The Spark

Harry simply feels like the spark is gone. That's exactly what he tells Maria, shattering her heart. But when she shows up back into his life later will he be reminded of the reasons he once loved her? Or will her fiancé stand in his way?


33. Slowly breaking



    Me and Harry decided to leave the Bahamas and head to Ireland. I felt bad about not seeing my parents this year and neither of us wanted to stay in the house much longer. I just felt like maybe Harry wasn't going to survive the day of traveling. He hasn't come out of his room since Maria left out the door without a word of explanation. He hasn't even ate yet. Half of yesterday, all night, and half of today. Our flight left in two hours. I worried so much for him. My mom would ask questions like "What's wrong with Harry?" Or "Do I need to call his mother?" Today was Christmas Eve, he should be excited and happy. I knocked on his bedroom door and there was no answer. I knocked again , loudly and urgently. I heard the lock twist on the other side and the door slowly cracked open. Harry was already turning around to go sit back in bed by the time I stepped a foot into his room. "How are you doing?" I knew it was a stupid question but I wanted him to know I was concerned. "I'm fine. Just finished talking to Louis. Make sure you wish him a happy birthday." His voice was monotone, dead. Not Harry-like at all. "I will don't worry. I just wanted to come see if you were ready. We leave soon." He sat on the edge of his bed, head hanging down. Then he looked at me and a weak smile appeared on his lips. I saw his face for the first time since I entered the room. He was clearly tired and stressed. Bags so visible underneath his eyes and the white around the pupils read from crying.  " I'm so ready to get out of here." Harry tried to sound gleeful , I almost wished he would have sounded happy. So I wouldn't have to try and address him about the problem. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you Harry. It was a shit thing for me to do." He just shrugged , moving his eye contact away from me. "Maria is manipulative, she made you think you owed her that much. Owed her to keep that secret from me. It's not you I'm mad at." I just nodded. I should have said that I voluntarily encouraged Maria and that she really did love him the whole time ,for all that I know. I should have told him the truth and nothing but the truth. Instead I nodded and left the room. Simply because I knew he wouldn't want to talk about it. Even more than he would want to hear the truth. Harry is my friend. 

And  I could see this was slowly breaking him

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