Chapter 4 - The Story Continues

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October 2011

"I don't understand how many times I have to say this before you understand. DO WHAT YOU WANT HARRY," 

"No, I will not 'do what I want'! What I don't understand is why you're so contradicting! Honestly! You're so frustrating!" Harry could see the fury in Avery's eyes.

"Well guess what Harry. Every day when I look left or right and I see another article about how you party so much and how I'm using you for all the perks, I DO get a little frustrated." Avery was now rushing for the door in anger, only to feel a tug on her wrist.

"Oh I couldn't tell," The smart ass side of Harry shined through.

"You're such an asshole sometimes! It's like I'm wrong for being upset!"

" Well, darling, I can't HELP what the stupid media posts. I can't! You'd think by now, you, of all people would understand that! But you never do! You never understand and I start to wonder if you ever will." Now Harry was seeing red, and for the first time, toward Avery.

"I'm so tired of this lecture! God! I know you can't help it but that doesn't mean IT DOESN'T SUCK TO SEE IT HARRY. Why can't I just be upset....FOR ONCE! I'm so tired of being ok with the rumors and everyone coming up to me telling me that they read of you cheating on me!" By this time tears were filling her eyes. 

"GODDAMMIT AVERY. It's NOT going to stop so you better get used to it now, or leave. You KNOW the truth, why does everyone else have to." And that was it for Avery. The tears spilt over, and the last Harry saw of her for that day was her back as she ran out the front door of the loft they had bought together not 3 months before.

At first Harry was glad that she was gone. They had both needed to cool off. As the night went on, he felt his heart falling deeper and deeper into his stomach. 

'You better get used to it now, or leave' replayed in his head for hours. The empty space next to him in the empty bed seemed almost as if it were screaming, making it unable to ignore. 

The night caring to dawn. As Harry awoke from a good 1 hour of sleep only to find an empty bed, just as it was hours before. His heart hurt and had healed and the only thing on the mind was the girl he had to get back. 

As if he were a sprinter in the Olympics, his shoes were on and he ran to the door. Before being able to open it he hurt a  faint,

"Hi," He turned in surprise. Sitting on the couch was the only person he needed and wanted. The only person he could ever be hurt from.

"...hey,"

Harry had never smiled so much.

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Ok I have no good reason for n ot updating and I am very sorry omg. But here is Chapter 4 and I will be working on chapter 5 today as well:) Please can I get 15 reads and a few votes and comments before I post? Thank you very much:)

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