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0.7.

Harry was still asleep and I kept stroking his hair.
Anne peeked her head in his room a few times, every time I asked her what the matter was but she said she wouldn't know.

So here I am thinking about if I should wake him up or just wait.

I decided to wait because he seemed so peaceful while he was asleep. His hair was all over the place, light snores left his mouth and he curled into my side.

I slipped slowly out of his grasp and went down stairs.

"Hun? It's getting pretty late. You want to stay here or go home?" Asked Anne. I thought about it and decided to go home for now.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Anne." Called I softly over my shoulder. She waved one last time and slipped back inside.

I sighed and got into my car.

On the drive back home tears filled my eyes. I was sobbing and I wasn't even sure why. Maybe because Harry looked so tired. Sad. Scared. And that I couldn't talk to him. It was making my heart hurt.

What if he wants to end things between us because of the thing that's bothering him? That's something I couldn't handle.

He is my best friend and my feelings for him are getting stronger and stronger each passing day. After every hang out, every date.

I don't want to lose him.

I was crying and Alexis was rubbing my back.

"Hey Summer, stop. You don't have to. It's okay." Said she worried. I shook my head no and took a deep breath."It's just, I, was doubting so much. I was scared of losing him. In the end I did lose him but it was something completely else back then." I started to hiccup.

"I just need some water, be right back." I got a glass of water and walked back to the living room, where pictures where scattered everywhere. Our pictures.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes Alex. Sit down. It's still story time."

I arrived at the Styles' House and this time I knocked.

I heard shuffling behind the door and in the next moment it was pulled open by a very tired looking Harry Styles.

My breath hitched and his eyes snapped to mine.

"Summer." Whispered he. He pulled me into his arms and nuzzled his nose in my hair. "I thought you left me. But you are here. You came back." Breathed Harry. "Of course, Silly." Mumbled I into his chest. "Let's go inside, okay? You deserve to know it." Croaked he.

Please don't cry, thought I.

I was nervous and I wanted to cry.

We walked past the kitchen and I saw Anne looking anxiously after us. She send a smile towards me but it was a pained one. Well that was helpful. I felt bad right after thinking that but I was a mess right now.

We arrived in his room, he sat down on his bed and pulled me in between his legs.

I put my hands in his hair and started massaging his scalp.

"You are too good to me." Whispered Harry with a smile on his face and closed eyes.

I didn't say anything, I just continued with ranking my hands through his hair. That made him open his eyes.

He pulled my hands to his lips and kissed my knuckles. He gripped both of my hands with one hand and the other one went up to my face to brush the tears away.