Somewhere, Someday

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Song of the chapter: Fool For You by Zayn

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"This love is tainted, I need you and I hate it. You're caught between a dream and a movie scene. In a way, you know what I mean. When the darts just miss, I just can't resist it. Cause I'm a fool for you and the things you do."

I stood by the window for a while after Harry had walked off back to Professor Hardy's room. I was left alone with my thoughts, them battling each other in my head. Somehow, I didn't know exactly what I wanted anymore, if letting go was ultimately the right choice.

Letting Harry be free was the right choice, I didn't want him to feel like anything was his fault anymore. That any pain inflicted upon me would come from my own doing, and not Harry's.

Maybe someday, there will be another love out there for Harry that will make him even happier than I could. My heart is telling me that it's practically impossible Harry will ever find someone new. But my mind is telling me to decide the way for myself, instead of letting it rely on someone else.

I haven't even told Clair yet, but I already know she'll be heartbroken that I've decided to end any and all ties with Harry. Recently, she's been pushing the idea of Harry and I together, happy at last. Sadly, not all romances can be as perfect and beautiful as a fairytale.

Louis and Clair almost look like a movie couple, coming right out of one the sappiest scenes in the entire thing. They're happy though, and Louis treats Clair as she should be treated. I can almost admit I'm a little jealous, but I'd never say it out loud, in fear of feeling idiotic.

The sun had set a few minutes ago, leaving me to just stare out at the darkening sky. I should probably meet up with everyone else again, I didn't really feel the desire to be alone anymore.

I start making my way through the hospital and back to where Professor Hardy was staying. Louis and Clair were still surprisingly there, sitting in the waiting room, Clair probably just waiting for me.

Clair gets up from her seat when she sees me shuffling in. "You okay?" She asks, while pulling me in for a hug. Part of me is guessing that she knows Harry and I discussed something earlier, most likely because Harry looks crushed.

"I'll be fine, trust me." Clair sits beside me, leaving Louis to sit alone across from us. "How's professor Hardy?" I ask, suddenly remembering why we're all actually here.

"The poor thing was just dehydrated and exhausted. He collapsed from low energy." I nod my head taking in the information. I'm partially glad it wasn't anything more serious, but Professor Hardy also didn't deserve what had happened.

My eyes survey around the room, trying to search for a mop of brown curls. "Where Harry?" I finally ask, letting my curiosity get the best of me.

"He's with Professor Hardy. He woke up about fifteen minutes ago." I was contemplating on visiting his room, just because Harry and I aren't on the best of terms right now, but when are we ever?

"I think I'll go visit the room, I'll be back." I get up from my seat, starting to make my way over to Hardy's room. Hopefully Harry and I won't have thick tension between us, but I'm betting it will only be awkward.

The hallways were filled with nurses hurrying around, and patients being wheeled off to different areas of the hospital. I distinctly remember Clair telling me that Hardy's room was the last door down the hallway.