Set Free // HS ✓

Forty-Three.

From: Harry

For your eyes only, I'll show you my heart

For when you're lonely and forget who you are

I'm missing half of me when we're apart <<<

Now you know me, for your eyes only

For your eyes only

My knees literally go weak as I read those beautiful words. Before I can even think of a reply, he messages me again.

From: Harry

I've got scars even though they can't always be seen

And pain gets hard, but now you're here, and I don't feel a thing

Pay attention, I hope that you listen 'cause I let my guard down

Right now I'm completely defenseless

To: Harry

😍😍😍😍 You melt me.

From: Harry

Maybe later I can serenade you in person ;)

But sincerely, I hope everything goes okay with your family. Don't forget that mum and Gem will come by in about an hour for our last hoorah. I'll see you at the bowling alley.

I let out a shaky breath when he mentions the word family.

Today is my Seb's sixth birthday, and according to Violet, he begged dad to let him Skype with me. Shockingly enough, he agreed... under the conditions that Violet 'supervises' and only for twenty minutes.

But I'll take what I can get. I miss him so much.

The notification that they're calling pops up on the screen, and I quickly accepted.

"Hi, sissy!"

I can't help but sniffle when I see my baby brother that I've missed so much. Violet, who is seated beside him, gives me a quick wave to which I return.

"Hey, Bubba! Happy birthday!"

"Where are you?" He asks, curiously peeking at the background.

"I'm in Australia, but only for one more day. I'm going to Japan tomorrow, though."

Violet smiles at him knowingly, "Isn't that neat? You just learned all about Japan in school."

"It'd be a lot cooler if she was here, though," He turns to me, "I miss you."

"I miss you, too. So so so much. Are you having a good birthday so far?"

His mood instantly shifts as he tells me all about his birthday. His party was Veggie Tales themed, and I have to hold in my laughter when he talks about how he has a stuffed Larry the cucumber.

"Oh! Mama made my favorite cake. Do you remember?"

"Hmm, red velvet?"

"Yeah! But let me tell you a secret," He whispers, "yours tastes better."

"Sebastien!" Violet and I both hiss.

"What? I'm not going to lie. It's not my fault that sissy's a better cook."

"Yes, it's important always to tell the truth, but sometimes the truth is best left unsaid," Violet lectures him, and he just brushes her off.

"Anyway, what all did you get? Any good presents?"