Last Chance.

Chapter 17.

Hannah's P.O.V

"Harry.." I begin.

I don't exactly know how to tell him I'm head over heels for him. Most likely he's going to think I'm insane. Which I couldn't blame him, do to the fact we haven't known each other long. Maybe I could pull off a lie? Great. It's settled.

"I got mad because I..I have a friend that I think you would go great with! And so, I just got mad." I lie.

For a minute there I thought I totally nailed it. I was pretty confident that I tricked him into believing me. That was until his next move.

His jaw clenches as he moves his face directly in front of mine. His eyes stare right through me, so it feels anyways.

"Next time, try telling the truth." He deadpans. He walks to the car and gets in. I follow pursuit and slide into the passenger seat.

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We pull up outside the house, and I want nothing more than to run upstairs slam my door, take a shower and sleep. I'm mad. But not at Harry. But at myself. Why can't I just tell him how I feel? I mean, what if he likes me back? What if the feelings are mutual? Who am I kidding. There's like a one in a million chance of that. But I can't do this anymore. Keeping this all in is harder than I thought It'd be. I'm so frustrated and confused. It's time I tell him.

Doing all this thinking I hadn't noticed Harry had already exited the primacis and went inside.Putting a shower, and sleep aside. I walk into the house and shut the door behind me. Assuming Harry went straight to his room I make my way upstairs.

I inhale a long deep breath before I turn the knob and walk in.

His figure isn't anywhere in my line of vision. I snap my head to the left at the sound of the shower starting up.

I knock on the door before speaking.

"Harry, are you in?" I sink my teeth into my bottom lip.

"Yeah." Is all he says. I walk in and sit myself down on the toilet lid. I feel a wave of nerves crash down on me. My palms begin to sweat and my heart is thumping so hard against my chest I think it might break out any second.

"I know I lied. But, I'm ready to tell you the truth." The shower shuts off, the only noise being the droplets of water still dripping from the shower faucet.

"I know it hasn't been long since the night you broke in, and I ended up seeing you the next day only to tell you that you could crash at my place." I begin. Lightly laughing, trying to ease the unstable feeling. "But, I cant help how I feel. I like you Harry. I don't ask you to reciprocate the feeling. All I ask is you to respect what I feel . Because falling for you was never something I planned." My voice cracks at the very last sentence. I'm beginning to grow impatient as seconds pass and he stays silent.

Sighing, I stand up and leave the bathroom.

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My head is spinning. I happen to be thinking way to hard, and about way to many things. The main cause being, it's been 1 whole week since I told Harry how I felt. He's been avoiding me ever since. He won't even look in my direction.

Why? I don't know. But what I do know is I feel like a complete fool for spilling my feelings when all he did was step around the puddle like it didn't mean a thing.

Sliding on my combat boots I grab my phone and keys, and head for the door. It's a Friday night and I'm staying with Destiny. I need some girl time as she puts it. Although I'd rather stay home and sleep.

She's been bragging about this new lad she met. Says he is a total shoot. I can already tell I won't like the poor fellow seeing as the guys Des goes for are a bit strange. She likes them rough and dirty. I despise her taste in guys but she is reluctant and does what she wishes.

I pull up outside her house and get out, after shutting off the ignition. Walking up the steps I walk right in. I don't need to ring the doorbell or knock. This is like a second home to me.

"Des is in her room. Go on up sweetie." Gracie sweetly says as she notices I've arrived. Gracie is Destinys foster mom and she treats me as her own. Destiny is torn up about the fact she has no biological parents and always takes her anger out on Gracie. I hate to see the tears that always threaten to spill when Destiny curses and rants at her.

"Thanks Gracie!" I smile as I make my way up to her room. Without knocking of course I waltz right in. I about choke on my own tongue as I realize him sitting there, rubbing his hand up and down Des's thigh. He smirks before opening that devilish mouth.

"What a surprise! Nice to see you again Hannah!" He smirks.

"Drew."

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