Eleven. Break-Up/Make-Up

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(A/N - I'M BACK!!!  I had a great two week vacation but did miss giving you all updates.  I'll probably post two more chapters after this one...just to make up for the two week hiatus!  I hope you all enjoy!!  Love to all of you, darlings!!!)

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I walked down the long corridor of the terminal.  I was exhausted from not only boot camp, but my roller coaster of a relationship.  I make it past the gate to the main area where people are joining up with their loved ones.  I scan the crowd to locate my parents and soon spot them in a corner, apparently looking for me as well.  Our eyes make contact.  My parents smile big and I can see a few tears leave my mum’s eyes.  I walk briskly over to them and into their embrace.  It feels good to be home.

I threw my suitcase in my closet, not wanting to remove the items from it yet.  I placed my guitar by its stand and flopped down on my bed, face first, and buried my head into the comfort of my pillow. 

With my face still partially buried, I reach into my back pocket and pull out my phone and brought it up to my face so I can see the screen with my left eye, my right eye pressed into the mattress.  I quickly texted Jamie telling him that I was home.  He replied a few minutes later telling me that he loved me and would call me later today.  I gently threw my phone down to the end of the bed and allowed my exhaustion to bring me to a peaceful slumber.

I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing.  I wasn’t sure how long I had been asleep but I could tell that it wasn’t nearly as long as I had wanted.  Not really wanting to move, I used my foot to slide the phone up within the reach of my hand.  I grabbed the still ringing phone and without looking at the screen, I accepted the call and held it to my ear.

“Hello” I groaned.

“Were you sleeping?  I’m sorry” the voice on the other end stated apologetically.  I was still half asleep and couldn’t tell who it was but I continued on with the conversation.

“No.  It’s fine.” I replied.

“Ok.  Good.  I just wanted to hear your voice.”  Then it clicked.

“Harry?” I asked.

“Yes, crazy.” He chuckled.  “I’m hurt you didn’t know it was me.” He joked.  I began to come to my senses.  I sat up right in my bed and kind of shook the sleep off wanting to give Harry my full attention.

“Sorry.  I was asleep and it takes me a few minutes to wake up.  How are you?”

“Good.  Just bored and wanted to talk to you.”

“Oh…um…ok.”

“So…how was your flight?”

“Good…it was good.  Slept most of it and then as soon as I got home I came right up to my bed to sleep some more.  I guess boot camp really took a lot out of me.”

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