Chapter 2~ You Better Know How To Run.

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Harry's POV

I sit in my room just staring at the ceiling,

Throw my basketball in the air.

This ball holds so many memories of me and Percy.

She was the one to give it to me.

She was somthing else.

I smile at the thought of her.

Her eyes,

Her smile,

The was she throw the basketball,

The way it rolled off of her fingers.

Her little dance she did when she made a shot,

She did that dance all the time.

Unless it was one of her games.

Then she doesnt.

As I keep thinking of Percy I hear a knock on my door.

I sigh.

"Who is it." My voice cracked.

"Niall." I hear an irish voice say.

I set the ball down and walk over to the door.

"Is it time to go?" I ask as I open the door.

"Yeah. It's time." He says.

I sadly smile and walk out of the room.

A stupid interview to explain why I havent been at any of the others.

Ugh.

I've never been an open person.

But now I have to be.

"So Harry, why haven't you been seen since you and Percy broke up?" The interviewer asked.

"Just been deprest and thinking about stuff and basically hating myself." I say.

"And why do you hate yourself?" He asks.

"I really regret asking my best friend out. 'Cause if I didn't, I wouldn't be here explain this and not hurt. And she would still be here." I say.

Tears foarm in my eyes as I talk.

"What was so special about Percy?" He asks.

I chuckle.

"What wasn't! She was something else. She knew all of my deepest darkest secrets. She knew me better than anyone." I say.

He nods.

"Well what do you think of Percy's new boy friend?" He asks me.

"Well, as her ex, I'm really upset, but as her best friend, I'm happy for her. No matter how bad it hurts, I will always be happy for her." I say.

A few tears fall down my face.

"Sorry." I chuckle as I wipe those tears away.

"Do you have anything to say to Percy and her new boy friend?" He asks.

I look straight in the camera.

"Jason, you better know how to run. 'Cause if I get a call from Percy saying she's hurt, I swear to god, you will wish you were Niall when he sees food." I say.

Niall comes up behind me.

"He's serious man. He only pulls that card out when he means buisiness." Niall says.

I nod.

"Yep." I say.

"You better know how to run." I say.

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