The Bucket List (Being edited)

Chapter 7

Jessicas POV

Laser tag was really fun. It was definitely a great way to take my mind off of him (what we now refer to as Harry). Julia made up this rule that his name will not be mentioned in this house, so that's why we call Harry him. Yeah, she's a bit overdramatic.

The girls and I were sitting on the couch watching dancing with the stars, when I got a call. I checked the caller ID on the house phone but the number never came up, it only said blocked. I picked it up anyways though.

"Hello, who are you, what do you want, and why is your number blocked?" I asked annoyed. 

"Hello, its harry, I want to talk to you, and I'm guessing you blocked my number."

My whole body froze when I heard him speak.

"What do you want and make it fast, oh and your on speak so don't say anything that you might regret. My girls are here to back me up." I said as I turned the house phone to speaker.

"You said to call you when I grew up, so I called you back. I know I made a mistake and I can back up why I said it." Harry said, sounding truly sorry.

"I don't know girls. Should we listen to him? I'm sure in need of a laugh." I ask them, chuckling lightly to myself. As if I'll believe anything he'll say.

"I think we should." Julia said while laughing at the end.

"Fine, go ahead Harry" I say, placing my hand on my hip. I then realize he can't see me.

"Well it all started when we were at the restaurant with Caroline. When she asked to get the lipstick, I got a call from management. So I answered it. Before I continue Jessica, you have to understand that you mean the world to me. They threatened that they will hurt you in some way. Whether it's through someone or something you love. I couldn't risk you getting hurt because you meant the world to me. But I didn't know that me doing what they said would hurt you even more." He said to me with such a strong emotion that said he meant every word spoken. I let out an exaggerated sigh.

"Girls you can go now. I need to talk to Harry by myself for a minute." I say, shooing the forks away.

Seeing their apprehensive looks, I say "I will be fine. I'll call you if I need anything." The girls nod and walk out the room.

"I'm sorry too, Harry. It's just that you just popped into my life again without any warning, so I didn't expect anything that was going to happen. I was so surprised when I saw you, and I guess all those raw emotions surfaced again." I say. I don't know who seemed more surprised about my confession, me or Harry.

"You have nothing to apologize fit Jess, it was ask my fault, and I'm so so sorry."

"Come over Harry I need you. I need my best friend back." I pleaded with him.

"I'm already here." The door swung open to reveal Harry standing there with his arms open. I ran to him and I started crying in his chest.

"I thought I lost you again" I spoke just above a whisper.

"Shhh no. Baby. Oh no. Shhh. It's ok I'm here. You will never loose me again. I love you and I missed you so much." Realizing what he said, he blushed beat red. I'm sure my cheeks were the same.

We decided it would be great to catch up seeing as it had been years since we last spent time together. To leave us alone to our bonding time, the girls went and had a sleepover with the rest of the boys.

"Grab the movie?" Harry asked. I smiled.

"Only if you make the popcorn." I replied. This is good. It's what we used to do before he left. We would have a cheesy movie marathon while eating popcorn, then he would sing to me until I fell asleep.

As the movie ended, my eyes started to drift shut. A smile found it's way onto my face when I heard the deep, raspy voice next to me start to sing.

"Isn't she lovely

Isn't she wonderful

Isn't she precious

Less than one minute old

I never thought through love we'd be

Making one as lovely as she

But isn't she lovely made from love"

I shifted around so I was more comfortable as Harry continued to whisper-sing. He was now lying with his back on the couch, and my back on his chest. His arms were wrapped tightly around me, making it difficult to move. Not like I was complaining. His chest was nice and firm and his arms made me feel warm and tingly inside. It was amazing, a feeling I've never experienced before.

I didn't realize how much I missed this until now. It's good to have my best friend back.