Chapter 3

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"Hey sweetie, how was your day?" Why does she ask me that every time she picks me up from school? It was fine, why wouldn't it be?! "Good." I tried to give her the least details possible. "So for dinner I was thinking we could go out?" OMG YESS! "Cool, where to?" "Hmm... How bout Olive Garden?" She KNOWS that's my favorite restaurant!! Wait... What'd she do...?

"OMG yes! What's the special occasion for it?" There was always a catch or a certain reason. "No special reason! I just thought we could spend some quality time together! We don't spend as much time together as we used to, before you started to get obsessed with that boy-band of yours..." I was busy tapping away on my phone checking out Twitter.

"Olivia, at least acknowledge that I'm talking to you please!" O. M. G. What was she even talking about? I locked my phone screen, put it in my back pocket and looked at her dead in the eye. "I'm listening." "I don't think being this obsessed with people is very good for your emotional health, sweetie!" OMG she was NOT trying to she this convo with me right now... She forced a worried smile and looked into my eyes. "I just want what's best for you, baby."

I looked up at the road and we had drifted into the other lane into oncoming traffic. "Mom look out!" I practically screamed. "Oh sh*t!!" she yelled while making a sharp turn as an attempt to swerve back into our lane. her attempt failed and she turned and slammed into a telephone pole on the right side of the road. I automatically blacked out, and that's the last thing I remmember.

"Where am I? Mom? Wheres Harry??"

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 02, 2014 ⏰

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