Abditory [H.S]

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Tried to finish this chapter as soon as I can! I've been stuck in writer's block for a few hours- but it's all good now, enjoy.

And goodluck....you're gonna need it.

Luella Jones

"So you didn't fuck him?" She asks for the third time this morning.

"No! We didn't do anything." I say, answering her as I put all of my stuff back into the suitcase.

We left the Black Forest at about 7am, we are now at the hotel taking a break.

I slept for 45 minutes when we got here, still feeling tired since yesterday.

Speaking of yesterday- that's what everyone is talking about.

Not the forest, but the rumor that started circling around since yesterday night of him and I dating.

It's disgusting to even think about that, but everytime I go out all I get are looks from here and there, questions from anyone about us.

The real thing is that there is no us.

But that's not what people like to hear. I literally heard someone call me Harry's girlfriend this morning- and I almost gagged at the name.

I am not a girlfriend of his, nor even a friend.

We're the last of being friends right now.

"His cheeks were literally flushed red and he fixed his pants four times yesterday, are you sure?" Liv asks me for assurance.

She said something about the drug messing up my brain, or not remembering some parts of my night, but I already told her no.

I remember quite everything- every little thing that happened, and I was very much aware of what me and Harry did.

"I told you Liv, I only teased him and then we came back, nothing else, I'm sure." I zip up my suitcase, putting it on the floor beside the bed.

We went to the museum earlier, it's almost noon and our flight is at 1pm, meaning we need to get to the airport fast.

The museum trip was quite boring, didn't hear much of it and only leaned over strong stuff to close my eyes everytime we stopped to check something out.

Museums aren't really my thing, especially if they're full of historical stuff.

Liv comes up from behind me, holding both my shoulders as I look at her confused, raising my eyebrows at how close she's standing next to me.

"Look Luella, boys act all tough and strong in front of us girls and then go cry in their mother's lap at home. Harry on the other hand- he ain't no boy, he's an actual man, truly tough and strong, and can break both your heart and arm at the same time. You deserve someone as sweet as you, not a rock solid heartless bitch ass like him."

I look at her stunned by what I'm hearing, not expecting this speech at all.

"Please don't go near him again, especially drunk and high- imagine what would've happened last night if you didn't actually stop. I don't wanna risk losing you babe." She says in a sincere voice, showing how much she actually cares about me and is saying this for my own good.

I nod at her, pressing my lips firmly against each other.

"I got you, don't worry. I hate his guts anyways, I would never go near him unless it's a coincidence." I explain, watching her nod at me and come closer, wrapping her arms around me.