Harry was lying to me, that I could tell with great ease. Sometimes I wondered if my friends forgot how good I am, making me laugh. I dismissed it - if he didn't want to tell me then fair enough, I had no intention on pushing him.
Lou was still being distant, despite everything so I left her to do whatever it was that she wanted to do. I trusted her with all my heart. I gave her one last smile before leaving for the elevator. I wanted to go back to the room. I just missed one of the elevators, watching the doors close on that man. He had smiled at me. I stood there, watching what floor the lift stopped on so I knew where to look. I darted for the stairs, reaching the right floor about a minute later but he was already gone. I caught my breath and sighed, frustrated at my paranoia. The lift was still around so I used it to take me to my floor and moved into the room quickly.
I grabbed my cell, checking to see if I had anything. When nothing was there, I dropped in back on the table. I considered checking my emails but didn't really care what work had to say - this was my holiday. I dropped onto the bed, tired. I was about to have a few minutes to myself when there was a knock on the door. I pulled myself up, opening it.
"Sorry. Lost my key." Lou pushed in, a smile on her face.
"So who is he?" I asked, sitting down on the bed.
"Who? Owen? He's nobody! Just a friend!" She darted into the bathroom. "Why?"
"Can't I ask a question?" I called, falling backwards. She came back in, wearing a beautiful summer dress. I looked at her, scrutinizing her.
"We're all going out. Coming?" She was at the door, looking back at me.
"I'll be down in a minute." I smiled. "I just need to get changed. Make an effort and all." I sighed. She wouldn't have done that for me, not after the time we'd had lately. It felt like I was losing her.
"Ok." She replied, opening the door.
"I love you Lou." I said. The door shut before she responded.