Chapter 18 Two

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•Alex

I call Gabe to tell him that I'm staying at Harry's. He doesn't answer, but I leave a message.

Tiffany is a very bubbly person. Even though I'm worried as to why Harry ran away from someone, I'm currently sitting here talking to Tiffany about dogs for some reason.

"I mean I'd like a dog, but I haven't asked the guys. I mean they'd probably say yea but..." then the boys came in the room and sat with us.

"So what are you talking about?" Niall is so good to her. We explain how we were talking about dogs and Harry seems like he's not really into it.

"So if you guys could have a dog, what breed?" I haven't really thought about it but maybe a golden retriever or yellow lab.

"Oh I'd want a yellow lab or even better a golden retriever."

"Oh gosh I was thinking the same thing, great minds think alike I guess."

"Yeah like how we both wanna work in the medical field." That's my dream. Or one of them. The guys looked like they weren't into our conversation. I put my hand on his knee and traced small circles.

"Hey, are you ok?" I whisper. He shook his head.

"Tell you later," he mumbled. Well now I want to get home so I can hear what he has to say. Just my luck, he stands up.

We say our goodbyes and get in the car. I kiss his cheek to try to calm him, but he stares straight forward.

"Now can you tell me?"

"I have to tell you at home. So do you really want to work in the hospitals and such?"

"Well yeah. Tiffany and I have been planning on it ever since we were 12. We've planned a lot of things together."

"Interesting," I know he's just trying to change the subject so I shut up.

When we arrive at his house, I go to the kitchen and try to grab a cup but they're on the top shelf. Of course.

"Harry? Please come here?"

"What's wrong?" I just lean my back on the cabinet and point at the cup with a straight look on my face. Maybe he'll get the message. He made a 'o' shape with his mouth and shuffled over to me. He stood in front of me and pointed to his cheek.

"Uh no. I need a cup not a kiss."

"Nope. A kiss first then maybe I'll get the cup."

"Forget it. I'll get it myself." Once again I try to get the cup by standing on my tippy toes, but to no avail.

"Hmm. Rethinking the kiss now aren't you?" I glare at him.

"Uh why can't you ever cooperate." I stretch to kiss his cheek but he turns his head so that I kiss his lips.

"Idiot." I say. He reaches up and gets the cup.

"But I'm your idiot?"

"Nah just an idiot." He gives me a puppy dog eyes. I giggled and walked over to the table and sat down once I got some water. He sat down also.

"Now can you tell me what happened earlier?"

"Yeah so, um well while you were sitting with the others, I was outside showing people my bike and then this van pulled up and I saw it was Aaron. Aaron is my... um dad. He's the dangerous, abusing drunk remember? I don't need him knowing anything about me. Especially not you."

"Wow I- I didn't know he was still around."

"Yeah I didn't want you to know but I'm telling you this so you'll stay aware of him."

"Got it. The other day when I was walking home from school a white van was going a lot slower than everybody else."

"I can't go then." he mumbled.

"Wait. What? Where are you going?" He hung his head.

"I- I was going to try out for a singing competition with the guys,"

"I didn't know you..."

"...know I sing. Yeah. I know. That's the point. But with this stuff going on I can't. I'm not... No way am I leaving you with him around."

"Harry, I'm a big girl. I can take care of myself. Plus I have Stephen and Kenn and Gabe too."

"I mean like when you're not with them." I put my pointer finger to my chin to think.

"What if... Tiffany stays with me? That way we'll both be together and no one would mess with us."

"I don't know..." he trailed off.

"Please Harry, go. You can't be throwing chances away on me." It was silent for a while.

"Alright." I leaned in and hugged him tight.

"You'll do great... and so will I." He kissed my arm since his head was on my shoulder.

"When is it?"

"Two weeks..." I wonder if he even planned on telling me. That means I have only two weeks to be with for a while. Looks like there will be a lot of fun happening within the next couple weeks. Might as well get started.

"I wanna go lay down for a while." It's like he read my mind.

"We still have fourteen days. C'mon."

I took his hand and lead him to the bedroom. After I changed into his sweats and T-shirt, I laid on the bed. We watched television for a while until a sitcom came on then we just fell asleep together. It's the moments like this that I'm gonna miss the most.

"I love you." he whispered in my ear.

"I love you too."






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