Minutes feel like hours as I sit on the couch with only my horrible thoughts accompanying me in the eerily silent house. My eyes fall on to the food that Harry had ordered for us not so long ago and I was so eager to eat it but now, I don't feel hungry at all. Not one bit.

With a sigh, I close my sigh and puff out a breath and lean back into the couch at the same time, thinking about my fucked up life. I used to think that kidnappings and betrayals were just the part of Hollywood movies but now, I've learned that the movies only show us the real world. The horrible, monstrous world we are all part of.

Harry's phone vibrates in my hand and I slide it open, there are two messages from Selvia. I click on the screen and the conversation pops open.

'I called Luke, don' worry he's on his way'

'Did he and Harry get into an argument or something? Luke seemed a bit off when I mentioned Harry :/'

I sit up a bit as I read the second message, contemplating on whether I should tell her a truth or not. My fingers linger over the alphabets and my lips are pressed in a thin line as I think about what to type.

As soon as I type 'thanks', the sound of foot steps causes me to look away from the screen and towards the hallway. I frown, standing up from the couch and padding towards the source of the sound.

As I'm about to make an entry into the hall, I bump into someone harshly and it causes me shriek in surprise and fall down on to the floor with a thud.

"Ouch." I say, looking up towards the person who had bumped into me and my eyes become wide when I see Luke standing there with a frown on his face.

As soon so my mind registers his face, the drama I had caused the last time he was here runs in front of my eyes, causing me to look away from him in embarrassment.

"Here. C'mon." His voice causes me to look up from the floor and I find him holding out a hand for me.

Slowly and hesitantly, I grab a hold of it and he pulls me up from the floor in one quick move, immediately letting go of my hand once I'm on my feet.

I quietly watch as he walk towards the couch and sits down on it before taking the phone out of his pocket. He taps on the screen a few times before bringing it to his ear, sucking on his lip ring as he waits for the other person to pick up the phone.

"Hey. I've reached Harry's." Luke says and I realize that he must be talking to Selvia.

"Erm, no. Haven't checked up on him yet." He says into the phone before snapping his head in my direction and giving me a look before he avert his eyes away from me again.

"Yeah, she's here." He says nodding his head before becoming quiet again and listening to what Selvia is saying.

"Uh huh. Don't worry, Vi. Enjoy your vacation, yeah? Bye." He says and removes the phone from his ear.

"Are you just going to stand there and spy on me like some freak or will you come here and explain what's happening." His words cause me to frown and I blink my eyes a couple of time, not really believing that he's talking to me after the horrible thing I've done to him.

Talking in a deep breath, I decide that it's not the right time to act so awkwardly, I walk towards the couch and sit down at a little distance from him.

"Look," I start, not looking up from my fingers as I prepare myself to say the next words. "I'm really sorry for what I did, really. I.."

"I don't care. I don't want your apology, alright? I'm here for my friend, not you." Luke snaps at me harshly, not even letting me complete my sentence, causing me to pursue my lips.

"Oh..I just." I start again, looking up from my hands and towards him but when I find him glaring at me, I immediately look away and shift in my place uncomfortably.

"He was perfectly fine in the morning but later in the afternoon when we were having pizza for lunch and he took a bite... he all of the sudden starting coughing vigorously." I tell him, staring at the table in front of me.

"That's it?" Luke asks me, slapping his hands against his thighs causing me to slightly jump in my place and look back at him.

"He coughed out blood." I say before adding, "twice."

It stays silent for a minute as I stare at Luke whose staring back at me with his eyebrows pulled together and lips parted in utter shock.

"What the fuck are you even saying?" He questions me quietly but I just stay quite, knowing that he's saying this just because he can't really get his head around what I've just told him.

"It's not possible. He got a full check up not so long ago and all his reports were clear. Nothing abnormal was detected by the doctor." He says shaking his head, making it very clear that he's finding a hard time in believing what I've just said.

"Are you sure that he hasn't shown any other signs of being ill? Like, was he tired more than usual or something like that?" He questions me and I shake my head, no.

"Where is he right now?" Luke asks me again, glancing around before focusing on me again.

"He fell asleep once his coughing died down. I gave him a glass of grapes juice, thought it'll be good for him." I tell Luke and he nods his head at me whilst biting his lip ring. I assume that it's a habit of his when he's nervous or tense.

"I..I don't know what to do. He'll surely flip out if he'll see me in this house." His says in a pained voice and I immediately feel the guilt building inside of me.

"I'm sorry." I tell him and he looks up from the floor towards me, shaking his head and exhaling loudly.

"It's not enough, Laura. This simple sorry won't fix shit!" He snaps loudly, causing me to cringe back a bit at his sudden loudness but I don't look away from him this time.

"You don't know how much he's done for me and when I had a chance to somehow repay him, you ruined it. You made him believe that I'm a mother fucking traitor." He says exhaling loudly and placing his head in his hands as he closes his eyes for one short moment.

My lips part to say something but I'm unable to utter a single word, it like my head has stopped functioning all of the sudden as I stare at the devastated boy sitting in front of me. I'm the reason behind him being upset.

"I..I can tell him that I lied. That..we got into a fight and I put up that show cause I didn't want to see you anymore." I finally tell him after minutes of silence and Luke looks up at me like I've grown three heads and then he starts laughing.

He laughs like I've told him a funniest joke ever and I immediately frown at his behaviour.

"You really think that he'll let you speak, huh? As soon as he'll see me, he'll jump onto me like an animal." Luke tells me in between his laughter and shaking his head.

"Then what should we do?" I ask him quietly when his laughter has died and he's again got his mouth set in a thin line.

"He needs a professional doctor, I'm just a student at the moment. So.." Luke stops talking mid sentence and looks around the room. "Fuck, can you hear that? Shit." He says in a whisper, eyebrows furrowed.

At first I hear nothing but once I focus a bit, the muffled sound of coughing rings through my ear and I immediately stand up from my place, pacing towards the room where Harry's sleeping.

The sound of coughs gets louder with each step I take towards the bed room and I feel myself becoming more and more scared.

When I reach the room, I find Harry struggling to sit up, coughing at the same time and I nearly bolt towards the bed to help sit up. Harry doesn't pay much attention as I rub his back to soothing manner. He's too busy coughing his lungs out.

"W..water." Harry says in a choked voice and I immediately rush towards the jug sitting on the bed side table. With shaking hands, I pour the liquid into the glass and rush towards Harry's side.

I gently bring the rim of the glass towards his mouth and tip it back a bit, letting the water run into his mouth. Harry gulps down the glass rather quickly and takes in a deep breath before exhaling loudly and falling back on to the bed.

"Are you okay, Harry?" I ask him quietly, sitting down on the edge of the bed and placing my hand on his knee before quickly moving it away when I remember that he gets turned on when his knee is touched.

"I can't feel my left hand, it's..numb." Harry says in a rough voice, bringing his hand up to examine it before dropping it back onto the bed. "I..I don't know what's happening." His words are laced with horror and it causes a shiver to run through my body, a shaky breath escaping my mouth.

"I.. Harry, I think that we should call Luke over." I suggest in a small voice, my finger nails digging into my skin as I wait for his reaction.

"What?" Harry harshly says and I immediately close my eyes, regretting my words already. "Are you fucking kidding me?"

"I just, I thought-" I start but Harry quick to cut me off mid-sentence.

"You thought what, huh? That I'm gonna let that bitch into my house after what he did? He fucking used me for my money, fucking shit." Harry says loudly and I can't help but feel extremely bad for Luke right now.

He's standing right outside the room and I know he must be feeling extremely upset about what Harry thinks of him. He's done nothing other than doing what he thought was best for Harry and here Harry is, thinking that Luke betrayed him.

"I don't know why the fuck did you suggest this in the first place. I'd prefer dying over asking that low life for help."

"Alright, Harry. Enough." I say loudly, I can't hear him bitch about someone whose completely innocent. My subconscious will not let me live like this and I know that sooner or later I'll have to tell Harry about my lie.

Deciding that it's the best choice have right now, I take in a deep long breath and prepare myself to face the aftermath of what I'm about to say.

"I..I lied, Harry." I confess loudly and immediately I feel his shuffling, probably sitting up but I can't find the strength to look his way. So I continue speaking, "He, Luke never touched me against my will. It was a lie, I lied."

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