A normal day? I wish for nothing more than that. At the moment, my life is a single shard pile that I have to walk barefoot over. With each step, the cuts become deeper and yet the pain fades. That's how it will be, my future...
I go further and so...
"Hey" didn't get More over my lips anymore. I was waiting for an answer, but he was certainly waiting for another sign. „Um, hey, this is Emery. Harry?" I said trembling in my phone. A short "hey" came back and we were both silent. I laughed quietly, we both certainly felt a bit stupid because we had both forgotten how to talk in a short time. I had so many questions and yet I didn't know what to start with. "Where did you get my number from?"
I asked a little serious, Harry styles couldn't just stalk my number and call me. „Em, you can be found on the Internet. I just had to look for your name and besides, you haven't changed your number Since you where 15" he laughed, my heart made a jump. Did he really have my number with him all these years? „Yes, you're right, I'm sorry." I replied. Again, it became silent, no one really knew how to continue. "Yes, so um... thank you for calling. I really need to go now," I said and tried to break the unpleasant silence. "Okay, then... see you soon," Harry said and hung up, I jumped up from the ground, and was happy like a little child who had just got a bag of gummy bears. I pressed my cell phone firmly against my heart, all the pain was forgotten for a short moment until reality caught up with me. Steve wrote to me and apologised for his behaviour from before, I didn't want to answer, not now that I was happy for a second.
I unlocked my cell phone and turned on loud music, "this love" by Taylor Swift played in my ears and I sang out loud, nobody could hear me here after all. I looked at my cell phone again, I had to write to Harry. But what? I saved it under "H". I went to the chat and thought for a long time about what I could write. "Hey, here's em," I typed and moved my finger over the „send" Button. Maybe I should wait, not that he is annoyed by me. So I deleted the message when suddenly an "online" followed by a "writes..." popped up. I left the chat as quickly as possible and waited for the so familiar 'ping' of my iPhone. Then it finally sounded. I went crazy and hardly dared to look at what he had written. When I finally got the courage, I looked at my display "hey, sorry if I scared you with my call. That was not my intention. it was nice to hear you again" and again this beautiful tingling in my stomach. I don't answer directly but first looked for the way home, just before my house I stopped. "Yes, Thank you for calling:)" I answered and put my cell phone in my pocket, Steve should finally not notice any of this. I'm sure he wouldn't cope so well.
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