Chapter 9.

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I look at the five boys following a waiter to a table. Harry watched as they left our center of the restaurant into I'm guessing he bar area.

"What's wrong?" I asked as Harry called for the check.

"Huh? Nothing. We just need to leave now." He says lowly putting money on the table and pulling me out the door. As we walk outside I jerk away.

"What in the hell was that Harry?" I asked making him turn around.

"Delilah. Noes not a good time to be doing this lets go."

"No why did you randomly freak out and leave when you saw those guys?" I asked again crossing my arms.

"Get in the fucking car or I'll force you too." He threatens opening the passenger door. I roll my eyes at his threat and climb in, once I'm in he slams the door and walks around the the driver side.

"Maybe you should find another place to stay." Harry says as we stop at a red light. It's been silent for over 10 minutes.

"Seriously? The reason why I don't have a home is because I stuck up for you and now your just kicking me to the curb?"

"No it's not like that. I just, I don't know I thought maybe you'd like to stay with that one slutty girl you hang out with, wait her names Sarah, yeah?"

"Yes her names Sarah and I doubt it. She's been keeping something from me, a guy." I say quietly looking at Harry.

"Who?" He asked slowly.

"I don't know.." I began to think of someone she would be with. Harry lets out a long breathe like he's been holding it in. I give him a questioning look and he just gives me a smile.

"So what happened back there?" I asked after a couple minutes of complete silence.

"Just some friends." He answered shortly, I can tell he is hiding something.

"What? You don't want people to know we are together?"

"You think we are a couple? You and me?" He asked laughing.

"Well um no, I guess not." I said feeling a little disappointed. The rest of the ride was silent. Maybe I should stay at someone else's house, or maybe I should just go home. We pull into his driveway and I get out before he turns the engine off. I walk up to the door waiting for Harry he slowly walks up and unlocks the door. I follow him downstairs to his room.

"You going to pout all day?" Harry says sitting down on his little sofa.

"I'm not pouting. I'm thinking, probably something you never do." I snap putting my stuff into a bag.

"Where are you going?" He asked standing up and walking over to me.

"I don't know. Jessica maybe, I shouldn't of came and stayed here anyways. I'll find a cheap hotel room if all else fails I'll go back to my mother." I tell him folding my clothes and laying them into my bag neatly.

"Wow. Fine, get out. You shouldn't of came here then." Harry snaps at me walking upstairs.

"Are you kidding me." I groan putting the bag over my shoulder. He just made a complete fool out of me and I believed his little speech again. I'm so stupid. I'm done with these games, why do guys do that? They make you feel special then they leave. It hurts too, I actually thought there could be something between us, I guess I was wrong.

I walk upstairs and I don't see Harry. I guess he doesn't want to see me. I walk outside and climb into my car. It's 3:30 and I have to find a place to stay. Luckily there's just testing tomorrow so I don't have to be there until 1 in the afternoon.

After hours of finding somewhere to stay I pull over somewhere outside of town. What am I going to do? I drive to the nearest hotel which isn't very nice more like a motel. It's Old and there's not very clean. I get a room and I sit at the edge of the bed, it smells musty in here and I'm sure these sheets aren't clean. Stupid Harry, I can't stand him for doing that. He makes me fall for him but he doesn't catch me.

I laid down and tried to sleep but I couldn't. I started at the ceiling for at least an hour before I heard a loud banging at the door which made me jump. I started to freak out, who could want to be in here? What if he's a rapist? Or a killer? I slowly walk towards he brown door and unlock the door. I can't believe they don't have a peephole. I slowly opened the door and to my surprise the one person I didn't want to see was standing there.

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