Chapter13

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I didn't go in for the week at school.

My auntie understood, I told her I was ill. I avoided the phone calls from beau and Harry.

My auntie was yet again at work so I had the house to myself.

All I'd done for the whole week was sleep.

I turned over and faced the wall, the only thing coming into head was Harry. I hadn't stopped thinking about what Megan told me.

As if I drifted off their was a knock at the front door.

I was guessing it was my auntie home from work early.

I walked down stairs and opened the door.

A tall dark haired boy stood infront of me.

Oh no it was Harry.

"What are you doing here?" I spoke trying to get in my head what was happening.

"Can I come in?" He said confused.

I nodded and let him in.

"Do you want a drink?" I said as he followed me into the kitchen.

"Water would be great" he said sitting on a stool.

"Why have you been ignoring me?" He said standing back up.

"I haven't" I said shaking my head and grabbing a glass.

I could feel him coming closer.

"I just want to make sure your ok" he said smiling as I turned around.

"Look Harry I know" oh fuck what was I doing.

"You know what?" Harry said looking worried.

"Megan told me everything, I know harry" I said nodding my head hunting him.

"KNOW WHAT!" he said and shook me, I flinched and dropped the glass.

Why was I frightened of him.

The giant smash on the floor had made Harry jump.

"Are you scared of me?" He said looking confused.

I shook my head. Again I lied.

"Look I'd never hurt you, you know that I'd never touch you" he said grabbing my arm. This time I didn't flinch.

"Go up and get ready I want to take you somewhere" he said.

"I need to clean up the floor" I said pointing towards the glass.

"Ill do it, go upstairs" he said grabbing a dustpan and brush.

I walked upstairs putting a pair of leggings and a baggy top over the top.

I grabbed my coat and put on my boots.

"Come on then where are we going" I laughed.

"You'll see" he directed me out the door and I closed it behind me.

Harry had a black range rover and it was lovely.

I sat next to him and he turned the radio on.

I looked at the small screen and saw the cold play CD.

I began to laugh but tried to hold it in.

"What?" He said taking the cd out.

I shook my head.

"Come on tell me" he said.

"Nothing it's just I didn't think you was the type of person to listen to coldplay" I said staring out the window.

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