Finally Found You

Chapter 26

After a couple of minutes of cleaning my mascara, tear stained cheeks, I walked out of the bathroom, hoping no one would notice I was sobbing. "Hey Jess!" Eleanor cheerfully called out.

Great.

"Um hey." I looked away but she quickly saw my eyes. "Were you crying?" She comes closer to me. I slightly nodded my head yes.

"Aw what's wrong?" She pulled me in for a friendly hug. "I'm just being selfish that's all." I sighed, trying not to let the tears come back. She raised an eyebrow, her eyes examining my own. "I doubt that." She smiled. "Now tell me." She added and motioned toward a bench.

I explained everything that had happened while she intently listened. I never thought that out of all the girls, I would trust Eleanor the most. She was down to Earth and funny, yet she was a good listener and I loved having a friend like her.

After explaining, she sat there, probably thinking I am a bad friend for helping Eva get with Harry when I knew I liked him. "There's only one thing to do Jess." El concluded.

"Yeah, stay away and let Harry and Eva be happy." I replied and ran a hand through my hair.

"Don't be silly!" She giggled. I looked at her, amused. "You need to tell him everything." She added and proudly smiled. "What! No I couldn't that would ru-" I started saying. "You just need to come clean and tell him how you feel. He should know." Eleanor interrupted.

"And then what?" I asked. "Then if he feels the same then you two will live happily ever after and have little Jarry babies!" She clapped her hands together and started laughing. I couldn't help but let out a laugh at her idea.

"Now you're being silly!" I giggled. "And what's Jarry?" I raised an eyebrow. "It's the pet name I just made for you two. Harry and Jessica. Isn't it perfect?" She smiled, showing her pearly whites.

"You're mad." I smiled. "But what if he says he doesn't feel the same?"

"Well then at least you let him know how you feel. I doubt he only likes you as a friend though." She replied.

I sure hope so.

"So when should I tell him?" I asked as I stood up. "Just tell him tomorrow after the game when he gets done playing." She suggested and stood up as well. "Okay." I nervously said. "Don't worry Jess, it's going to be fine." She takes a look at her phone screen.

"I have to go back to class now. They are going to wonder where I have been." She said as she put her phone back in her pocket. "Same here." I said.

We said our goodbyes and went our seperate ways to our classes.

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I had stayed quiet in my classes until school let out for the day. Harry and I didn't speak either. It wasn't that I didn't want to talk to him, I just wasn't sure of what to say until tomorrow.

I drove home within a couple of minutes and immediately walked into the kitchen, grabbing an apple. "Hey how was school?" My mom asks as she walks in from the front doot entrance. "It was um okay I guess. Why are you home so early?" I asked as I began to open up a bottle of water.

"Well..." My mom started. "Well what?" I asked, clearly confused. I plopped a slice of apple into my mouth, this can't be good.

"Were moving back to America."

I started choking on my apple at her words, shocked. "Were what!?" I almost shouted. "But we just moved back here! Literally!" I argued. "I know, but theres another job opportunity for your father over there and you could go to college in the U.S.A and -" She tried to reason with me.

"No." I blurted out and began to leave the kitchen. "I am finally adjusting to life back over here and I have new friends. I can't just pick up and leave." I sigh.

"I'm sorry, hun. But I am afraid you don't have a choice. We are leaving for California on Monday." She replied. This could not be happening. "Thats only in a couple of days." I felt my eyes water.

"It's going to be okay, you can still invite Harry and your new friends to come visit you." She gave me a small smile.

Oh yeah, Harry..

I didn't bother to argue back, I just headed straight to my room. "Jess, please don't be angry." I heard her call out from the kitchen. I closed my door and plopped onto my bed.

Could this day get any worse