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Chapter 32

-Harry-

Before I could even process what was happening, she was sprinting off in the opposite direction of me.

"Grace!" I yelled as I chased after her, "Grace!"

She just kept running. I darted through the crowd to try and get to her but there was way too many people here.

After I finally managed to push through the people, she was gone. The front door was wide open so I suspected she went outside.

I ran outside and scanned through the people on the lawn and porch, but Grace wasn't there. Then I saw a flash of movement in my peripheral vision coming from my left. I spun around to see what it was and I saw a head of blonde hair running away from the house.

"Grace!" I called as I chased after her.

I caught up with her easily because of my long legs. When I got close enough I grabbed her arm and spun her around.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

She stared at me with wide eyes, "How many girls have you slept with?"

Her question completely caught me off guard, "What...what do you-"

"Answer the question," she glared at me.

"Uh...I don't really..."

"Don't really what?" she challenged, "Don't really know how many?"

"Look Grace, I made some really bad choices in the past but..."

"And how do I know that I'm not just another one of your many girls?" she spit.

"Where did you even-"

She didn't let me finish, "For all I know you could have three other girlfriends-"

"Grace!" I interrupted, "I would never cheat on you."

"You already did once before," she scoffed, "You kissed another girl at that bar."

"I was drunk and I didn't know what the hell I was doing!" I fired back.

"The only reason you went and got drunk in the first place was because you were pissed off that Louis was helping me in physics!" she yelled, "Your own jealousy almost ruined our relationship!"

"I wasn't jealous!" I yelled back, "Louis is a fucking asshole that singlehandedly ruined high school for me. He doesn't care about anyone but himself and he wouldn't think twice before hurting you."

She was quiet for a moment.

"Where is all of this coming from?" I asked.

"Well...when I got lost I found him and he started telling me all this stuff about you and..."

"Shit, Grace don't listen to anything he tells you. Even though I made some terrible choices, I didn't do half of the things he tells people," I put my hand on her cheek, "I didn't care about anything, until I met you."

She looked down at the ground and sighed. I could tell she was contemplating whether to forgive me or not.

"You promise?" she almost whispered.

I rubbed my thumb along her cheekbone, "I promise."

I put my arm around her shoulder and we walked back to the fraternity house.

She stopped when we reached the front steps, "But what do we have to do?"

"I still have no clue," I studied the house for a moment, "Our best bet is to find past me."