just our moment

chapter two: It's never too late

You'll know when it's right...

Harper's P.O.V

I rushed to the kitchen where the sound came from.

"Conner!", you ass.. that's my favorite vase" my voice got softer after each word.
"You're draining me" I cried out, the tears falling down like water from the tap.

"You're draining me too" he answered not caring that he's making me cry.

"Stop hurting me conner, I'm inlove with you so can we just sit and talk?" I was so desperate for some peace between us, I don't want to lose all we have.

"No harper you're not inlove with me" His tone was harsh,he stepped on the broken vase on the ground crushing it more.

Brushing pass me, he went to the living room but I knew he was leaving.

This is how our arguments end.
Him walking away, like he won.

My first instinct is to call Ayla but I know by now She's home and most likely on face time with Liam.

So instead I called my sister, helen.
She picked up on the first ring.

"Hey harp" the happy tone of her voice made me jealous, because I knew she was alot happier than me and right now I'm embarrass to tell her about my failing relationship.
I wanted to rant to someone though but the words were hard to say especially since I've never told her about this before.

Instead I started to cry, heaving, loud cow crying.
I love conner so much.

"Harper what's wrong?" The concern she had for me was heart touching, it calmed me down just enough for me to explain everything.

Talking to her always cheered me up and after the call I grabbed some snacks and snuggled myself into a blanket on the couch.

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"Phillip, let the frog go" I spoke sternly but he shook his head no.

"He's my bestfriend now" Phillip told me and was bringing the frog to his face, maybe to give it a kiss.
I froze for a sec.

"Ew, it's dirty and poisonous your gonna get warts on your lips if you kiss him" I rushed out quickly.

"What are warts?" He asked, tilting his head in wonder.

"Big water bumbs" I said in a dramatic voice.

He didn't seem frighten but he did put the frog down and walked away from it.

"You need to wash your hands before you play with the other kids" I told him and led him to the pipes.

I thought it was a great idea, to take them to the park but I'm starting to regret it now.
It's like having this big open space to play gave them mischievous ideas.

Or more like gave Phillip mischievous ideas, his mother drops him off almost everyday for months now and i know him enough to say he's way too curious  but I never stayed mad at him for too long since he always gave me that grin with his two front teeth gone.

It's adorable.

another work day ended but this time I didn't have much to clean up but deep down I wished I did, the thought of going home some what felt suffocating.
Our memories were everywhere in the house and I wanted to just momentarily forget about it.
This feeling pulling me down like gravity made my walk towards home slow.

I strode steadily but seemed out of breathe, I got a headache when I saw our house.

I remember the day he sat down with my dad and I.
At first my dad didn't think it was a good idea for me to move out at 19 but he knows I've been dating conner for awhile.
He adored our relationship but yet still he was so protective of me especially since he still saw me as the five year old that needed her dad for everything but conner impressed my dad just like he's done many times before.
His secret was the charming, smart and logical words.

Dad fell for it.

He trusted conner and a small part of me wished he haven't, maybe if he was  strict I wouldn't have fallen for conner and all of this could have been avoided but a bigger part of me was thankful.
Everything conner and I been through reflect the person I am now, he plays such a big part in my life, it scares me.

The door was open and I groaned.

Why does he have to be home...

I went in and slowly made my way to the living room but I saw two figures instead of one.
For a moment, just a semi-second I wondered if I was walking in on him cheating but it went away quickly when I saw that it was just my dad.

Like many times before, my feet knew what to do so ran and hugged him without much thinking.

"Dad, what are you doing here?"I smiled as I let him go.

"I have good news" he grinned at me and just like that my mind was busy wondering what it could be but didn't have to wonder for too long since he literally yelled what the good news was.

"I'm getting married!"

"At your historic age" I teased him but the smile on my face showed how happy I was for him,however a small thought was at the back of my head.

I've been dating conner for seven years and not once has he ever mentioned marriage to me, I never thought much of it because I was sure one day I'd sit by the dinner table cutting a birthday cake and suddenly see a ring.

I never said anything about marriage either, I don't want him to propose all because I mentioned it.
I want him to do it off his own mind without any hint from me.

"I'm not that old, my birth certificate says fifty four but everyone knows I'm twenty one" he narrowed his eyes at me pretending to be offended, I just laughed.

"Did you bring Lydia with you?" I inquired about his to be wife.

"Oh no, she's at her mother's house to tell her family the good news" he told me and I gazed into his eyes just to see if he was truly happy, and all I saw was joy.

I felt jealous tinge in my heart and I scold myself.
This is just pathetic, why can't conner just try to communicate with me without yelling.

Just then I looked to where he was standing to see if he was still there but he wasn't instead I heard foot steps desending up the stairs.
I have to save this relationship, if we ever break up it's going to ruin me.

"Dad I'm gonna talk to conner about something, I'll be back down in a sec" I gave my dad a tight lip smile.

"I won't be here when your back, I'll be staying with Lydia and her mother" he informed me while taking a seat on the couch.

As I walked up the stairs, I looked out the window and saw how dark outside was and suddenly felt tired.

I pushed open the bedroom and heard the shower running so I sat on the bed and took my shoes off.

I dozed off but woke up when I heard body spray pumping, my eyes fluttered opened then I saw conner moving around the room and then took his jacket up.

"Where are you going?" I asked him.

"Out"he answered blankly.

"Conner, out where? I wanted to talk to you or we could simply watch a movie but please don't leave tonight" I spoke quickly, hoping he'll change his mind.

"I'll be back in the morning" his voice  held no emotion and I could feel the incoming pain in my chest.

"Conner please" I plead as I sat up.

"Goodnight" he walked towards the door and my eyes began to water, doesn't he care about me anymore.
Maybe he fell out of love or There's someone else.

Someone prettier, more understanding, someone who doesn't touch his clothes, someone who crys less.

Someone better.

He opened the door and I watched him leave.

I didn't have much time to pity myself.
My phone rang and I answered it quickly when I saw that it was Ayla.

I wiped my eyes and put a smile on my face to help my voice sound normal.
"What's up?" I asked.

I didn't heard anything but silence then a small sniffle.

"Ayla, what's wrong?" My heart sank.