk Ă©s nem templomba." Ă©s valĂłszĂnƱleg Ășjra meg is teszi, ha Ă©szreveszi az Ășj ruhĂĄkat. ElhatĂĄroztam, hogy többet nem megyek bulizni Steph-fel, vagy bĂĄrhova, ahol Harry ott lehet. EgyĂĄltalĂĄn nem jĂł vele lenni Ă©s szellemileg is teljesen lefĂĄraszt.
Most hĂ©tfĆ reggel van, az elsĆ Â tanĂtĂĄsi napom a fĆiskolĂĄn Ă©s nem is lehetnĂ©k ennĂ©l felkĂ©szĂŒltebb. Extra korĂĄn keltem föl, hogy biztosan le tudjak fĂŒrdeni Ă©s elkĂ©szĂŒlni. A gombos ingem Ă©s rakott szoknyĂĄm tökĂ©letesen kivannak vasalva Ă©s csak arra vĂĄrnak, hogy felvegyem Ćket. Ăgy tervezem, hogy hamar elindulok, Ăgy legalĂĄbb tizenöt perccel elĆbb beĂ©rek, Ăgy biztosan nem fogok elkĂ©sni Steph Ă©bresztĆ ĂłrĂĄja is csengeni kezd, de Ć csak rĂĄcsap a szundi mĂłdra. FelĂ©bresszem? TalĂĄn kĂ©sĆbb kezdĆdnek az ĂłrĂĄi, mint az enyĂ©mek, vagy lehet be sem akar menni. A gondolat, hogy kihagyjam az elsĆ nap az ĂłrĂĄkat, kikĂ©szĂt, de vĂ©gĂŒl is Ć mĂĄsodĂ©ves, Ăgy talĂĄn tudja kezelni a dolgot. VĂ©gre, itt az idĆ, hogy felöltözzek Ă©s induljak.Fel is öltözök, ellenĆröm a hajam, majd a tĂĄskĂĄt a vĂĄllamra veszem. Egy utolsĂł pillantĂĄs a tĂŒkörben, Ă©s mĂĄr megyek is az elsĆ órĂĄra. ĂrĂŒlök, hogy mĂĄr ĂĄtnĂ©ztem a kollĂ©gium tĂ©rkĂ©pĂ©t, mert Ăgy könnyebben megtalĂĄlom a termeket. Amikor besĂ©tĂĄlok az elsĆĂ©ves törtĂ©nelem ĂłrĂĄra a terem szinte ĂŒres, csak egy ember ĂŒcsörög bent.
A mellette lĂ©vĆ helyet vĂĄlasztom, egyĂ©rtelmƱen szeret idĆben lenni. Pont, mint Ă©n.
"Hol vannak a többiek?" KĂ©rdezem, mire Ć mosolyogni kezd. Nagyon aranyos mosolya van.
"ValĂłszĂnƱ ĂĄtrohanjĂĄk a sulit, hogy ideĂ©rjenek idĆben." Nevet, Ă©s Ă©n azonnal megkedvelem. Pontosan ezt mondtam volna Ă©n is.
"Tessa Young vagyok." Mutatkozom be, miközben kedvesen råmosolygok.
"Liam Payne." Mondja egy ugyanolyan Ă©des mosoly kĂsĂ©retĂ©ben, mint az elsĆ volt. Az Ăłra kezdetĂ©ig folytatjuk a beszĂ©lgetĂ©st, mindketten angol szakosok vagyunk, Ă©s neki van egy barĂĄtnĆje otthon, Danielle. ĂrĂŒlök, hogy mellĂ© ĂŒltem le. Az osztĂĄly is beszĂĄllingĂłzik, majd Ă©n Ă©s Liam be is mutatkozunk a professzornak
Ahogy a nap telik, kezdem megbĂĄnni, hogy öt ĂłrĂĄt vettem föl nĂ©gy helyett. Irodalom ĂłrĂĄra sietek, Ă©s Ă©pphogy idĆben beĂ©rek. HĂĄl' az égnek ez az utolsĂł ĂłrĂĄm ezen a napon. MegkönnyebbĂŒlök, amikor meglĂĄtom Liamet az elsĆ sorban, a mellette lĂ©vĆ hely is ĂŒres. "Hello ismĂ©t." Mosolyog, mikor elhelyezkedem mellette.
A professzor elkezdi az ĂłrĂĄt, kiadja az erre fĂ©lĂ©vre vonatkozó tantervet, majd mesĂ©lni kezd magĂĄrĂłl. Annyira boldog vagyok, hogy a fĆsuli teljesen mĂĄs, mint a gimnĂĄzium, a professzorok nem kĂ©nyszerĂtenek, hogy ĂĄllj ki az osztĂĄly elĂ© Ă©s mutatkozz be vagy bĂĄrmilyen mĂĄs kellemetlen Ă©s fölösleges dolgot csinĂĄlj.
AjtĂłnyitĂĄs szakĂtja fĂ©lbe a professzor magyarĂĄzatĂĄt az olvasĂĄsi listĂĄnkrĂłl, mire nekem leesik az ĂĄllam. Persze, Ă©ppen mikor azt hittem, hogy jĂł napom van, betoppan Harry. "Ajj." Mormogom az orrom alatt, mire Liam nevetni kezd.
"Ismered Harry Stylest?" KĂ©rdezi. Harrynek minden bizonnyal megvan a hĂre az egĂ©sz fĆsuliban, ha egy ilyen kedves srĂĄc, mint Liam is ismeri.
"Valahogy Ășgy, a szobatĂĄrsam a barĂĄtja. Egy seggfej." Suttogom. Harry tekintete összekapcsolĂłdik az enyĂ©mmel,Ă©s aggĂłdom, lehet meghallott engem. ĆszintĂ©n nem Ă©rdekel, ha mĂ©gis, nem mintha nem lenne tudatĂĄban, hogy egy barom. Viszont Ă©rdekelni kezd, hogy vajon Liam mit gondolhat rĂłla, ezĂ©rt muszĂĄj megkĂ©rdeznem. "Te ismered?"
"Ja..Ć a.." Abbahagyja, majd szemeivel mögĂ©m tekint. FelnĂ©zek Ă©s lĂĄtom, hogy Harry mellĂ©m csĂșszik be. Liam az Ăłra tovĂĄbbi rĂ©szĂ©ben csöndben marad.
"Ennyi volt måra, szerdånként talålkozunk." Hill professzor elköszön, majd otthagy minket.
"Azt hiszem ez lesz a kedvenc óråm." Mondom, amivel Liam is egyetért. Döbbent lesz arca, ezért megfordulok, Harryt låtom mellénk sétålni.
"Mit akarsz Harry?" KĂ©rdezem, megkĂłstoltatva vele a sajĂĄt fĆztjĂ©t. De nem vĂĄlik be, mivel elĂ©ggĂ© szĂłrakoztatja a dolog.
"Semmit. Annyira örĂŒlök, hogy van egy közös ĂłrĂĄnk." GĂșnyolĂłdik, majd beletĂșr a hajĂĄba, megrĂĄzza, majd föltƱri a feje tetejĂ©re.
"Majd kĂ©sĆbb lĂĄtlak, Tessa." Köszön el Liam. Harryre nĂ©z mĂ©g egyszer, majd elsĂ©tĂĄl a mĂĄsik irĂĄnyba.
"SikerĂŒlt  legbĂ©nĂĄbb gyerekkel összebarĂĄtkoznod az osztĂĄlybĂłl."
"Ne mond ezt rĂłla, Ć aranyos Ă©s kedves. Nem Ășgy, mint te." Meg vagyok lepve a durva szavakon, amiket hozzĂĄ vĂĄgtam. ValĂłban kihozza belĆlem a legrosszabbat.
"Minden alkalommal egyre båtrabb vagy, ahogy talålkozunk, Theresa."
"Ha mĂ©g egyszer TheresĂĄnak hĂvsz.." Figyelmeztetem Ă©s Ć nevetni kezd. PrĂłbĂĄlom Ćt elkĂ©pzelni a tetkĂłi Ă©s piercingjei nĂ©lkĂŒl, igazĂĄbĂłl nagyon is vonzĂł, de a szemĂ©lyisĂ©ge elrontja Ćt.
"Ne bĂĄmulj!" Mondja, majd sarkon fordul, Ă©s eltƱnik, mielĆtt visszaszĂłlhatnĂ©k.