Hotel Rooms

Room 704

Music Inspiration
Jessie Ware- Say You Love Me
Lo-Fang- You're the One That I Want

Sept. 27th 10:22am

Kat: : hey you busy

Harry: I was just about to call. I figured you needed the rest. You doing ok

Kat: 10:22am : my head feels like it exploded but I'm better now. Sorry about calling last night, It must've been super early over there

Harry: I'm use to it. My friends call me all times of the night

Harry: so do you remember anything about last night

Kat: 10:25am : not really why

Kat: Did I say something stupid?

Harry: no ..... the opposite

Kat : 10:26am : well whatever was said, just forget it

Harry: you sure.

Kat: trust me whenever I drink it's horrible. Just forget it

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Kat: Sept.27th 2:17pm : can you please answer my calls

Kat: Sept. 30th 4:56pm : are you busy????? It's been a couple days since we talked. I really wanna talk to you

Kat: Sept. 30th 6:12pm : you cant still be at work. Call me please

Kat: Oct. 3rd 7:19am : are you ok? I miss you. Please call me

Kat: Oct. 5th 11:21am : is this your way of avoiding me. Or am I jumping to conclusions

Kat: Oct. 12th 9:19am : I have been calling you so many times. Where are you.

Kat: Oct. 12th 9:21am : If you're not going to answer me; could at least let me know what I did wrong

Kat: Oct. 17th 1:33pm : so that's it. I get no answer from you in weeks.

I don't know what happened but you've made it perfectly I  know when it's enough so I won't reach out anymore

                                      ***********

October 24, 2014

Rereading every message Katherine had sent over the weeks, Harry scrolls down his phone. In his head he imagines what she could be feeling right now. The hatred she probably has for him.

His intent was for space only. Never meaning to ignore her for this long. But he was confused, a bit hurt and more so pissed off after their last conversation. Even knowing the mature way to handle this situation, his stubbornness refused him to make advances of any kind between them. Leading him to give most of his attention to the next closes person available, Nadia.

And he knew from the beginning he had only put her there to fill that empty hole. But eventually he had begun enjoying her company. Taking advantage of their small talks and inside jokes. Despite that he was still unhappy. Disappointed, he looks down reading the last text she sent again before sighing a weak breath. Distracted by a father rocking his son on his knee, he looks up glancing around the packed airport. Until his phone rung in his hand.