Photograph [h.s.]

0.8.

Harry was leaving for the weekend to fly over to L.A. and get all the details from his Dad's friend. It has been already four days since Harry told me the news. And exactly two days ago he got a call from his Dad telling him that he will be leaving on Friday. Life's great.

I am currently sitting in my bedroom and I am crying while my cousin is looking at me like I lost it. Rude.

I am trying to talk to her but I am just waving my arms around while making squealing noises.

"Dude, seriously stop I don't understand sh.it." I just sobbed in return and fell face first on my mattress.

There was a knock on the door before I heard shuffling and someone pulling the door open. "Thank fu.ck! Handle her." Shouted Dina before I heard someone running down the stairs, probably Dina herself. "You suck!" Tried I to shout after her but only a muffled sound was heard.

"I don't even want to know what that was." Chuckled Harry. Hearing his voice made me lift my head up.

He took a look at my face and sighed.

"I am sorry, baby." He climbed on my bed and pulled me into his chest.

"It's not your fault. I am just gonna miss your ass." Mumbled I into his chest.

"So you are only going to miss me for my incredible bum?" Gasped Harry.

"I am offended and hurt!"

"Get over it, loser." Sassed I.

He chuckled but a sigh still left his lips.

"I am going to miss you too, like a lot." His eyes filled with tears.

"Oh come on people! It's only for three fūcking days! Suck it up!" Yelled Dina. Harry laughed while I was glaring at her. She flipped me off and sat on the foot of my bed. "I am going to push you off, if you don't leave." Threatened I, well tried. She rolled her eyes at me. "I am so scared." Mocked she. "Well, suit yourself. We are just going to make out over here and maybe make some Harry and Summer Juniors." Said Harry while pulling my face to his. Dina gasped in horror and ran out of my room.

Me and Harry waited until we couldn't hear her anymore and burst out laughing. "Harry and Summer Juniors? Really?" Chuckled I. "Hey! Why not?" Replied Harry cheekily. "In your dreams Harold." "I know." I hit him on his chest while he laughed.

"We spent the next two days preparing everything, packing his bags and just being together. He still helped me with the project and made copies of the pictures we took. He even helped me with the essay, he told me his favourite memories of us being together and stuff we did."

"Harry! You can't put the first time we made out in there!" Shouted I.

"Why not?" Laughed he.

"You are nuts." I shook my head.

"You love me." Sing-songed he. "True." Hummed I.

"I love you too, Summer." Smiled he.

I stared at him as tears filled my eyes and my lip started to quiver.

"Babe." He sighed and wrapped his arms around me.

Harry left kisses on my temple, my cheek, jaw, neck and than my lips.

"I am going to miss you too. But I will be back. I will call you every day or text you, like all the time. It's only three days, babe."

"It's not really about this weekend Harry." I confessed.

"In three weeks you are basically moving there!" Exclaimed I.

He stood up and ran his hand through his hair, showing that he was obviously very frustrated or annoyed.