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Thank You El.

Chapter 34

I’ve been walking around for what feels like an hour. I think this was this best thing for me to do right now. This walk is helping me clear my head and realize that I majorly messed up. I know that Taylor and I just don’t work together. I always feel like I'm walking on eggshells with her because one wrong move and I might have a bad article written about me. Or hell, even a song. With Demetria, I don’t get the vibe that she will sell me out. She always seems really genuine with me and down to earth.

I give up on my search for her and find the nearest bench. "" I mutter to myself. Where would they be? I get my phone out and began calling a cab because I have no idea where I am. I press call and hold the phone to my ear. That’s weird. I don’t hear any ringing and I swear I pressed call. I look at the screen and noticed a text message interrupted my call.

From El:
Go to Motel 6 and get room 216. Don’t ask any questions just fix your shit.

I practically shoot up off the bench with excitement. Yes! Okay Harry you need a game plan before leaving. Step one: beg for her to let me in. hopefully that will be easy because I am not good with begging. Step two: ask her why she ran away. Let’s be honest: if she hadn’t ran away, none of this would have happened. At the same time, I am happy that this happened so that we can really hash out this Taylor problem. Step three: tell her the truth about what happened at her house and what almost happened in her room. We can’t start our relationship with lies. That defeats every part of why she is better than Taylor. Lastly, we hug, maybe kiss, and end up on good terms. That last step probably isn’t going to happen tonight but hopefully hope is on my side.

I google the location of the nearest Motel 6 and begin heading that way. I'm nervous because I want her to forgive me but I know it will be hard. I mean for fucks sake, we locked them out of their house. But I know I need to be honest with her and my feelings. How can I expect her to treat me like a normal guy when I can’t even treat her right in general? I quickly find the place and head inside the lobby. The lady at the front desk is doing some puzzle in the newspaper. She doesn’t even lookup as I pass by her into the elevator.

I press the number two button and wait for the doors to close. The elevator music is doing a horrible job calming me. It’s all upbeat and poppy and I'm nervous and sad. It finally stops on the second floor and the doors open. I stand in the back of the elevator staring at the long hall in front of me. Come on Harry! Man up! You made this small problem into a huge mess and now you’ve got to clean it up. The doors began to close after five seconds of me just standing there. I reach my arm out to prevent it from closing. I step out of the elevator and into the hallway.

I take a deep breath and start walking.