Chapter 2

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When Harry came back outside, he looked as if he had just finished crying. I guess the lads noticed too beause they told me to stay put while they went and walked over to him to see what was wrong. When they walked back over they were all upset and extremely sad. We all sat back down and Harry began to speak.

"Shannon, I need to tell you something..." 

"Okay... go on..." I replied.

"On the way to moms friends house, mom was hit head on by a drunk driver..." Harry said gloomily.

"SHE'S GONNA BE OKAY RIGHT?!?!" I asked extremely frightful.

"The driver left immediately and then crashed into a tree down the road-"  I cut him off.

"Get to the point Harry!"

"M-m-mom didn't make it." He choked out and a tear rolled down his cheek.

By this point I was bawling and I pushed past Harry and the boys as I ran up to my room. I loudly slammed and locked the door. I looked out my window and noticed the boys huddled around Harry trying to comfort him. I sat on my bed and screamed into my pillow. Tears still streaming down my face, I grabbed the teddy bear that Harry gave to me just before he left for his first tour. I sleep with it every night to comfort me. It sounds sill but that bear is the only thing that was ever able to comfort me in the middle of the night when my thoughts run wild. I am cuddling with the bear while screaming my lungs out.

Refusing to believe what has happened, I realize how wet my face it from the tears streaming down my face. I hear a knock on my door and knowing immediatly that it was Harry I scream, "GO AWAY, JUST LEAVE ME ALONE ALREADY!"

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*Harry's P.O.V.*

"GO AWAY, JUST LEAVE ME ALONE ALREADY!" she screamed at me.

"Shannon, please just let me in. I want to talk to you." I plea.

"NO HARRY, YOU HAVE CAUSED ENOUGH DAMAGE TO MY LIFE ALREADY!"

I didnt respond. I ran my hand through my hair as my back slid down her door. Another tear rolled down my cheek. When we were little, she would always come to me when she was upset, she would always ask for help. She always told me that I was her best friend. How have I caused damage to her life? That makes no sense. I wiped my eyes, got up, and walked downstairs into the backyard.

*Shannon's P.O.V.*

Why did this have to happen to me?

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