When my dad left, I turned and walked to the bus taking people back to our houses. There wasn't many people on the bus since most people were going out with their families and celebrating. I wasn't I wanted my dad to go out and meet new people since he was only in town for a few weeks. I am going to see him for lunch or something this week anyways.
I arrived back at the house at 9:30 and headed straight for my room. When I got to my room I didn't even bother to turn on the light. I just headed straight for my bed and immediately laid down.
"Do you always just come in and lay down?" a firmiliar voice said.
I immediately sat up and looked around the room. I saw a tall figure standing near the door. "Who's there?"
The tall figure flipped on the lights and there, standing in front of my door, stood Harry.
"Harry? W-what are you doing here?" I stuttered.
He didn't reply just crossed his arm and looked at his feet.
"Harry?" I asked again.
He looked up and walked over to the edge of my bed and sat down, "I want you to believe me, Juno. When I said I was sorry, I really meant it."
"But why are you in my room?"
"I just wanted to tell you that I meant what I said." he said again looking up at me.
"Harry, please get out..." I said looking down at my hands.
"Harry, you are my mentor. You judge my singing- and me. Even if you are truly sorry, there is nothing between us. We never even speak and we have no real reason to unless it's about the performances-"
"I wanna change that..."
"Juno, you are different and I like that about you and-"
"So, you 'like' me because I am different? That is such a generic reason."
"I'm not gonna get angry and snap. I realized that, that has done nothing in the past."
I sighed, "Okay, fine."
"What do you mean?"
"You say you want me to believe that you are sorry, so prove it."
"What do you mean?"
"I don't know? I am tired, Harry. Can I please just go to bed? Besides how do you think this is gonna look? You walking out of my temporary house for the show?"
"I don't care-"
"Well, I do. I already have everybody in their right mind hating me cause I'm different. Now, please, get out."
"Will you have lunch with me tomorrow?"
"Is that even allowed?"
"There is no rule saying it isn't?"
"Are you really asking me this? Now?"
"Will you answer the question?"
"Okay, I will pick you up tomorrow at 12."
"Why so early?"
"See you then." He said as he got up and walked out.
I wonder how much crap I am gonna get for this...