Chloe's P.O.V.
A few minutes pass and my phone finally vibrates.
Harry: Hey I was wondering when you were going to text me.
Me: Yeah...um...I've been busy with stuff.
Harry: I bet, so how are you???
Me: I'm good. I have a broken rib and my left leg is broken in three places.
Harry: I'm so sorry.
Me: For what?
Harry: For everything. I was a total Dick and you didn't deserve that.
Is he talking about him kidnapping me?
Me: Its...okay. what happens in the past stays in the past.
Harry: Okay. So, What are you doing???
Me: Nothing much. Just laying on my bed. What about you?
Harry: Oh nothing. I'm up at my friend Luke's.
Me: That's cool. My school is letting me finish my senior year online.
Harry: That's cool. You know Halloween is coming up right?
Me: Yeah what about it?
Harry: Its my birthday! I'll be twenty six.
Me: Oh right. That's only a week away.
Harry: I know.
Me: Well what do you want?
Harry: Nothing...you.
Me: Harry I don't think that is a good idea.
Harry: Why not!
Me: Because of everything that happened. I don't think I'm in the right state of mind.
Harry: You know that I would never hurt you.
Me: ...Yeah...I know. When will you be back in town?
Harry: In a week. Their family is coming down to your town for some dinner party.
Me: Oh well maybe you will stop by.
Harry: Only if you want me to.
Me: I do. I got to go because I am tired. I'll text you in the morning.
Harry: Alright goodnight Chloe. I love you...
Me: Okay.
I decided not to reply and I pulled up my covers. I can't help it but...I still love him.
