Chapter 20
There was a party in our backyard. We all invited our friends, family and neighbor’s. So, sadly, this had to include Harry.
My dad was standing at the barbecue, flipping the steaks. Mom was chatting with Natasha (Harry’s mother).
I was sitting on one of our swings, hitting the muddy ground with my Converse. Georgie was running late with her family, and Sam was hanging out with my brother as his family did whatever. So, clearly, he left me alone.
I know right? How could he?!
Ha-ha let him be. He can’t always hang out with me even though he’s my best friend. But, thank God today was one of those heat flash days. Today was the hottest day in February. About seventy degrees Fahrenheit.
I know, crazy, I know. Especially for Chicago. But this was only caused because a storm was coming tonight.
Shutting my eyes, I listened closely to a song that ran through my headphones. Rhythm of Love by the Plain White T’s.
That’s when someone started to shake my swing. Not again! Do people like bothering me, scaring me half to death, or risking their life?!
I opened my eyes, turning my iPod off.
“What do you want?” I hissed.
“I want you to talk to me,” Harry said.
“I am talking to you,”
He kneeled in front of me, letting me look clearly into his brown eyes. My heart jumped into my throat. Oh, not again.
A smile formed on his face, ear to ear.
“Jessa, I miss you,” he said.
I felt something sting inside of my chest. I don’t know what it was, but it stung real hard. The somersaulting came up in my stomach.
“I don’t miss you,” I said as quietly as possible, full of regret.
“That’s a lie,”
How could he hear me?!
“How do you know?” I blew up at him.
His eyes widened but he remained calm. I held onto the strings that hung the swing, so tightly that my knuckles were turning white.
“Because, I just do.” He sighed.
Ha, he just knew. Lies, all lies.
“Jessa, I really do miss you. Do you not understand me?” he begged me.
God, he seemed to mean it. Why does he have to make me feel so much freaking regret!?
“I understand you, but I just I…” I couldn’t finish.
Something in me said that, uh, I don’t even know.
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