The New Girl

Chapter 45 - Interesting Conversation

I'm so sorry for not updating in so long! I've been so busy lately, it's not even funny! I hope you guys can forgive me, for such a late update! I'll get back to writing soon, I'm hanging with my dad in the middle of nowhere (which is where he lives) for another week. I promise I'll try to update, but it's kinda hard to do so with little signal!

Thank you for being so patient and for taking the time to give my story a chance! I love every single one of you and am grateful for every single one of you!

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Aurora Jones.

"Do you think you could watch Tramp for a little while?" Harry asked, not bothering to look at me.

After the funeral, everyone decided to take Harry out to eat. I'm not exactly sure what the name of the restaurant was, I just knew it had an amazing outdoor dine-in. Before we could order, Harry had asked if he could talk to me in private. I, shocked that he actually wanted to talk to me, right away I agreed to talk to him.

He lead me towards the front of the restaurant, where a nice looking fountain could be visible. It was taller than, both, Harry and I, and the small horse statues beside it made it look so beautiful.

"Can you watch Tramp and my mom's cats, Dusty and Dotty, for a little while? Gemma and my father won't be able to stay much longer and I don't want Tramp and the cats to see me like this anymore." He sighed, looking away from me.

His beautiful green eyes were even more bloodshot than usual, he had cried throughout the whole thing and I was glad I was able to comfort him.

I wasn't sure why he was asking me to do this, but I wasn't about to ignore the fact that he asked me. He could've asked anyone else, he could've asked one of his friends, but he asked me and that reassured me that he didn't have anything against me.

I cocked a brow, "Are you sure? You know how attached Tramp is to you. I'm sure you're cats will be fine, but Tramp adores you. Are you sure you'll be alright?"

Harry nodded, "Yeah, I just need some time to recollect myself. I don't think it's good for him to see me how I am at home. He already likes you and you like him, so I figured asking you to take care of him for a little while was only common sense." He smiled, a forced smile.

This is the most Harry and I have spoken to each other, even after everything he said... I can still say I feel happy that he's trusting me with the one thing dear to his heart.

"My mom... she uh... brought Tramp home for my eighteen birthday. He means a lot to me and I can't trust him with just anyone else, so you have to promise to take good care of him. I'll stop by later to drop him, the cats, and his things off." He nodded.

I reach for Harry's hand and intertwined our fingers, "It gets better, alright? I know you're in a dark place right now and you feel like nothing is ever going to be okay again but I can promise you that you will get through this. You're Harry Styles, confident, outgoing, a little pushy, and hilarious. You'll be alright." I smiled.

Harry shook his head, "I appreciate the effort to cheer me up, but, at this point, I don't think anything ever will. I'll see you later, Jones." He sighed, before brushing off my hand and walking away.

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I spoke to my father and mother about keeping Harry's pets and they didn't seem to mind, so long as it was strictly temporary. It's not that they didn't want a dog, they just didn't want a dog as big as Tramp. Fortunately for me, Tramp is a very well-behaved dog and made convincing my parents to watch him easier.