CHAPTER 60

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We all sat and watched TV for a while then went to a room to sleep in

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We all sat and watched TV for a while then went to a room to sleep in. Harry and I were going to sleep in his room, Karen and Chris in her room and Emily in the guests' room. It was amazing to have the opportunity to see the place where Harry was raised and was a part of what he is now.
When I entered his room, I found posters everywhere of Rock'n'Roll bands and football players. There was a small desk with some photos on it. It was like the series of his life. Every single photo was of him with his mother. I can see how much he loved and still loves her. I wish I can see her for just one time to thank her for bringing such a person to that world, my world.
"I am done." Harry said as he was changing and I distracted myself by looking at his photos.
"Great! It's your turn."
"Okay, I'll close my eyes."
"No, go out."
"What? you didn't do that, why would I?"
"Because I asked you so."
"No, I won't."
"Okay, I will go and change in the bathroom."
"Fine, fine. I'll go."
"No, I really want to take a bath."
"Do you want me with you?" He said with a smirk on his face."
"Shut up."
"To just entertain you."
"No, I can handle that." I said laughing.
I took a hot shower which helped me relax. I went back to the room and Harry was sitting on his room and holding a photo album.
"What is that?"
"Oh. It's like my story with my mother till she died." He said with tears in his eyes, I shouldn't have asked that.
"Yeah." I said, somehow I felt guilty.
"come and see." He said stretching an arm to sit beside him.
"Okay." I said smiling. I sat next to him and he hugged me with one arm. All the pictures were of him and his mother, all of them, they were like soul mates. I think it is weird to have such a relationship with my mother but I could feel the affection between them and the even the way she looks at him that showed how proud she was and his happiness that is popping out of his eyes. They were so close. Every single picture, said many words without talking, expressed feelings that can't be described, showed a kind of love that doesn't exist. I love how they used to feel about each other and I love how he had someone who cared about him and he cared about too. I know it is selfish to feel jealous but I couldn't help it, I was jealous that I didn't have the same relationship with my mother as much as I was jealous that he loved and still loves her that much. He didn't realise that he was crying untill he gasped for air because of the deep crying, his heart was crying not just his eyes.
"Oh!! Harry." I hugged him so tightly, he put his head on my chest and weeped.
"Don't cry." I begged him, I can't see him that weak and I just could do nothing about it.
"I just can't get how everything changes in just one second." He inhaled.
"Yeah." That was all I could say.
"My life was totally changed and I lost almost everything in just a second."
"You will never lose me, you know that right?"
"Yeah." He said. We sat in comforting silence for a while untill he calmed down and he was still in his position but now we were leaning on the headboard of his bed. His head was getting heavy and his breathes were getting deeper. He was about to sleep.
"I love you." He said. I smiled to myself.
"I love you." I just said and then he slept.
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I woke up to find that I was sleeping on Harry's small bed and he wasn't beside me.
"Harry." I got worried.
"Harry." I called again. I went out of his room to look for him.
"Harry!" I called.
"Hey." I heard a voice from behind, but it wasn't Harry. I looked to see Chris standing there staring at me as I was wearing my pjs and it was just hotshorts and a short sleeves t-shirt. He was wearing a sweat pants and a grey plain t-shirt.
"Umm. hey." I felt really awkward. I didn't expect that. Actually, I forgot that we weren't alone at the house, I got used to being alone with him, just us.
"What are doing?" He asked.
"I am looking for Harry, have you seen him?"
"Yeah, he was downstairs when I went to drink."
"Okay, thank you." I said and turned to go downstairs.
"And Sophia, you look really good in these pyjamas." I forgot about it, oh my god. I blushed and my cheeks were on fire. I actually didn't answer him and I didn't want him to see me blushing, only Harry can do this to me. I haven't blushed because he tols me that I look good, but I was shy because no one has ever seen me in these pyjamas except Harry amd my mum once or twice. I entered the room and got dressed into a black sweat pants and a Navy half sleeves t-shirt. I combed my hair and tied it as a high ponytail as I realised that it was a mess. Uh!! of course Chris was making fun of me. I went downstairs and found that Harry was cooking something.
"Hey?" I said. Harry looked at me.
"Good morning, Dove." He said.
"Morning." I said. Whatever he was cooking, it smelled really good, didn't know he was a good cook.
"What are you cooking?" I asked.
"It is a plate that only mum did if, it was one of her inventions." He said.
"She taught you?"
"No, I remember that she used to write down every recipe she made even the easy ones, I think she wanted us to learn to cook them or something."
"Ohh." It smelt really good and then I realised that I was hungry.
He finished cooking and then I helped him to prepare the table. I brought 5 service plates, forks, knifes and spoons.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"What?"
"Why are you putting all these plates?"
"Aren't we going to eat?"
"Just both of us." He said.
"Okay." I actually liked the idea. He cooked mashed potatoes and grilled chicken. After we settled down, he was waiting for me to taste the food.
"C'mon eat and tell me."
"Okay." I didn't know what to expect, that's his first time to cook. I cut a peice of chicken and put a little bit of mashed potatoes on it and put it in my mouth. It tasted really good which surprises me, it was beyond my expectations. The chicken was moist and it had some spices that gave it a marvellous taste and the mashed potatoes was soft and creamy that it suited the chicken perfectly.
"Wow!!" I said while chewing.
"Did you like it?"
"I love it."
"Thank you."
"Are you sure that's your first time for you to cook?" I asked
"Yeah."
"I don't believe it." I said. It was really good time and we spent that day with Chris, Karen and Emily. It was really funny and at the end of the day, we left Minnesota.
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NOTE:
SORRY guys for being late. I know it has been like a week since I last updated but the school and homeworks and so. As I told you before I'll try to update as much as I can. Prepare your tissues because the next chapters are gonna be a really tragedy. Love y'all XoXo. 😘

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