Part 11

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Harry's POV

I finally land. We go through baggage and all that crap... then we are all finally back at our flats. I am so energetic, even though it's almost 22:00. I tweet "Jet lag." because my body is still on American time.

My mind drifts off earlier today, at the airport. I wonder what people thought of her, us. And I also wonder what she thought of this life. I decide to be nice and text her. I know the hate is continuing but there are also some happy tweets. "What did you think of today?" I press send.

Meg's POV

My phone lights up. Harry's name is on my home screen. I slide my finger across and unlock it, reading the text. I am shocked. Does this mean he felt something too? I... I don't know what to say. "Oh, um, good, you?" I don't know what else to say.

We text back and forth a bit, but we say goodbye quickly. Too quickly.

Before I know it, it's 6:00, time for me to get ready for me and Talia's night out. I go to the bathroom and put on more eyeliner than usual. I change my hair a bit.

By the time I finished doing everything I needed to do, it was 15 minutes before we planned on being at the pub. I find Talia in her room, all ready.

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