Equal Ice

I’m a performer, but I don’t act on a regular stage. I dress up in costumes, but I don’t play a character. My stage isn’t one in a theater; it’s clean slick ice at a rink. I don’t play a character, I’m just myself. Sometimes on the ice though, I feel like I’m someone else. Someone who is graceful and beautiful, it’s still me though, just a different side of me. A side that I like much more than my everyday self. Ice skating is much more work than people may think though, and some people don’t consider it a sport. It’s not as extreme as hockey for example. I may not look very tough, but I can accelerate faster than the guys on the racetrack. I take harder impacts than a rider being thrown from a bull. And I handle more G-Force than a fighter pilot. So why just be extreme, when you can be extremely graceful.

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134. Chapter 134

Chapter 134

Gabrielle’s POV

I saw on my phone that Harry’s aunt was calling me so I quickly hit answer and then sat down on the couch.

“Hello?” I said a bit too quickly into the phone.

“Hey Gabrielle,” she said back with a slight laugh, I guess noticing my rushed tone when I answered since I’ve been waiting for what felt like forever for her to call me.

“So do you know when he’s leaving?” I asked her.

“In about two weeks,” she answered, “That’s what he told me, and I’ll text you the exact date later today or tomorrow when I get it,”

“Okay,” I said.

“So might I ask why you would like to know what day he is leaving?” she asked me.

“I’m not even sure why I want to know, I guess just for certainty that he is really leaving and when he isn’t going to be here anymore. It was just kind of a shock hearing that he was going to be moving back to England,” I told her, not really giving her the whole truth but hoping she wouldn’t care or notice.

“Are you sure that’s the only reason why?” she asked me, seeing through the facade I had put up.

“Yeah, pretty sure,” I continued on, sticking to what I had said.

I knew that on the other side of the phone she was probably giving me a disapproving look since she knew there was more than what I was telling her, and she likes she know everything that’s going on. I knew she wasn’t going to give up until I told her.

“I guess…” I began struggling to find the right words,

“I don’t know, like I said it just came as I shock, and I don’t know if I want to talk to him or if I just want to fully accept that we’re broken up and just to leave him alone now,” I told her.

“Well who says you have to stay broken up?” she asked me and I knew that she was going to go there with this conversation.

“He’s moving halfway across the world, I think now would be a bad time to even ask him that. Plus things are getting so much better with my dad and Bella and I don’t want to ruin that again,” I told her.

“So talk to them, I’m sure if you to ease them into the idea of him they’ll learn to like him, or at least not hate you for it. The why they found out about you two probably wasn’t the most pleasant why so a lot of their anger most likely came from that,” she told me.

“Like I said before though, he is moving to a different country. Even if we did get back together I don’t see how it’s going to last long,” I told her.

“Maybe you could be the reason he decides to stay,” she said to me.

“I don’t know, I don’t feel like I could even ask to get back together, he probably hates me,” I told her. “You don’t know that,” she said.

“I don’t that he surely isn’t happy with me,” I said back.

“Okay well I need to get back to making dinner, but I want you to think about what I said and what all we talked about, okay?” she told me.

“Okay,” I said with a sigh and then said bye to her before hanging up the phone.

I put my phone back in my bag and then got up from the couch to go back into the kitchen. I didn’t really want to think about what she said, it was just going to stress me out and confuse me even more. She told me that I should go talk to him at some point, but I’m beginning to think that it would just be better if I didn’t talk to him at all.

I still doubted that he even wanted to see me no matter what his aunt told me. She never even specifically said that Harry told her that he wanted to see me or that he didn’t hate me, and if he had said that I’m sure she would’ve told me considering how hard she was trying to get me to go talk to Harry. I shouldn’t try and stop him from leaving if it was what he wanted to do.

Even if I could talk my dad and Bella into being okay with us, there would still be the hockey guys. I didn’t want to admit to this, but I felt like he maybe needed to leave. He always tried to act like he was fine and everything was okay, but sometimes I sensed that everything wasn’t as fine as he claimed it to be.

No matter what happens if he did stay here, the guys on the hockey team would always be here, and he’d be on that team. I don’t think he needed to be around them. He never seemed to get along with them, and they’re never going to let the fact go that he went out with me, a figure skater.

No matter what he did, that was still going to be in all their minds and I’m sure he’d be reminded of it frequently. Zack is an asshole and I knew that Harry hated him, and I also knew that Harry had come conflict with his coach. You’d think the fact that Harry’s aunt and coach were dating would make the way coach treated him better than it was, but if anything I was almost positive that it might’ve made it worse.

I was soon tired of thinking about all this and I just wanted it to stop. I was still leaning against the counter as I was thinking about this; I hadn’t even gotten any food yet which was why I had come in here in the first place.

I walked back into the living room and grabbed my phone back out of my bag and walked back into the kitchen. I went to my music and put it on shuffle and turned the volume all the way up as the first song that came on began to start. I opened up the pantry and began to look for something I could eat. I ended up going from the pantry to the fridge and then back to the pantry and I still couldn’t find anything that I wanted.

Each time I opened one of the doors I kept hoping to find food that wasn’t in there before, but it was always the same boxes and bags and containers. I eventually just grabbed some bread and a few other things and just made myself a sandwich. I hated how indecisive I was being today, because now I couldn’t even decide if I wanted a ham or a turkey sandwich, and there’s hardly even that big of a difference, but I just couldn’t decide.

The music I was playing wasn’t helping at all right now, if anything it was making it harder to decide. I guess that was kind of the point of playing the music, to help me not be able to think or concentrate on anything, but it was making it harder to decide which sandwich I wanted, and that was stressing me out.

I finally gave up and put everything away and grabbed a granola bar before heading upstairs to my room. I lie on my bed as I ate my granola bar, and after I finished that I decided to just take a long shower right now, hoping that that would relax me as much as I could be relaxed right now.

When I got out of the shower, I dried off and changed into some sweats before lying down on my bed. I grabbed my phone off my nightstand and saw that Harry’s aunt had texted me the day that Harry was going to be leaving. I was almost completely forgetting about all that now, and now I was thinking about it again, so I headed downstairs and turned on the TV and turned the volume up.

Harry’s POV

That night after dinner since it wasn’t too late, I decided that I would take Ben to go see a movie. It was the least I could do after having to tell him today that I was going to be moving back to England soon.

So after looking at the movies that were playing and what times they were showing, Ben picked one he wanted to see, and then we told my aunt where we were going and then headed off. My aunt let me move Ben’s car seat into the front seat of my car and told me to be careful.

I almost wanted to tell him that at least one good thing came out of me telling him that I was leaving, he got to sit in the front out of the pity that my aunt had, but I decided just to keep my mouth shut as I buckled Ben into his car seat and then got into the drivers side of the car and after I looked up the directions on my phone since I had no clue where the theater was, I began to drive out of the neighborhood.

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