Chapter Eighteen

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 Harry's P.O.V.

Jade stretched across my lap her tiny frame curling into mine. I traced my digits through her loose curls twirling them around my fingers. A soft pout escaped her lips causing me to frown. I poked her nose glancing down concerned. I didn't know what we were and I didn't know if we would ever be anything, but I liked the comfort that this brought.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Gypsy." she sighed rolling her neck back so she looked up at me.

"What's wrong?" I pressed.

I liked Gypsy. She was a sweet looking girl who could handle a round of banter. She cuddled up to Niall even when they weren't touching. It was odd, but just the way she stared at him showed how much he meant to her.

"Well, it's her mom."

"Oh."  I felt the awkwardness of a lie forming. I knew what Gypsy wanted, Niall talked my ear off for an hour about it.

Jade sat up quickly, turning in my lap. "Harry," she warned, "If you know something, but better tell me."

Her normally innocent gaze was hard with determination. Her brown eyes huge, blinking flirtatiously out from long lashes. I gulped putty in a pretty bird's hands.

"Niall found out that she wanted to find her mum, and he doesn't want her to." I rushed out, well rushing for me.

"WHAT?! Didn't it occur to you that that's important information?" she shrieked pushing herself off my lap.

"That is called not breaking the bro code." I defended.

"Harry you should have seen the way she looked the other day when we all talked about our mums."

Crossing the distance between I wrapped myself around her. "Never said I agreed with Niall." I mumbled into her hair.

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