Broken

Chapter 19

"Harry, please stop crying"

"I c-can't. I'll never f-forget this h-huge m-mess I made. Oh goddamn it I'm such a f-fuck up. The flashbacks of you b-being hurt by my actions keep replaying in m-my head", he hiccups between certain words.

"...."

"Damn it Danielle say something".

"...it's Dani".

At this point I made Harry look up at me with a grin on his face. He slightly let out a small laugh, as was my intention to cheer him up.

"What the hell would I do without you?"

"Maybe you wouldn't have to worry then about hurting me again...".

"Just go ahead and pile on the guilt".

"Look, Harry I'm not purposely doing this. What you really did, hurt. It hurt a fucking lot. I'm just trying to find a way to grieve with my feelings, and I guess that means letting you know how I really feel. I just don't want to be hurt again".

"Which you won't. I'm not going to let that happen again. I can't afford to see you in that state more than once in my lifetime".

"..."

"Goddamn it Danielle, I know what I did hurt you but not talking to me won't help either".

"First off, it's Dani. And second of all, I just didn't know what to say", I giggle.

He laughs along with me, while I make my way over to the drivers side. I sit there in his lap, for a couple minutes before he speaks up again.

"Dani, I'm sorry".

"Yes, I know. You've told me about a million times".

I lean over and turn the key into the ignition. While scooting across to the passenger side, Harry buckles his seat belt.

"Where to?", he begins.

"Your place?"

"I've got a better idea".

"Well then, I suppose we'll go wherever you're thinking of".

While pulling out of the school's parking lot, Harry intertwines his fingers with mine. It almost seems as if our hands fit inside each other like perfect puzzle pieces. His hand was made for mine, and my hand was made to be held by his.

I look out the window, admiring the scenery around me, before Harry begins to disturb the silence.

"Can I confess something to you, love?, he asks.

"Sure babe".

"I love you".

"Well can I confess something as well Harry?"

"Yes".

"I've always loved you".