We drove for a while and I kept staring at the driver. I knew this guy from around but if he was from my area it wouldn’t be too strange but how did he know Harry. How did he of all people know my boy?
“So Harry, how did your friend and you meet?”
“We met here. He’s an old friend of mine.”
“Oh so you’re English?”
The guy in the front seat spoke. I didn’t really catch his name because I was too busy figuring out who he was.
“Sorry sir, what’s your name again?”
He looked up in the mirror back at me and then started speaking in Danish.
“You don’t have to be like this you know? I know who you are Elena, and this is not you.”
“Who are you?”
“Don’t recognize me?”
“Would I be asking who you were if I did?”
"So who are you?"
He smiled and looked back on the road without giving me an answer. I was confused. I didn't speak with people in Denmark and I knew a lot of it was my own fault but this guy didn't ring a bell to me at all and I wasn't some fucked up celebrity who would just forget someone who had been a part of my life.
"We grew up close to each other."
Harry looked at me as I spoke in English again. I guess he was confused about what was going on in here right now. But I guess everyone would be if they didn't understand half the conversation someone close to them had.
"You really don't remember?"
"No I don't remember so you obviously weren't that big a part of my life."
"Ugh that's so you. Your haven't changed one bit, besides fucking one of my mates now... Oh wait you've done that before as well. That's how you became the unknown face at college."
"Don't go there."
I spoke through my teeth angry. How dared he to speak to me like that? I spoke in English again if he wanted to have this conversation he could do it in front of Harry as well.
"What's going on?"
He leaned forward and listened closely. I looked at the Danish boy in the front seat and then to Harry. Neither of us said anything, Harry waiting and the same for me because I wanted his friend to explain.
"Tell me who you are!"
We had been silent for way too long.
"Tell me who you are, how you know me and how you know my... Harry!"
I was becoming hysterical and I didn't want to stay in the car for much longer.
"We go to the same college for God sake. If you weren't so busy with your own world you would know what's actually going on in this thing called reality."
"Maths and music."
"That's how you know who I am?"
"How do you know Harry?"
"I don't feel comfortable being in this viechle until you tell me how you know him."
"How do you know him?"
"None of your business."
"Well I don't feel comfortable then."
I rolled my eyes and leaned back. Harry was sitting in his own world and had given up on both his friend and I this was just completely strange and creepy and I honestly didn't know what to do about myself right now as I stood there with all of it over me...