Chapter 12

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Chapter 12:

Month 1:

Dear Harry,

Wow! This has been a busy month. I've missed you like crazy. I got a job at a local bakery. I've saved up a good sum of money. At this rate, it shouldn't bee too long until I have enough money to fly out there.

Mom, Dad, and I moved into our new house today. It reminds me of my old house. It's got almost the same exact layout. It's so weird.

I made a new friend. Her name is Jazmyne. We hung out all weekend. She showed me around town. She works at the bakery with me. She's really funny. You would love her. We would be the 3 best friends. She reminds me of you. (Don't worry, I would never let her replace you.)

The other day, I had my boss asking if I was engaged because of the ring. I don't know why, but I wear it on my wedding ring finger. It just feels more comfortable on that finger.

Mom has not stopped complaining about missing your Mom. I had no idea how much of friends they were. It's actually kind of funny.

Well, I ought to be heading to work now. I miss you. I miss you A LOT!

Love you best friend,

Addison (:

I closed the journal and put it in the drawer on my bed side table. I grabbed my bag and walked downstairs. I grabbed an apple and kissed Mom good-bye. I walked out to my car and drove to the bakery. As usual, Jazmyne was waiting for me outside.

"Hey Addison! How was your weekend that wasn't spent with me." She joked.

"I was with you all weekend except for last night, when I went home and fell asleep right away." I chuckled as we walked in.

We walked to the back and checked in. We grabbed our apron's and started mixing batters.

"So Addie, I have this friend, and I showed him a picture of you and he thought you were super cute!" Jazmyne whispered.

"Oh, what does he look like?" I asked.

She pulled her phone out of her apron pocket and looked around, hoping not to get caught. She pulled up a picture of him. He wasn't too bad looking. He kind of had a bad-boy image to him.

"He's cute! What's his name?" I asked.

"James. I was going to his house today after work. I'm friends with his sister. Do you want to come with?" She asked.

"Sure." I smiled.

We drove to my house and left my car in the driveway. I got into her car and we drove to James' house. He had a huge house. At least 7 bedrooms. There was a grand staircase in the middle of the house.

"Addison, this is Tamarah." Tamarah hugged me.

"You can call me T. Sorry if I creeped you out, I'm a hugging type of person." She smiled.

I smiled back. We heard a deep chuckle from atop the stairs.

"Addison, that's my brother, James." T introduced us.

James made his way down the stairs. He walked over to me, his eyes never leaving mine. His eyes had a sparkle to them. As he walked closer, I noticed they were a dark shade of green, just like Harry's.

"Hi. Jazmyne told me about you, and I just had to meet you." He smiled at me. "Come and sit in the living room."

We stayed at their house for a few hours.

"Jazmyne, I gotta go home. Mom wants to talk to me about something." I lied. I just didn't want to be there anymore. I really like T, she's fun, but James, just ins't my type of person to be around. He reminds me of Landon.

Jazmyne drove me home. I got out of the car and walked up to the front door yelling, "See you at work tomorrow Jazmyne!" I put the key in the door and unlocked the door. I walked in and the house was silent.

"Mom! Dad!" I yelled though the house.

I walked up to my bedroom and put my stuff away. I checked in all the rooms for them, and they were no where to be found. I skipped into the kitchen and opened the fridge. There was a note left in there,

Adds, Dad and I went to go visit Grandma and Pap-Paw. We should either be home late tonight, or tomorrow. Love you, Mom

Hmm, home alone. Sounds fun. I went and grabbed my laptop and brought it downstairs with me. I sat down on the couch and decided to check twitter before playing my iTunes. I Harry tweeted about a minute ago. It had a picture attatched to it. The tweet read,

Isn't she just perfectly gorgeous? The picture attatched to it was some random girl sleeping.

I clicked on his page and saw al he tweeted about now was how he was hanging out with his 'new girlfriend'. I felt the tears threatening to fall down my face. I opened one tweet that said,

I love her with ALL of my heart! And attatched was a picture of him and her kissing.

i knew that was it. The tears slid down my cheeks. I clicked the unfollow button.

I ran up to my room and layed on my bed sobbing. I grabbed my pillow and cried on it. I took the ring he got me and threw it across my room.

I couldn't believe he would do this. After promising to never love some like he loved me. I went back and grabbed my laptop. I changed my background from the picture of my cousins, him and I to me and Mom. I logged back on to twitter and wrote a new tweet:

Well, I guess you can never trust anyone...

I sat and watched t.v. for a while.

I was watching Finding Nemo, when my phone started ringing.

I didn't even bother to see who it was, "Hello?"

"Addie, I saw your tweet. What's wrong?"

I never told her about Harry, so I decided now was a good time to tell her. I spilled everything to her. I sobbed to her, remebering the last time I sobbed to my friend over the phone, was the night that I learned my best friend wasn't really my best friend.

"Addison, I'll be over in a minute." She said before hanging up.

About 10 minutes later she busted through my front door. She ran into the living room with her hands full. She had ice cream, movies, and tissues. I laughed at her as she put it all on the coffee table.

"Yu really are a life saver." I hugged her.

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A/N: So, Harry really hurt Addison. She's really upset about the whole thing. What's gonna happen if Harry sees the tweet and sees that she unfollowed him?

I'm probably going to write the next chapter in his P.O.V.

Can I get some Comments/Vote/New Fans? I want to see if people are still reading this.

Love ya (:

-J

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