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Ch 32. Silent Confessions

Chapter 32 - Silent Confessions

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Song list:

Daylight - Maroon 5

Little White Lies - One Direction

Right Here - Justin Bieber

Adore You - Miley Cyrus

Crazier - Taylor Swift

Harry's POV

"Who's the girl.. who's the girl.. who's the girl.." Stacey keeps on blabbering, finishing her second bottle.

"Stephie. Now shut the fuck up." I groan, throwing the glass bottle on the ahead of me as it's pieces flew everywhere, tiny crystal particles shining because of the street lights.

"Stephieee.. huh?" She sings, spinning the bottle at her feet.

"I'm going anyways, it's getting fucking late." I get up, glancing once at the time in my phone. 3am it said. Fucking good.

"Leave me too."

"Nah." I roll my eyes, leaving the drunk girl behind, "Harry!"

"Shut up! Were you really thinking that I would drop you home?"

"Fuck off asshole." She says, showing me the middle finger.

"That's what I'm doing." I smirk and make my way back towards the house. I'm not drunk but I won't say that I'm completely sober.

I kept walking and walking till a house like mine came to a pass. I walk inside, climbing up the stairs after entering from the back door.

I yank open the door to my room, jumping inside. "Steph?"

I rotate my neck, scanning the room but she was no where to be seen in my bedroom.

Bathroom? I stalk to the place, finding it empty as well.

"Stephie?!" I shout this time.

I swear if she left this time.

I rush downstairs, but fuck it she is still nowhere to be seen. She had to leave this late. Didn't fucking she?

I take out another fag, lighting it and climbing up the flight of stairs again.

Opening the balcony door, I step outside before finding the piece of shit I was finding for so long.

"Steph?" I ask, stepping closer to her body that sat on the floor of the balcony. Loud music blasting in my headphones that she wore.

It follows none of a response from her side. I probably shouldn't even be asking for one when I can hear the sound coming from the music instrument myself.

I take a place in front of her and gently take the headphones down, in a attempt not to wake her up. My eyes catch the familiar phone and my hands travel to them on their own, unlocking it and finding the picture gone.

An unawaited and unknown relief flashing through my senses.

"Babe?" Is she really asleep?

Why fucking not when its 3 in the night!

I put my hands over her's as my soul craves more of her.

"Jeez its cold here." I whisper when the wind blows, sifting through my hair.

"Alright, up you go." I mumble to myself, getting up and then putting an arm under her legs and one grabbing the small of her back, taking her along with me back inside.