Reconnecting

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PROLOGUE

"Harry, do you promise you'll keep in touch?" I stuck my pinkie through the window of his car.

"I promise, Tara," Harry wrapped his pinkie around mine.

"I'm going to miss having a best friend," I sighed.

"Yeah," Harry bit his lip. "Best friend."

I ruffled his curly hair one last time, and then the car drove him away from me, and to the X Factor auditions.

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