A M E R I C A
The entire group started teasing us again but Georgina-Rose did not like it. Harry was chuckling as he tells his friends to stop teasing him but the more they tease him, the more he does not stop smiling.
"Oh shush already. I am not implying I am better than Charles." Harry silenced everyone as we were still laughing together. "Shut up Diana." For the first time, Harry seemed shy and I don't know if he is turning red because of the beer or he is really blushing being teased.
Harry turns back his attention towards my direction, "Whether if it's me or not, America still needs to know that it is not the end of the world just she had her heart broken by a cheating bastard. It's a lesson. A trial and error so that next time when you'll find someone, you'll be ready to be in a relationship with him with nothing holding you back and you will not be scared to approach the situation instead of running away from it being scared."
The others nodded but I was more fascinated listening at how Harry was giving some really sensible life lessons. It was kind of surprising to hear it from him because he does not look like the kind of guy who would. Yet, listening to him makes me wonder if he has ever been in such pain too. I wonder if ever he knows the feeling of being cheated on because he seems to know much about this kind of pain.
"Having your walls up high will get you nowhere. Walls down and just enjoy the ride because you'll miss the fun if you're uptight. It's like surfing, if you won't stand on your feet, you will never know the feeling of thrill and excitement riding the wave, big or small." Harry adds while looking at me intently.
Diana claps for Harry's speech, continuing to make him more blush. She raised her bottle of beer in the air, "To heartaches, heart breaks, addictions, and shitty family problems, pain from our pasts that we are all trying to escape and trying to leave behind and moving forward together. Cheers!!"
We raised our bottles and screamed in unison, "Cheers!!"
As the night deepens, we decided to share ghost stories and urban legends about LUAHU. Diana told a lot of stories and I loved how she was so knowledgeable about the entire island which got everyone so attentive. Harry excused himself to the bathroom while we were all getting goosebumps with Diana's creepy stories that is still going around here. Suddenly, my phone started ringing in the pocket of my shorts, as I pulled it out, it was Charles calling me, for the very first time.
"Um, excuse me. I just have to take this call." I excused myself as I see Harry sitting back next to Georgina-Rose. I began to leave the circle and tried to walk away from them while I take the call. I don't know if I was ready to talk to him again but I know I had to face this sooner or later.
I caved in, "Hello Charles?"
"Baby. I have been calling you multiple times. I didn't know what happened to you." He tells me in his sweet voice.
I pressed my lips together as I stare at the lonely sea, "Don't call me baby again, if you're forgetting we're done Charles."
I hear him sighing heavily and his voice sounded as if he was crying and drunk, "America please, let's talk it out. I really want to make things up with you when you come back. Please, I want to be friends with you so come back and talk to me again. Please, let's not end things like this. I need you."
"Charles, are you drunk?" I asked but he didn't answer. "Anyways, we cannot be friends again even if you try so hard to patch up our relationship and start it like how it used to be. Things will never be the same ever again. I'm moving on so I just hope you see me in a little better light." I reminded him.
"Baby... Please come back to me." He cries.
"Please don't make it so hard for me to go home and forgive you. Don't call me again." I hang up and exhaled heavily as I feel my heart hurting again reminding myself of what I witnessed.
I spin around and was taken aback when I saw Harry standing right behind me with his green eyes glued on me. "I didn't mean to overhear things." He says.
I sigh, "It's fine. What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to check on you."
I smiled weakly, "Thanks but I can take care of myself."
I walk to the wooden swing and decided to sit down where he follows me. "I know you can. I just want to make sure you're alright. Are you alright?" He asks while he sits next to me.
The swings begins to move when Harry begins to kick his feet slowly. I kept my eyes glued on the calm waters on the shallower part but roaring waves on the deeper ends of the sea. "I am actually not fine. I have been telling myself to be fine but I still think about Charles."
"Well it's not easy to move on."
I turn my attention back at Harry, "Have you ever fell in love before?"
"Of course but it was my last serious relationship."
"Can you tell me the story?"
Harry glances at me and looked reluctant. "I mean you know my story. How will I be able to trust you if I don't even know your story." I tried persuading him.
He breathes out, "I don't know why I am so vulnerable to you." He wrinkles his nose while pushing his long hair back. "I met her when we were in college. We were together for the entire years in university but I was busy juggling my studies and surfing and my… family." He sounded soft while he looked away. "She cheated on me because I didn't have much time with her. We broke up after we graduated."
I nod as his eyes looked really sad. "I know what it feels like to get hurt and to be so lonely." I say.
His head travelled towards me and we were just staring at each other for a while. He surprised me when he started singing out of the blue, "Don't call me baby again… You got your reasons."
My brows creasing as I kept staring at him because he was using the words I told Charles earlier over the phone call and singing it. "I know that you're trynna be friends, I know you mean it."
His brows furrowed as he thinks of words to continue his impromptu song, "Don't call me baby again, it's hard for me to go home…."
He paused before he continued, "And be so lonely."
Harry smiles at me and I can't help but smile at him too. "You just made a song out of my phone call with Charles." I commented while laughing, still in awe of how he managed to made it like that.
He chuckles. "It has been a long time since I made a song."
"You're really talented. You are a natural genius when it comes to music."
Harry frowns, "I don't like talking about my talent please."
"I don't know why you get so pissed when I compliment you when you are really good and --"
"Drop it America." Harry stands abruptly. "If you do not have anything else to say then might as well just shut up." He leaves me alone on the swing feeling disappointed that he shut me down.