I opened the door and saw his car. I took a deep breath, grabbed my bags and got in. Anne wasin the kitchen with Harry.
"Hey! Alyssa! Nice to see you! It's been a while!" Anne said, coming up to me and hugging me. I faked a smile.
"Yeah, a while." I whispered for myself. I turned around and Harry's eyes crossed mine,
"Hi, Harry." My smile faded and I got in my room. Once I unpacked my things, I got back to the living room. Harry was sitting there alone.
"Where are the others?" I asked.
"Outside" He answered. "I was waiting for you."
"Well you can leave now." I said sharply.
"Lily, forgive me..." He started.
"Don't call me like this anymore." I cut him. He sighed.
"Listen, I know you're mad at me but... I'm really sorry, everything had gone so fast!" He said.
"Fast enough so you forget about everyone?" I held back my tears. "I called you an entire month, Harry. Everyday. I was waiting, hoping you'd answer. But I realized that fame was more important for you. So I let go" I said, my voice breaking. I felt the tears fill up my eyes.
"I told you I was sorry! Can we please forget about this? I'm here now." He said. He got closer, trying to hug me. I pushed him.
"You think you can just say I'm sorry and start over? It's not like this in real life, Harry! Maybe it works in your songs, but not with me. You think everything will be okay after two years without calling or giving news?" I screamed, tears falling down my cheek. "It's not that easy, Harry." I added. I turned around and ran in my room, slammed the door and threw myself on the bed. I cried, my face burried in the pillows, during at least an hour.
He called me Lily. It was his own nickname. He was the only one who called me like this, and still no one else had since he's gone. But this was before. When we were friends. When I was important to his eyes. Seems like things had change. Honestly, what was he thinking? That I would see him, jumps in his arms and be so happy? Really? I heard a knock on my door.
"Go away!" I screamed, throwing a pillow on the door.
"please, Alyssa... I,m sorry. Let me in." Harry said. His voice was shaking.
"Why? Don't you think you did enough for tonight?"
"Just listen to me. I'll leave you alone after." he begged me. I took my time to answer.
"It's not locked." I said after a little while. He opened the door as i got up and sat. He sat on the other side of the bed. His eyes were red and he was looking at the floor.
"Have you... Have you cried?" I asked. He looked up at me.
"Yes. Yes, I cried. Because of you. Because you don't want to forgive me. I tried, Aly, I tried to call you, to join you. But there was always something and... I couldn't. I missed you. so much, But there was nothing I could do... It was hard to call my mom, imagine someone else!" He said. A tear rolled down his cheek.
"It's been so hard, Harry. You were miles away and... After a month, I tried to forget you. But there was always something, someone to remind me. You were everywhere. At the park, where we skated. In a street, a boy running after a girl and tickling her, like you did to me. I was crying in my bed every nights, thinking of you." I couldn't say more, cause my voice broke and tears streamed down my face.
"Stop crying Li.. Aly. I'm here now, and I'll do my very best to try to get the past two years back." He whispered, slowly hugging me, unsure. I shoved my head on his chest and cried. We stayed like this maybe five minutes.
"Will you forgive me?" He whispered when we pulled away.
"I don't know, Harry. Many parts are broken" I whispered back.
"I can mend your broken parts..." He sang.
"Oh no! No singing with me okay?" I said, joking.
"Okay, okay!" He laughed a little. He got up and walked to the door.
"Goodnight Alyssa" he said, turning around and smiling at me.
"Goodnight Harry" I said, smiling back. He opened the door and closed it behind him. I changed my self and slid under the sheets, crying until I fell asleep.