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Chapter 120

And pull away the world from me
But I don't mind
As long as it won't separate you from me
I'll be fine

— Pvris, Separate

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Violet's POV

Harry and I haven't seen one another in about a month. We've talked on the phone and video chatted every daily, of course, but nothing beats being with him. Every time we would talk about a weekend for one of us to visit the other, he would either have plans scheduled with his family, something with Lilly, or a weekend's worth of grading. Other times, the weather would just be too rough that we didn't want to risk driving in the rain. During the week couldn't be an option either as he's still starting out at the new school and taking too much time off would look bad, and I have school almost every week day. Plus, I imagine missing a day of class can be rough to catch up on.

All I want is a free weekend that we can spend together, whether it's with his family or just us alone in bed together. I miss him so damn much.

Meanwhile, the air outside is getting a bit crisper and the temperature is dropping ever-so-slightly at night. I've had to get more blankets for the bed and the sofa, especially when the sun starts going down. I don't mind it much since I'm not a very outdoorsy person in the first place, but it'll be a bit of a bitch when I'm freezing my ass off as I walk from building to building to get to my classes in colder temperatures.

As for school, I'm keeping up, and I currently have all high marks in my courses. Hopefully, I can keep this up throughout my uni experience. A lot of this needs to be credited to Harry. He's my own personal Google, and rather than rifling through countless different websites, he gives me the answer straight away when he knows it. I've had one presentation, several exams, quizzes, late nights of studying, and many, many lectures. I wanted the university life experience, and I'm damn-well getting it.

More importantly, I'm keeping my mother's wishes for me to continue my education. If I can maintain these stellar grades, I know she'd be beyond proud.

But, on the upside of things, I'll have to go back home soon to see Dad and the family since the baby is due at almost any time within a week or two. Do I necessarily want to be around a screaming, feces-smelling newborn? Not in the slightest, but do I want to see Harry? Hell yes.

I'm aching for him. For him to hug me when we sleep, when we wake up, and when he holds me against him by the hips as we shower together, despite my protests when I want to wash off. I miss complaining about him snoring at night as we eat at the table with Lilly teasing that she can hear it too. I miss Lilly crawling into our bed after our individual showers and falling asleep as we all watch a movie together.

I can't stop thinking about them, especially now as I sit on the floor at my coffee table typing up a six page paper for my class that's currently covering Piaget's stages of development and the characteristics that coincide with the multitude of age levels along with many, many examples of how each stage can determine the age of the person. It takes me multiple hours as I've taken breaks to talk to Harry, Harris, and my dad. It's due next week, but I want to get it done as soon as possible just to get it out of the way.

On the bright side, I'm procrastinating way less than before, maybe it's the pressure to keep up my grades to remain in the school. I don't really want to see what would happen if I started giving up. Dad would especially be disappointed, and Harry would never in a billion years let me get into the territory of becoming a failing student at this school.

As for the friend situation, I've talked more with Alec and Noel. They're actually really good, genuine people. They're witty and have great senses of humor. These people are what I need to be capable to live here. The three of us get along well, we don't argue and there's no discrete rivalry or underlying hatred amongst any of us. I've left that with Annie. These people are the breath of fresh air that I need.