Shattered - H.S. |on hold|

Fifteen

I gripped the side of the icecream tube so it would stay in play as I firmly brought the spoon to the cold surface of the only icecreamtaste I ever ate and ever would eat.

Häagen-Dazs cookies and cream aka the love of my life, along with my little boy Ashton.

After the trip to Sea world the kids were exhausted and we brought two of them home, where my parents had headed back after work. Cleo and I brought little Lux with us since Harry had abruptly left us and wouldn't come back until late, promising he would pick her up inhere, Cleo's flat.

I hadn't bothered thinking about the Amy girl anymore. Why bother about Harry anyway, I wanted to be friends with him, nothing more and if he wanted more with that Amy girl it was up to him.

Yet here I was, finding myself reaching for icecream, the best friend when you're emotional. Grabbing toward unhealthy food was something I rarely did though so I guess I might have been quite hurt by the fact I wasn't the only girl in Harry's life, I was just too stubborn to admitt it.

Soon enough another spoon joined mine, looking up I noticed Cleo. Lower lip firmy sucked between her teeth and brows knitted together as she tried to spoon up some of the magic which was rather a difficult task since it had just been rejected from the freezer.

Once succeeded she lead the spoon towards her mouth enjoyed the taste, closing her eyes and humming in aprovement.

I shook my head laughing at her, still struggling to get any one my part.

“So you and Harry.” She brough the now freezing metal from her smirking lips. I, on my part finally managed to get some icecream onto mine and brought it towards my lips, slightly shaking my head.

“We're nothing.”

“Yeah sure.” The sarcasm dripping off her voice. “You guys are nothing but his entire world lits up when you bumped into him and somehow you both dissapear to god knows where and you come back on your own all flustered having to bring his little sister home. Doesn't sound like nothing baba, last time I heard you talk about him you were crying about how he kissed you.”

I rolled my eyes at her while keeping my mouth shut, maybe Harry and I weren't nothing, but we definitely weren't something either.

“A lot of happened since the last time I called you about Harry.” I mummered lowering my spoon once again.

She batted it away though, making me loop up to her once again. “No shit sherlock, stop focussing on that icecream but on me instead and tell me everything.”

I tried to tell as much of him, trying to convince her he's a good guy without really explaining his past knowing it was non of her problems and she shouldn't be one to know it. Yet I told her about his little act on the cough which made her gross him out.

She liked Harry though, which I was glad for. He needed more people in his life, and it would be a plus if he got on with his neighbour. She only warned me, not to get close to him.