Reasons

Chapter 29

Harry's POV

Someone is calling me. Who the hell calls people at one o'clock in the morning. I need some fucking sleep. I have been up half the night at the bar once again. I think back to the brown haired beauty I had met there. We had a date planned for tomorrow. She reminded me a lot of Rylie. It wasn't anything new. Every girl reminded me of her. From their damn hair to their smile, they somehow reminded me of her in some way.

I reach out and grip my phone. "Hello," I snap.

"Harry we need to talk," a familiar voice replied. She sounded like an angel. When was the last time I talked to her? It felt like a year.

"I'm sorry, it is too early to talk," I reply simply. It was the best excuse I had.

"It is one o'clock in the afternoon. Since when is that early?"

I pull the blinds back and scowl. The light was increasing my headache. "I swear it was nighttime," I grumble. I didn't want to talk to her either way. "If you will excuse me, I need my sleep. Thanks."

I hang up before I can listen to her objection. Rylie was the one to screwup this time. I didn't do anything. I couldn't be blamed for this.

Yet, somehow I felt horrible. I never allowed her a chance to explain. Now, she might just want to. I reach out my phone to call her back.

Rylie's POV

"Rylie? Rylie stop flaking on me!" Delaney whines. Sometimes I just wanted her to stay away from me. After her announcement about meeting Harry, I nearly wanted to smack her. I would tell her about my past with him, but I don't deserve to relive the pain I went through. Besides, we are over. He made that clear when I called him moments ago in the bathroom. He didn't want me to explain, so I won't.

"Rylie?" Delaney mutters, her tone changing.

I grip onto the side of a table and exhale. I didn't want to lose my patience with her. I couldn't afford to lose someone else in my life, even if that someone was attracted to my former boyfriend.

"I am sorry. I have a lot on my mind," I say apologetically. "What were you saying?"

Delaney slowly grins, a gesture I rarely see from her. "So, you know the boy I was talking to you about? Harry?" she asks. She sounds way to giddy.

"Yes, I know...Harry," I finally whisper. The name makes me cringe. It was like it clawed at my chest. I didn't think love could be so betraying.

Delaney squeals and whispers, "I forgot to mention that he asked me out on a date!"

I once again grip the table for support. I blinked back the tears that threatened to spill.

"Oh, he...he did," I murmur, smiling lightly. I brush back the loose curls that fell into my face. "I am happy for you, Del." My lie was forced. I couldn't be more envious.

Delaney pulls me into a hug, another unexpected motive. "And I thought maybe you and Hunter could rekindle your relations. You know? It could be a double date!" she squeals. This was out of character. Delaney was never so girly. I wanted to race away. "So what do you say?" she asks when I don't respond.

I was prepared to object, but she drawls on, "Great! Now giiirl, let's get you an outfit!" She tugs on my wrist, bringing me into Dillard's.

A thought suddenly occurred to me. She mentioned Hunter and I could "rekindle our love." She doesn't know what really happened.

Hunter lied.

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I chewed on my bottom lip. I wasn't prepared for this date. It would turn out horrible. Once I see Harry, I may lose it and go off on him.