"I got him to talk" I said to Dylan as I entered the room.
"What'd he say?"
"Not much. Give it some time" I replied.
"Why don't you just leave him alone." she said in an annoyed voice.
"No! I want him to feel welcome. And he seems interesting"
"Ok then" she sighed.
I really was interested about his story. He seems like an interesting guy.
"If he tells me to leave him alone, then I will leave him alone" I shot back at her as I made my way to the bathroom to get ready for bed.

Before I hopped in bed I went over to close the curtains to the window that showed a view of the pool down below. As I was about to close them a dark shadow down below just outside the pool gate had caught my eye. I squinted my eyes noticing it was that boy just standing there looking up at the sky. "What could he be doing" I thought as I stared at the back of him. Suddenly his head shot around faster than I thought it could as I quickly closed the blinds so he wouldn't see me observing him.
"Oh my god" I sighed in relief as I crouched down on the floor. Before I could even get off the ground onto my feet I hear a small knock on the door. Who would possibly be knocking on our door at 11pm. I sighed as I lifted up using my hands and headed to the door. I unlatched the door and slowly opened it to a surprise. As I moved my eyes up slowly to reach the face I could feel my mouth open slightly lost for words. He was just standing at my door way staring at me with a blank expression, slanted eyebrows and pouty lips.
"Uh..hi" I stuttered as I tried to not make eye contact.
"Hope I didn't wake you" he smirked.
"No not at all" I shyly laughed. It was silent for a moment. I focused my eyes up to find his eyes wandering off looking around the apartment. I could feel my heart beating rapidly. They quickly came back down to meet my eyes. He started moving his face down to mine as I backed up a bit.
"I know you think i'm up to something. I see you. Look, I'm just a guy, trying to live a normal life. I don't need you, or anybody getting into my life thinking suspiciously of me, you hear" he ranted in a deep low whispering soft but harsh tone of voice. I couldn't believe he had just said that. My heart was beating faster as my mouth just quivered. He backed up to his normal position.
"I..I understand. I don't-"
"What's your name again" he interrupted.
"Uh..Kat" I said with my head lowered.
"That's right. See ya around. Kat" he finished as he stared into my eyes before turning around to walk down the hall. I was frightened. What had just happened. I just closed the door in awe and sighed as my heart started to slow down. I don't think he's up to something. I don't think he's suspicious. I don't know what I think. I just want to get to know him. I could feel my eyes drooping so I hopped into the bed beside Dylan who had already been asleep and drifted into dream land.

"Wakey wakey eggs and bakey!" I could hear Dylan's voice echo. I shoved her off of me as I was just barely awake.
"No literally look" she said in seriousness as she handed me a hand written note on a small piece of lined paper.
"What the.." I muttered as I sat up and squinted as I took the paper. It read:
"Cat- breakfast downstairs at 10? -Harry"

"Um" is all that would come out as I looked up at Dylan.
"Yeah UM is right. Why..?" she drifted off as she snatched the paper and shook it. I was still half sleep and confused so I really did not understand why he would want me to have breakfast with him.
"I really..I don't-"
"Did you talk to him? Did you talk to him again last night hm?" Dylan snapped at me.
"It doesn't matter. He came to the door after you fell asleep."
"And..?"
"He basically just said to stop being suspicious of him. But I honestly don't understand this note" I said as I stumbled out of bed.
"Kat. Be careful" Dylan softly said.
"I will Dyl. I wouldn't be too worried about this one" I said back as I searched for some clothes and headed into the bathroom.

***

"Where could he be" I thought as I searched the buffet room. 10AM is a late time for people here to eat breakfast so there wasn't many people. My heart was beating as I spotted him and headed over. He was sitting at a table with that same little girl and food already on the table.
"Hi..Harry" I said as I sat down trying to act normal.
"Hey there" he smiled.
"This looks good" I said as I started digging in. Not very self conscious about being a pig in front of people cause, you know, it's food.
"So what's this about" I said in the middle of a big bight. He laughed at my carelessness of politeness.
"Do you think I'm weird?" he asked. I almost spit out my food.
"What!" I said laughing. "No I don't think you're weird. "
"I'm not up to something" he smirked.
"I know you're not. I don't think you are. At all." I said pushing my plate of food away.
"You're the only one here who's not afraid to talk to me. You're the only one who seems to care" he surprisingly stated.
"Well..I'm friendly and I don't see a problem with making friends" I smiled.
"Thank you for that." he smirked. "Oh this is my sister Chloe." he continued as he patted her back.
"Hi Chloe" I smiled as she shyly smiled at me. "How old are you?" I said in a high pitched voice.
"7" she mumbled back.
"She's a bit shy" he stated.
"She's very adorable" I smiled.
"Well I gotta get her to school so it was nice meeting you here"
"Oh yeah thanks for the invite." I said standing up. He grabbed Chloe's hand as he stood up and put his hand out to me. I looked down and shook his hand as I smiled.
"See ya around. Harry."
"See ya" he smirked as he turned to walk away. As he flung a bag he was carrying around his shoulder I noticed something fall out. It looked like a book of some sort. I ran up to grab it and just as I was about to call his name I hesitated. "I can give it to him later" I thought as I headed back up to the room.

Dylan wasnt in the room so I figured she'd gone off to work. I sat on the bed as I observed the book. It wasnt just a book, it didnt even have a title. The pages looked pretty worn. Maybe it was a journal, and it this case I wasn't going to snoop. I set it aside the bed holding back my urges to open it. I started to stand up but I just couldn't. I grabbed the book and flipped through the pages. It was definitely a journal, the days were even numbered which was quite odd. "Wow he's been writing in this for years" I thought as I noticed the amount of pages filled up. I decided not to read them until I flipped to the most recent one which caught my eye.

"Day 937:
I actually met someone today. Her name is Cat. Who is she. Who is this girl that I seem so close to. She seems so familiar, seems like I've known her before. I can't quite pinpoint why or how but somehow, I feel like we're connected. Could this be that one I've been searching for"

"What?" I whispered.