Love Again.

Chapter two.

        As we entered Starbucks, Harry held my hand. I tried pulling away, but he wouldn't let me. "Just go along with it, yeah? My mum thinks I have a girlfriend, and I don't want to upset her, y'know?" He whispered to me. "Does she work here?" I played with Harry's fingers. "She owns the building, too." My eyes widened.

        "Anne is your mom? Oh my god! I love her, she's so nice!" I said, a little too loudly. People soon started to look our way. "Ignore them, okay?" Harry quietly said, while putting his arm around my waist. I jumped, but I doubt he noticed.

        "What do you want, Kennedy?" He asked as we got to the cashier. "Uh, can I get a vanilla bean frappe-chino with whip cream on the top, and a shot of expresso, please?" I stuttered out quickly, smiling up at Harry. "What size would you like?" Harry grinned back at me. "A small would be fine, thank you." I muttered out. "Are you sure? Let me at least get you a grande." He said, sweetly. "But Harry, that's too much. I'm already fat enough." I whispered, my voice cracked as I said his name.

        Harry looked hurt, almost. His jaw tighteed. "You aren't fat, Kennedy. You're beautiful, do not think so low of yourself, please." He said, trying to grab my hand but slightly touched my wrist instead. As I felt his warm hands on me, I winced at the pain. Harry noticed. He was going to ask what was wrong, if I was okay, but I went to go and grab a seat leaving Harry confused.

        A few minutes after I had sat down, Harry joined me. "One vanilla bean frappe-chino for my best friend!" I put on the weirdest face, making him giggle. Hearing such a beautiful sound made me feel like I had to giggle with him. His eyes were squinted, mouth wide open laughing heavily, with his dimples showing and millions of wrinkles at the corners of his mouth. The sight was beautiful. He was beautiful.

        "Goodness, Harold. If you laugh any louder you might scare the poor girl away!" Harry instantly looked up, and smiled ginormous. "Gemma! I missed you so much, how are you?" He got up to hug the petite girl. "I'm great, I haven't seen you forever. Have you talked to mum yet? Does she even know you're back, yet? I almost missed my baby brother" She muffled into Harry's chest. "No, she doesn't. I was on my way here, but then I bumped into my girlfriend, Kennedy." My heart fluttered.

        "And, I was only in Cheshire, you could have visited me. Or vise versa." He added, letting go of her. "Girlfriend?" She said, slipping away. "N-no, we aren't dating! He means, i'm his friend. That's a girl." I said quickly, as she laughed. "Nice to meet you, Harry's female friend. I'm Gemma, Harry is my baby brother" Gemma said, cheerful.

        "Gemma! I am not a baby! Don't call me that!" His lips quivered. "At first, I thought that you were Harry's girlfriend, to be honest." The two were laughing at me. Had I done something wrong? Was there something on my face? "Goodness, no. Harry isn't my boyfriend! That's gross!" She said, giggling.

        I felt my face get red. Before I could embarrass myself more, someone came over near us and hugged the life out of Harry.

I thought he was going to hurt the lady for a second, but then he calmed down and tears came from his eyes.

"Harry! Oh my, you've grown so much since I last saw you!"

"Mum, I was only gone for a month." As Harry released the lady, and she turned to face me, I realized it was Anne.

        "Kennedy! I haven't seen you around in forever, I thought you really did die. I'm so sorry for what happened. Jase was always horrible, he was just so nice to you. I never expected for him to-"

"Mom, please don't. Kennedy looks uncomfortable. As much as I want to know about Jase, i'd appreciate it if you didn't make my girlfriend cry." Harry laughed, pulling me close to him.

I jumped, afraid of his touch. Anne noticed, I think.

"So, you and Harry know each other already?" She asked. Harry spoke first, before I could comprehend what she asked. "Yes, we have, Mum. Kennedy was staring at me. I just had to talk to her. She's amazing, she's so interesting. She's my new best friend and I don't want that to change. Never." His words gave my stomach butterflies.

"Ah, Harold. You always were a charmer, weren't you?"

"Yeah, but no one caught my eye as much as Kennedy did."

        "I'm not even all that interesting, though." I said loudly. "You're just, one of those people, Kennedy. You're different, but in the most amazing ways possible." Anne said.

"Your dad always loved that about you, no matter what you did, you always stood out of the crowd. You used to be so proud and such a happy little girl."

        "Yeah, I did. But I also grew up, Anne. This place we call earth is slowly dying out. So many people are dying,and so many people are having babies and getting pregnant to try to replace that hole in their heart. But it will always be there, no matter what. You're always going to be a little sad, sometimes if you are lucky.

"Be happy Harry and Gemma aren't like me. They love theirselves. They don't hurt their precious skin. They are normal." I stuttered out, as people stared.

        "Y-you still do that, Kenny?" My father used to call me that.

"Your mother told me that you had flushed them." Harry tried grabbing my hand, but I pulled away.

I looked to the ground and whispered "We all lie sometimes. I just happen to lie about me being okay, or not." I picked up the frappe, and walked out the cafe, to my car.

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Yes, I do know today is Thursday. I was going to update yesterday, but I forgot.

I am so sorry. For the late (and short; once again) update.

I still love you.

See you soon.

Or something like that(: