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STELLA'S POV
"Really?" I question.
"Yes." She smiles.
I warm up to the thought of her actually liking Brad.
I mean it's not like he's my boyfriend, but I do like him.
"Why?"
"Well because he's very put together. He's a very respectable man." She says.
I look at her with awe.
Why couldn't she think of Harry this way? I'm feeling really disconnected with him too. He reacted very strongly to Brad and I's relationship. He would die if he even found out about our kiss.
"I met his parents actually." She interrupts my thoughts.
"What? When?" I question.
"I ran into them when I went to the store with Joseph. They recognized me I guess." She laughs.
"How?" I ask.
"His mom saw me with Joseph and she said hi to me. I asked who she was and said she was Brads mom. She saw me at the wedding but I didn't know who Brad was then." She explains.
"Was his dad there?" I ask.
"Yes."
"I like his parents. Their very kind. I can see us as good friends." She begins to babble.
I think to myself of what an awkward run in that must be but I don't question it too much.
My mom probably knows more about him than I do. Here we go again with Stella rushing to fast with a fella.
"Look mom that's nice and all, but I just need to get things together." I say.
She looks at me with a question on her face.
"Get what together?"
"Harry and I aren't exactly on the best terms right now. And I honestly don't feel like talking about meeting his parents."
"So?" She asks.
"So I don't want to start something I can't finish."
"Looks like you already did." She spits.
I couldn't agree more with her. What am I even saying?
I shake my head and change the subject.
Should I call Harry?
HARRY'S POV
After around 20 minutes I wake up.
My phones buzzing and the only way I can stop it is by answering Stella's call.
"Yeah." I say rudely.
"Harry can we talk."
"About?"
"Something." She sighs.
"Go on."
"I've been talking to Brad."
"Yeah?"
"I wanted to let you know. You said you didn't like me talking to him."
"Why would I care now? You already did it. You probably even kissed the guy for all I know." I grunt.
I regret saying that because I know she won't do it, but I don't care.
"What?" She asks.
"Look Stella-" I start to say.
"Call me when you want to be serious." She says and hangs up the phone.
I roll my eyes and try to get over my anger.
Mason isn't on the floor anymore and I think I'm alone.
"Mason." I call out and rub my eyes.
"Hey, over here." He laughs.
I go into the bathroom and he's there brushing his teeth.
"What are your plans today?" I ask.
"I don't know actually." He says.
"Oh."
"Yeah, but if you want get dressed we can go and show you around. You know the school, and just the city." He offers.
"Erm... Sure." I say.
"Cool."
I wait until he leaves the bathroom so I can shower.
STELLA'S POV
My heart aches a little from my conversations with Harry. I may be at fault, but I still love him. We're not together but I know I shouldn't have kissed Brad.
"Hey, don't be so down okay?" My mom says.
"Why not?"
"Because. Harry's a thousand miles away. You don't need him anymore."
"Okay your getting way too comfortable with him gone." I say starting to raise my voice.
"I love him okay? You can't change
that. No one can. You may like Brad more than you like Harry but I'm not going to just fall in love with him because you want me to! "
"You don't know what's best for you!" She yells.
"Oh I don't? What about you? What does Joseph have to offer you?" I ask.
"Well..." She begins to say but I cut her off.
"Nothing. So stop trying to arrange my life!" I say and grab my crutches to leave her.
As I begin making my way to my room she shouts at me.
"Why are you always acting like this!"
"Me?" I say turning around.
"Yes! You have been such a bitch lately!" She says.
Her language shakes me a little. She's never talked to me this way until now. Until I've been involved with Harry.
"Sorry but you are." She says softening her tone.
I straighten my back and let my heart speak for me.
"Bitch? I've been acting like a bitch? Well in case you haven't noticed I have been through hell okay! I got pregnant at 18, I lost the baby. I watched my sister be successful and here everybody saying how wonderful she is. I watched my momfinally move on from my dad. I had my boyfriend leave me to go to college and I'm stuck here. I've broken my leg and can't do shit! You have no room to call me a bitch!" I say losing my breath in between words. I shed a few tears.
She stays silent and I leave.
"That's what I thought. Who's the bitch now." I say crutching to my room.
With all the heat going on I don't want to do anymore. What am I supposed to do?
Just act like everything's suddenly okay?
I start to cry and I can't control it. These are the times I need Harry. I need his touch. His warmth that he always has with him. It's like a shield.
I lay on my bed and grab my phone.
When I call Harry someone unfamiliar answers.
"Hello?"
"Harry?" I ask.
"No this is his friend Mason."
"Oh. I don't mean to be rude but why did you answer his phone?"
"He's in the shower." He laughs.
"I'll let him know you called... Stella? Is it?"
"Yeah. Thanks."
"No problem." He says and hangs up the phone.
I throw my phone on my dresser and let myself fall asleep.
HARRYS POV
When I get out of the shower Mason says something.
"Hey some girl named Stella called you."
"Oh. Okay." Is all I say.
"You gonna call her back?"
"No. I don't feel like dealing with her bullshit." I spit.
He stays silent. I dry my hair because I'm fully clothed and I sit in my bed.
Maybe I should call her back. What if it's important.
I follow my instincts and call her back.