"It was really hard to talk about, it was hard to wake up every single day to find myself, fighting from my own mind. I wanted to give up. I tried to give up. Nearly succeeded...
There came an annoying stranger, who held my hand told me that it's ok...
I and Grace laughed together at Louis being a little short.
Within few minutes my phone vibrated and I took it out. It was a missed call from Niall.
I decided to call him back
"Hello" he answers through the phone.
"Hi"
"Where are you Harry?" he asked.
"Um I'm with a friend right now, why?"
"Oh okay, we all were thinking of going to a pub, I thought I'd let you know. Do you wanna come? You can bring your friend if you want to.."
"Um I would love to but no sorry."
"Okay then, see ya'"
"Bye" I replied and hung up the call.
"It was my friend" I looked at Grace.
She just nodded in response.
"I'm starving" she said placing her hand on her stomach.
"Um, to be honest me too" I laughed.
"I'll can make some noodles, if you want.."
"Um sure, I'll help" I insist
"No its fine you just stay right here"
"Um, are you sure?" I raised my eyebrows.
"Yeah" she nodded.
Grace's pov:
I started boiling water on a medium flame and stood right there for few mintued.
"Grace" Harry walked into the kitchen.
"Yeah" I asked looking at him.
"Where's the washroom" he asked.
"Um upstairs on the left" I said.
"Oh okay" he left the kitchen. I could hear his boots tapping against the wooden stairs.
After few minutes I added the hot water into the cup with some cheese as toppings. I placed it on the tray and walked out of the kitchen.
"Harry here is.." I looked at the sofa and found it empty.
"Harry?"
I placed the tray on the table carefully and walked upstairs.
"Harry?"
"Yeah" he answered from my room.
I turned around to see him sitting on my bed with a book. I walked towards him and saw the book.
He looked up to meet those green eyes with mine- "All my heart is yours, it belongs to you; and with you it would remain, were fate to exile the rest of me from your presence forever"
I looked at him with a neutral face-"Jane Eyre" he said in a soft voice.
"Charlotte Bronte" I mumbled.
He just smiled. We stared at each other in an odd way. Our glances battling each other until Harry leaned in and whispered in my ear- "I'm still hungry".
"Um its...uhm..its..um... downstairs" I stuttered.
He placed the book back on the shelf and walked away.
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