MACY'S POV

That morning, I woke up by the sound of unfamiliar footsteps in my flat. They were slow, heavy footsteps. My eyes were still red and swollen from crying all night long, and my head was aching. I decided to check on who it was, although I was really scared. I took my baseball bat, -my brother gave it to me as a Christmas present, and I don't see him very often, that's why I keep it in my room- and slowly opened my door.

I heard the footsteps were slowly approaching my bedroom. I could hear my heart pounding in my chest. What if it's some kind of criminal? What am I gonna do, then? He'll beat me up! Or maybe it's just my mum, though, who's got a spare key... I decided to peek around the door, my baseball bat ready, just in case.

When I opened it, I heard a loud groan. "Argh, shit!" I looked around the door, and found Harry lying on the ground, screaming from pain. I must've hit him with the door. "God dammit, Macy!"

"Oh God, Harry! I'm so sorry! I thought you were some kind of burglar!"

He rubbed his forehead. Apparently, I hit him straight in the head. "Are you okay, Hazz?"

"I'm fine", he grumbled.

"I really am sorry, I was afraid...", I admitted.

"Hah! You're not the one who should be afraid! You would've scared the shit out of those burglars!" He smirked. "But you know I have a spare key, right?"

"That key is for emergencies! Only my mum uses it, occasionally.", I explained.

"Well, this is an emergency." He looked me straight in the eyes.

"What? What's wrong, then?"

"You just left yesterday without saying anything! You didn't answer your phone, and I was really worried about you! Liam was, too, by the way."

"Yeah, I bet he was!", I snorted, and rolled my eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing, just... Nevermind"

"What was that supposed to mean? I'm telling you that me and Liam were worried about you, and you just don't care!"

"Well, there was nothing to be worried about, and why would you care, anyway?"

I tried to get him off the subject of me leaving the night before, and therefore I had to hurt him. I knew this would hit him...

"I'm your best friend, Macy! We've known each other for so many years now! We tell each other everything, and you never just leave. So that's why I was worried, because I care about you! Always have and always will!" He burst out.

"But nothing happened! You're just over-reacting!" I tried to make him believe that there was no particular reason I left last night.

"Then why did you leave all of this sudden?" He seemed really mad.

This was Harry's and mine first fight. We had never yelled at each other before. Whenever we disagreed, or were hurt, we always just talked, and then we comforted each other, and made up. But this time, we were both confused and mad at the same time.

"Well, I don't know what you guys were discussing in the kitchen yesterday, but it seemed important, and I didn't want to interrupt by saying goodbye, so I just left.", I lied.

Only the thought of last night made the tears well up in my eyes again. I tried to fight them back, but it was too late. Harry had noticed.

"Macy, what's wrong with you? Your eyes are all red and swollen! W-why are you crying? What happened?" He put his hand on my shoulder, trying to comfort me, and make me tell what happened.

"It's nothing, Harry, I'm fine." I shrugged his hand off.

"Why do you always say that you're fine, when you're obviously not? It's like you don't trust me enough to tell me.", he said, with a hurt look on his face.

"Because I AM fine!" I yelled.

"Come on, Mace, maybe your neighbour, or your school teacher would believe that, but you can't fool me!"

I knew he was right. He always saw right through me. When I had to do my first presentation in 4th grade, he could tell I was nervous, while no one else noticed. When my cat died when I was 12, he was the first one to notice something was wrong. And just like back then, he noticed something was wrong with me right now. I took a deep breath, and said:

"Harry, I heard you talking to Liam last night..."

(A/N)

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