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35| Don't Leave Me

Amelia

"I have to take care of something." I told him and got outside closing the door behind me. Ana who was waiting there for us looked up at me and quickly stood up but before she could speak I did.

"Did you bring my car?" I asked and she nodded her head.

'Yeah but why do you want it?" she asked obviously confused.

"Listen Ana I don't have time for this just go inside and take Marcus home.I'll tell you later." I told her as she gave me the keys.

"You will."

"I will." I promised and she smiled at me. I thanked her and turned around walking quickly towards the stairs I was on the second floor so I didn't need the elevator. I got to the parking lot and started looking around for my car. Where did she park it? Oh there it is. Once I spotted it I approached unlocking the doors and got inside taking a big breath. By now it was past midnight and I knew that my mom would probably be really worried especially since Ana went there to get my car. She surely has told her about Marcus and that we're in the hospital so she will be expecting me there any time soon but I can't go yet. Firstly I have to go somewhere else, to Harry's house and I have to get there fast. I have to talk to him and clear things.

I started the car and drove out of the parking lot keeping the speed up. I still remember where Harry's house is so it will be easy for me to go there the only thing I don't know is if he is going to be there.I hope he is. When I reached the familiar forest I tried to call him but he didn't answer so after three tries I gave up.The car came in a stop and I was now just outside Harry's house. I got out of my car and walked towards the big old house taking small steps each time. Before I came here I had everything planned out what was I going to say what was I going to do but now it's like everything in my mind got erased and I don't even know why I came here in the first place.I am feeling really nervous and my heart is beating really fast, earlier we both didn't behave good to each other but I had my reasons and Harry...Harry just hurt me for revenge. I exhaled deeply and looked up at the door before knocking on it loudly. I waited there tapping my heels on the wooden floor and then it opened and I turned my gaze back to the now opened door. Harry stood there dressed up like earlier leaning a bit to the side as he looked at me with narrowed eyes.I could tell that he was surprised to see me here.

"We have to talk." I told him confidently and he sighed stepping on the side so I could walk in and I did.The placed looked terrible. Things were thrown on the floor which was covered with broken glasses, the couch was pushed towards the wall in a bad condition and the wall had a weird mark on it. I gasped and turned around to look at Harry who was now standing right behind me.Did he do all this...now?

"Harry what happened here?" I asked looking at my surroundings,he shrugged.

"Nothing." he replied simply and I shook my head.

"This is not nothing.Why did you do this?" I yelled and his jaw tensed and he looked at me with dark eyes.

"Because I was fucking angry Amelia." he yelled back and I suddenly lost my confidence.

"Give me your hands." I told him and when he didn't I reached out myself and took them in the small ones examining them.His knuckles were covered in blood and bruised and my eyes widened in shock at the damage he had cost to himself.

"We have to clean this up." I said and guided him to the kitchen. He sat down on a chair without saying anything and I came back again with a wet towel in my hand. I knelt down between his legs and started cleaning up the blood.I could feel his hard stare on me and I let out a shaky breath.

"Why are you even here?" he asked after a while in a low voice.

"Because we need to talk." I told him finally building up the courage to look at his green eyes.He laughed bitterly.