The Boarding School

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Forty Five

Summer’s POV

I was getting incredibly worried. It was almost dinner time and Harry was nowhere to be found. To make it worse, it was not like I could just ask someone to help me find him, so I was entirely alone. It was already dark outside when I went to the canteen for dinner, my eyes scanning every corner in hopes of Harry appearing suddenly. In last resource, if Harry did not show up at dinner time I was going to ask Mr Hansen if he had seen him, or just to tell him that I was worried. It was not prudent at all, but I knew I couldn’t go to sleep that night if at least Mr Hansen didn’t know of his disappearance.

During the whole supper my mind was playing tricks on me. If Harry did in fact go outside, Tom could have found him and was making him captive of some sort, or he could have gotten arrested if a police officer saw them fighting in the streets, he could have hit with his head and was lying unconscious somewhere, or maybe he could be hiding from m.

Once my mind took me there, there was no turning back. I was in a downwards spiral, blaming myself for his disappearance, even though it made no sense. However, there was no other explanation, and in a desperate attempt of wanting to find out why he had disappeared I was willing to blame myself.

My heartbeat sky rocked, the room started to spin, the air in the canteen suddenly was non-existent. I got up and left the canteen, craving fresh air from outside to get my thoughts straight. Nobody noticed me due to the amount of noise in the canteen, so I wasn’t stopped by any staff or teacher. I opened the door of the main building and sat down on the steps and breathed in the cold air. I placed my head between my hands in frustration. I did not want Mr Hansen to know, but I was going to tell him. If Harry got mad at me afterwards, fine by me.

I lifted my head upwards to contemplate the darkness surrounding me. Even though there were lamp posts illuminating the paths that lead to both Halls, there wasn’t much light. There was no point in going back inside, I knew I wasn’t going to be able to eat. I felt sick, and having to wait for Mr Hansen to finish dining before I could talk to him in his office felt like each second was an hour.

That was when I noticed a figure coming from Hall B.

I got up immediately, trying to get a clearer view. It was very far away to distinguish a face, but I noticed the long overcoat. The only guy who wore overcoats was Harry.

The sigh of relief that fell from my lips was overwhelming, and I wasted no time in running to him. I sprinted uphill in the direction of the figure, and his outlines started to become more defined as I approached him. His hair, his shoes, the colour of his clothes, his face, all of it became clear to me.

“Harry, where the hell have you been?!” I shouted once I reached him. I threw my arms around his neck as I hugged him. He replied the gesture, holding me so tightly I couldn’t even move. His strong arms were pressing me hard against his chest, almost as if he was afraid that I was going to leave, as if I was going to slip through his finger like water. He did not respond to my question, so I insisted “I asked you a question.”

“I was in my room,” Harry stated quietly as he continued to hold me. His face was buried in my neck, and the air that left his nose and mouth was tickling my skin.

I tilted my head backwards so I could look at his face “No you weren’t. I threw rocks at your window countless times and you didn’t reply.”

“I must have fallen asleep,” He simply replied.

There was something off. There was something about the tone of his voice that wasn’t quite right.

“Is something wrong?” I asked him.

His grip on me loosened a bit so he could talk to me “Yeah, everything’s fine. Why shouldn’t it?” He gave me a weak smile.

“I don’t know, this is all very strange...” I replied. As I thought about it, maybe I was the one making it seem strange. I was completely paranoid during the entire afternoon as I tried to justify why Harry was missing, but I never considered that he had been in his room all along.

“You know what’s strange, or should I say highly convenient?” He asked “The fact that we are alone outside while everyone is having dinner. I reckon this is fate’s work.”

“Why? Do you think fate is trying to tell us something?”

He leaned forward, placing his mouth close to my ear and whispered: “That maybe we should make the most of the moments we are given.”

A shiver ran down my spine. I didn’t even have time to process what Harry meant before he kissed me hard, pinning me against a lamp post behind me. He didn’t leave anything to wish for as he kissed me passionately. His hands that once cupped my cheeks moved to my waist as he pulled us together. He had never kissed me with such intensity before and I was loving it. My hands instinctively pulled at the roots of his hair. All of a sudden his lips disconnected from mine. I gasped at the loss of contact, finally able to take a deep breath, and opened my eyes automatically. Harry’s chest was rising and falling drastically, white vapour escaping from both our mouths due to the cold that surrounded us, even though the cold was the last thing I was concerned about.

“What is it?” I asked quietly.

Harry seemed to be having a turmoil of thoughts inside his head “Follow me.”

He took my hand and led me towards Hall B. I wasn’t quite sure of what was going on, but whatever it was, I was trusting him.

“Harry, where are you taking me?” I finally asked when we were near the building.

“I’m taking you to my room,” Harry said once we came to a stop.

I was taken aback. I was not expecting that at all, and I had no idea what to say “Harry, you know I can’t.”

“Everyone is having dinner,” he said immediately as he came closer to me, holding my hands “No one will ever know that you were even close to this building.”

“But-” my mind started to make a list of all the pros and cons of agreeing to what he was asking me, but I couldn’t think straight because I didn’t have time to do so. Everything was happening too fast.

“You can leave whenever you want, I won’t stop you,” He tried to convince me “And you know I love you, you know that.”

“Yes, yes I know, and I love you too-”

“And you can trust me,” Harry tilted my head upwards with his finger “Besides, no one has ever been there besides Hansen and staff. I want you to go there before anyone else does, I want to show you my little refuge.”

Harry was silently pleading with his eyes, desperate for me to follow him. In one point he was right, everyone was having dinner and they certainly wouldn’t be worried if either of us were missing.

“Okay,” I said with confidence before my mind convinced me of going back with my word “I’ll go.”

He smiled from cheek to cheek, his dimples popping out as his eyes glowed with excitement.

“I’m going to throw you the ladder. It’s too risky if you enter through the door,” With that, he pecked my lips and sprinted inside the building. I walked towards his window, and in less than nothing his window opened and the improvised rope ladder came unravelling down.

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