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It's been sooooooooooooooo fucking long, since I have updated the last chapter. I was like 16 years old? Jesus, I'm not even the same person, that I was, when I started writing this story. I was signing in, reading your messages, comments and trying to answer you from time to time. I really was amazed, to be honest. You have not forgot SISTER. It's been like, 2 years, and you still are waiting for this poor story.
I missed you. Your comments, your support, this story and my characters too. But I decided to finish all the things, I started and never managed to finish. So, here we go...
I always thought, that home was the place, where your loved ones were. But now, it doesn't seem like that anymore. I feel, like home should be a place, where you feel most like yourself. Where you are able to breath without thinking about next minutes, without thinking about "what ifs". I understood, that home is a place in your heart, where, even the most melancholic song seems to please you, seems to make you feel like nothing really matters. Nothing can stop you from being you, and from doing what your heart tells you to do. I have lived alone, with parents, with aunt, with Ben, but never have I felt the freedom of my soul, freedom of my idea of existence, of my passions, my aims, my dreams, as I felt, when I spent 4 days with the man, I always knew could ruin me and who actually did.
The few days I spent with him was the lifetime meaning for me. These days changed my entire world. He showed me who I really want to be. What I really need in this life. He made me depended on him, but at the same time, he taught me how to live without him. And, here I am, being without Harry for 5 months, doing better and better. I have not seen him after we left Miami. But you know what? I always forgive everything. The stomach pains, the words lost between languages. The white nights, the worst headaches of my life, the tears, the screams that none has ever heard, the permanent ache of my heart. I forgive it all. I forgive the red lights on the street, when I needed it to be green. I forgive stairs, that never ended, the scars from the past, that never really faded away, I forgive the food that went bad too early. I forgive it all.
I left Collage. I needed some time to spend alone, without people and problems, that I was not able to deal with. I was not able to work things out. God, I was, and still am madly in love with that curly boy.
And he left me. He left me alone.
-Kathy, come on, you can't sit in your room all day. It's been so long. Come on, tell Ben to let you visit me, we can have such a good time in Paris.
-Vanessa, we have already discussed it. Ben won't be against it and even if he was, I can do whatever I want.
-Grrr, you little lion. Where's that fire coming from?-She teases me.
-Vanessa, stop it-I roll my eyes - You know, how much I miss you, I have not seen you after I moved in London and you know, how much I always wanted to see Paris, but, trust me, this is not a right time for shopping, French kisses, adventures and selfies in front of the Eiffel Tower.
-Huh, chill out, girl-She laughs- you know what, Kathy? It's time for you to move on. That boy is in the past already, He did not show up for five fucking months. And Claire is a bitch, too. I always knew, she was. I just don't understand why were you friends with her for so long.
I say nothing. She is right.
-She is not a good friend, actually, she doesn't even know what "friend" means.
-I know, Vanessa. Enough. She can't do anything worse. We are already done.
-Is it bad, that I'm not as naive, as you are? Because, I still don't trust her.
-Neither do I.
-No, I mean, I don't think, she can't do worse things. I don't think, she will let you be happy.
-Lets not talk about it anymore, okay?
-Only if you promise, you will think about Paris. Besides, I have a holiday for 2 weeks from the Collage. Please, at least, think about it.
-Okay- I smile, say goodbye to Vanessa and log out from Skype.
What if I have to give a chance to myself? What if, Paris is a good idea?
Okaaaaaaaaaay, so how do you think, guys, is Paris a good idea? Why did Harry leave Kathy? What did Claire do?
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