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I walk out of school with Harry calling my name. I get in my car and pull out of school. I speed down the street until I get to my house. I then run upstairs and collapse on my bed. I'm so happy to be home. I'm off for the weekend. I grab my journal and my camera and head back downstairs. I'm going to the pier. I want to journal.

As soon as I pull in the lot, I get a text from Adelaide.

Ads: where r u at rn?

me: the pier.

Ads: okay

I just lock my phone and get out of the car, grabbing my bag. I walk down on the beach and sit down on the sand. I just take in my surroundings.

After about 30 minutes of just sitting here, I decide I might want to start journaling before it gets dark. As soon as I glue the picture of Harry in , I feel someone standing above me. I look up and quickly shut my journal because of who it is. "Harry? Why are you here?" I ask. He sighs. "I need to talk to you." he says. "About what?" I ask while rolling my eyes. I really don't want to talk to him right now. He sits down next to me and grabs my hands. "Stevie I'm so sorry that I forgot you." he says. I shrug. "Harry , I don't care. It happened. I don't want to depend on you though." I say. "I need you to depend on me." he mumbles. "Why?" I ask. He looks over at me with wide eyes, thinking I didn't hear. "Because I just do." he says. I roll my eyes. "You're a child." I say. He then pulls me onto his lap and lays down. I'm laying completely on top of him. I would've have gotten off but it happened so quickly. "What are you doing?" I ask. "Just go with it." he says.  So I do. I just lay there.

"What in this?" harry asks while grabbing my journal. I start shaking my head and yell "no!" while grabbing it back. He looks at me with a confused look on his face. I get up and walk away from him. I then open my journal up and finish the page I was doing. I write the quote "I'm always the one who loves more, that's my problem." I write this because it's so true. I'm the one who loves more. Harry will never love me and I guess I'll just have to deal with that.

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