Chapter 7:

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*Claire P.O.V*

While me and Harry were walking down the stairs somebody knocked on the door. "Niall get the door?" Harry shouted, "But Harry its for you" Niall whined obviously not wanting to walk to the door, even though it was a few yards away from him. "Get off your fat arse Niall" Harry shouted. I rolled my eyes, rushing down the stairs to open the door trying not to trip over my crutches while doing that. Harry lightly jogged down the stairs and into the kitchen before I got to the door. I opened it to find the one and only Ashley Brone. "Is Harry in scum?" Ashley spat. "Harry its for you" I shouted then walked into the front room. Closing the door slightly with a crack in so I can watch the play unravel. Then I couldn't watch what happened next...

*Harry's P.O.V*

I heard Claire shout that the door was for me, I didn't know who it was since the boys would just invite them self in. I walked into the hallway to see Ashley wondering around the hallway "What are you doing here?" I demanded. "Hey baby" She said twirling her hair, "I thought I told you never to come here again?" I shouted. "I thought you called me a naughty little girl" She replied quoting something I called her once. "Just leave Ashley" I told her. Then she did something unexpectedly.

*Niall's P.O.V*

Claire came into the front room and watched the hallway through the crack she created. I came up from behind her and in the hallway was Harry and Ashley. Why was she here? I thought I told her never to come her again or come near Harry or I'll tell her everybody her secret that she blurted out to me when you was drunk. I know that's blackmail but she can't be with us all the time she's annoying. Then they did something that proves Claire shouldn't be with Harry and should be with me. Harry and Ashley kissed. Claire turned around and hid her face in my chest. I started to stroke her hair, "Shh baby" I whispered I looked out the crack again and Harry was walking over to the front room. "Come on" I whispered to Claire then walked over to the settee. We both sat down and I started to watch my very interesting show about gardening. Harry walked into the front room and frantically started looking through the dvd cupboard. "Greece, older but golder" He shouted waving the case in the air. Claire hadn't said anything this whole time she just kept giving death glares to Harry. If looks could kill Harry would be long gone. "What about food?" I asked. "We'll order pizza" Harry answered and I nodded, "I don't eat fast food" Claire spoke up. "Well what do you want sweetie?" Harry asked all soft and friendly, what's happened to him? "I'll just have a salad, I eat everything but fast food" She explained. Harry nodded and ordered nearly everything off the menu.

*Claire's P.O.V*

The film had finished and it was only me and Harry downstairs "I'm going to bed" I told Harry starting to get up after a few minutes of awkward silence. "Claire wait" Harry said getting hold of my wrist, "What's wrong with you?" He asked me. "Nothing" I told him, oh I just saw you kiss Ashley no biggy I added. "Can you let go of me now?" I asked him realising he still had hold of my wrist, "oh sorry" he said letting go.

I went upstairs and sat up in bed, just thinking. I looked at my wrist where Harry had hold of, my scars were still there. From so many years now, why can't they go? Jenna said you can't see them anymore but I can still see them. The little white lines are always going to be there. I wish I got help for it sooner maybe then I wouldn't have such ugly arms. I heard someone come up the stairs, I lay back down knowing it would be Harry. He opened my door and came in sitting on the bed, "I know you're asleep but I'm sorry Claire" Harry whispered. "Sorry about what?" I asked back, probably scaring the shit out of Harry. "Did I wake you?" He asked "And because I know you saw what happened with Ashley she doesn't mean anything I promise" He added. "You didn't wake me I never went to sleep" I told him. He got up and left the room. What's his problem? Whenever I think about either Harry or Niall I feel something for them but I can't like them, I hardly know them and I don't want to like them. I've seen it happen before you're friends with somebody then one of you start to like the other friend then BAM! One day you fall out and you argue everyday. But I don't want this to happen they are so helpful and helped me so much in my life already.

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