Addalie’s POV
Harry’s coming over.
That’s all I could think about. Blair told me just a minute ago that Niall said he was worried and he was coming.
How do I look? I’ve been crying all day and huddled under a sea of blankets. I probably looked completely terrible.
I jumped up and ran to the bathroom to check my appearance, and on my way I heard Blair laughing at me. I didn’t care; she knew everything anyways.
I looked at my reflection in the mirror and groaned. “Ugh, why?!” I asked myself as I saw my awful appearance. My hair was knotted and in a mess, all my makeup was smeared and my clothes were wrinkled.
I didn’t waste time. I quickly washed my face and only reapplied mascara, then pulled my hair into a messy bun. I hurried to my room and grabbed a comfy sweater and pulled it over my head, covering my gross t-shirt.
Good enough. I thought as I looked at myself in my bedroom mirror.
Why did I really even care that much? Maybe it would have been a good thing for Harry to see me at my worst, and see what he’d done to me. No, then I’d just look pathetic and needy.
My thoughts were interrupted when I heard Blair opening the front door, and then Harry’s voice filled the apartment.
“Where’s Addalie?” He asked immediately.
“She’s in her bedroom…you alright?” Blair asked in return.
I left my bedroom and entered the hallway that they were standing in.
“I’m fine, I just want to make sure…” His sentence trailed off when he noticed me standing there.
“Hey.” He said.
“Hi.” I replied, my voice faltering slightly.
An awkward silence lingered before Blair said, “Okay, well you two probably want to be alone. I’ll be in the kitchen.” and then she walked away.
I stared at the floor, unable to find anything to say at the moment. Thankfully, Harry initiated the conversation.
“I wanted to make sure you were ok.” He said shyly.
I nodded at the ground. “I’ll survive.” I responded.
“I don’t want you to just ‘survive’, I want you to be ok.” He said taking a step towards me.
A noise came from the kitchen and it sounded like Blair made the mistake of opening my cupboard and letting all my plastic cups fall onto the counter. I did my best to hold back a laugh.
“Can I talk to you now?” He asked, sounding slightly urgent.
I nodded and turned back into my bedroom, and heard him follow me in and close the door.
I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room and waited for him to speak. All of a sudden I wasn’t feeling so brave or confident. I could feel myself slowly building a wall. I had gone to far the last time he was here and almost pushed him away. There was no way that I was going to let that happen again. I could keep my hands to myself this time.
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قصص الهواةThey say you don't know what you have until you've lost it. Addalie didn't know what she didn't have until she found it. She thought she knew what love was until a stranger proved there was more to it than she believed. Even though love works fast...
