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chapter 6

|Harry|

As she falls asleep she pulls her legs up to her chest and her head falls onto it. Her face turns toward me and her eyes stay closed. Soft snores leave her lips and her nose scrunches ever 15 minutes of so.

I pull up to the house and see my mums car in the front of my house. Great.

I mean I love her to death it's just she can get snoopy, and jumps to conclusions.

I turn off the engine and jog around and lift Rosie off her seat, she's as light as ever.

I walk up to the door and find it open, mum always forgets to lock my door. "Harry, is that you?" my mum walks in from the kitchen into the dim room noticing Rosie sleeping in my arms.

"Hi mum, what are ya up to?" I search and see she did the few dishes from tea.

"Oh well, after rest these beautiful young lady down ill tell you what I'm up to." She kisses my cheek and begins to wipe the counter I clean right before we left.

I walk to my bed and lay her softly onto my bed and pull up the covers. She'll probably change into more comfy clothes while I'm down stares.

I walk into the kitchen and mum is sitting drink what's left of my tea.

"Oh Harry, the news I'm telling you is...." She drags her 's' and I nod my head telling her to continue.

"It's that I'm moving back to England. I'm sorry Harry. I miss my family and I just can't stand the weather here. I like it over there. And I seem to be happier there than here, so here is your key. Call me and text me tons." I stood in disbelief. But, if she's happy I'm happy, even if I miss her like crazy.

"Mum, if your happy I'm absolutely happy." She hugs me letting a tear escape her eyes.

"My plane leaves tomorrow if I want to go soon. This is a first class special." Her grip tightens and another tear escapes her eyes. Ones threatening at my rims.

"I love you mum. Call when your plane lands. When does it take off. It's 9:39 right now." She thinks for minutes that feel like forever.

"It takes of at 6:30 in the morning. So I need to head to the house and get to sleep. Love you dear. Ill call tomorrow when I land." She hugs me one more time and rushes out the door. I let a tear escape my eyes and head upstairs to grab clean clothes to sleep in.

When I walk in I see Rosie standing, looking at herself in the mirror. She had on a pair of black and white yoga shorts and a huge orange t-shirt with the sleeves rolled up. She fixes her hair in a bun and spins around and bumps into me.

I chuckle and see her cheeks turn a light shade of pink. Her small finger pushes up her glasses and she backs away looking down at her black footsies and bites her lip.

"Hey." She murmurs and ever so slowly lifts her head looking at me with innocent hazel eyes, back to the normal hazel unlike before.

"Hi. Rosie you look tired. Get some rest." I point to the bed and she doesn't complain. My hand at the small of her back I lead her to the left side of the bed. She lays with her glasses on so I take her glasses off as she drifts in and out of sleep.

"Harry, stay. Please." She says as I get to the door.

"Alright, give me a moment." I go over to the closet to get into sweats and a plain white t-shirt. After I brush my teeth and wash my face I go in there and see Rosie curled up in a ball. Little low snores leave her lips. I smile and lay on the other side of the bed looking at her features. Her nose was small, her eye lashes were dark brown and long, and her lips were a light shade of pink. Beautiful.