035 Katie Jane Adams

“Harry, can I come in? We have to talk!” roep ik naar de deur. Ik roep niet naar de deur eigenlijk, maar naar degene die erachter is. “If you want to talk, go to your boyfriend! Don’t annoy me please, just go to Liam or to one of you other boyfriends.” hoor ik Harry terug roepen. Aan zijn stem te horen heeft hij gehuild. Wacht, Harry en huilen? Waarom zou hij in vredesnaam om mij huilen? Misschien huilt hij wel ergens anders om. “Liam is not my boyfriend Harry! And I don’t have other boyfriends. Please let me talk with you or let Louis talk with you because you have to come out of your room!” roep ik. “You’re a liar! I saw it with my own eyes! My eyes don’t lie Katie! And I don’t have to come out of my room. I can stay here as long as I want.” “Harry, please listen to me. It was not my boyfriend who texted me, it was Faye. And I don’t even have a boyfriend. Faye texted that she was going to sleep. You asked me if it was my boyfriend, and I said yes. I don’t know why, but it was a mistake to say yes! If I didn’t say that this all wasn’t happened. Well, you walked away and I walked to my room. But the door was locked and I didn’t have the key, and Faye was already sleeping. I walked to Niall’s, Zayn’s and Liam’s room, because you were angry on me so that was not a option. I knocked on the door and Liam opened the door. Zayn and Niall were already sleeping. I said to Liam that I want to sleep on the floor, but he doesn’t want that and said that I could lay next to him. The next morning came you into the room, and you came at the wrong moment, because Liam tickled me at that moment so it looked like we were in love, but we aren’t in love Harry. You were just at the wrong moment at the wrong place. What if Liam and I just were sleeping next to each other? Would you do the same as now? I hope you can forgive me, because I hate fights. I can understand that you’re angry on me, but I hope you can forgive me now, after what I said.” ratel ik. Ik hoor geen geluid van de andere kant van de kamer komen. Fijn, heb ik hier een heel verhaal zitten vertellen, luistert hij niet eens. Ik zucht en ik zak tegen de muur aan. “Harry?” vraag ik. Ik hoor wat gemompel van de andere kant, maar er word geen deur open gedaan, of iets gezegd. “Can you open the door?” vraag ik dan maar. “No.. I have to think.” zegt Harry. “Okay, I’ll leave in a second, bye Harry.” zeg ik, en ik loop terug naar Louis. “Lou?” “And? Did he say something? Did he open the door? How is he?” vraagt Louis meteen. “I’ll tell you the whole story but first I have to go to Liam okay? He said I have to go to him when I’ve talked to Harry.” zeg ik. “Okay, I’ll see you later, though.” zegt Louis. Ik knik even en ik loop naar de deur toe. Ik open de deur, en ik doe hem weer dicht. Harry moest nadenken.. Wat betekent dat? Betekent dat iets goeds of iets slechts? Ik vraag het zo wel aan Liam, maar ik word er echt gek van. Waarom kan hij niet een normaal antwoord geven? Dat zou veel makkelijker zijn.