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"I hope you understand this isn't my fault, shit if you were a guy and Jessica showed up I-"
"Harry stop!" I whine.
He's been rambling on for an hour about how he's sorry and it's not technically his fault.
It's annoying as hell.
I've mainly been ignoring him because I don't want to hear how Jessica has a nice body and lures men in.
I do know he's sorry and he knows I know. I have no idea why he's still going on about this I just want to forget it all.
"Sorry Melanie."
"Ella." I correct him.
He sighs and leaves my room.
I follow behind him and watch as he sits on the couch and places his elbows on his knees.
He's probably really bummed about this and I'm just as horrified as he is.
He rubs his face and ignores me when I sit beside him.
I move to the end of the couch, leaving a few feet of space between us.
I don't want him to start anything, he's good at that.
It's something I've learned in the past few days.
He keeps his face in his hands and sighs several times.
My mother would yell at him just for not sitting straight.
Then she'd yell at him for sighing.
I actually miss my mother.
She's a strict woman sometimes, she's protective and stubborn.
But she's gorgeous and has a warm smile and she smells like fresh muffins. Even though she gets on every one of my nerves, I want to visit her.
Definitely not now, but maybe in a month or two.
I was on the phone with my mother about two weeks ago when she brought up the subject on visiting me.
I hope she doesn't show up randomly, like she usually does. That'd be horrible.
I remember the way she laughed with Harry's mother when they were talking, and they'd make fun of us secretly.
My thoughts stop when Harry groans, again.
I look over.
His face is still in his hands and his shirt clings to his body.
I can see his collar bones and how his necklace hangs over it gracefully.
The veins in his large hands seem to move when he groans, like he gets angrier at each noise he makes.
His jaw is clenched, I want to lean over and kiss him but I know now isn't the time.
He makes another noise.
"Harry stop that."
He moves his head from his hands and looks at me, his jaw still clenched.
"Stop what?"
"Feeling guilty! It's driving me crazy!"
"You drive me crazy." He smiles.
"Just forget it Harry this shouldn't be an issue anymore, Okay?"
Harry scoots next to me, our legs pressed against each other.
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