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|Chapter 37|

Harry's POV

"Do you want me to go?" I asked, looking at Fran's pale face. Her eyes avoided the meal I had just brought her.

"I don't know" she shook her head. "I don't know what to think anymore-" her voice paused.

"What's wrong?" I sat up, moving to sit next to her.

Her eyes widened as she scooted over to reveal a red spot on her bed. "I-I" she stuttered.

"Shh" I said standing her up, "go take a shower and I'll take care of this, I'll even put your towel in the dryer so it's warm when you come out"

She finally looked me in the eyes, "that's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me" she choked on her words.

She quickly looked away when her eyes began to tear up and bolted for the bathroom.

"Babe" I couldn't help but laugh, "can I have your towel"

She slowly opened the door, before quickly handing me the cloth.

"Thanks" I heard a murmur from the opposite side of the door causing a small smile to form on my face.

Maybe she can forgive me.

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As I finished making Fran's bed with the fresh sheets, I hesitantly made my way towards the bathroom door.

I could still hear the shower going.

"Francis are you okay?" I asked through the door.

She's been in there awhile.

That's when I hear it.

A soft sound, sending chills down my spine.

It was then I noticed Fran's mother at the end of the hall.

"She's back" she whimpered, as Fran's voice carried around the small apartment.

"I didn't know she could sing" I licked my lips.

"There are a lot of things you don't know about my little girl"

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"I made you tea" I said setting the tray on her nightstand.

"Thanks" her eyes brightened as she took a sip of the hot liquid.

"Come here" I said motioning for her to sit between my legs. I grabbed her hairbrush and began combing her hair.

She winced as I combed a knot but soon relaxed.

"I heard you singing" I muttered.

Her body stilled in my arms.

"Oh"

"You're voice is beautiful" I frowned as she stood up to put her hair up in a bun.

"Can you just.. Not make a big deal out of it" she pleaded, rubbing moisturizer on her face.

"Why didn't you tell me you could sing?" I questioned.

"It's something I wanted to leave behind in California"

"Wait" I stopped her. "There is a lot I don't know about you then"

"No you don't understand-"

"No what I don't understand is you have been lying this entire time!" I raised my voice while standing from her bed.

"You are supposed to share these things with me! I thought you loved me!?"

"Are you really doing this right now?" She gasped.

"Doing what Francis?! Wait, I bet Francis isn't even your real name!" I shouted.

"Get out! Now!" She screamed shoving at my chest.

Even though I didn't want to leave I left anyways.

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