Chapter 8

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   "Harry you don't remember Y/n? Your best friend?!"

Anne raised her voice at him. Before he could speak, she took out her phone and showed him a picture. It was me, Harry, and Anne at the X factor auditions. It was after he got in. He studied the picture closely, then he looked at me. I just stood there, awkwardly. I couldn't take the pressure so I ran to my room and closed the door. I let out a huge sigh I was holding in for a while. I sat on the bed and just thought about everything for 20 minutes. I heard a knock on the door and I got up and opened it. There standing was Harry, his eyes red.

"Y/n." His voice cracked, he then opened his arms and wrapped them around my waist and led me into a hug.

"So you finally remember?" I chuckled, shedding a few tears. He got out of the hug and looked at me.

"I-I'm so sorry." He silently cried. I wiped away his tears.

"It's okay Haz, I get it, Niall told me about everything, you've been through a lot and got into drugs..." I sighed.

"Heh, well I'm really glad you're here with me on tour now, we'll have one hell of a good time, like old times." He winked at me.
    I let out a laugh, it's been years since I've had a conversation with him but it feels like we've been friends throughout this whole time. I guess that's just how best friends are. Best friends, that's all we are.....

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