At dinner time me and my mom sat on the couch and shared a frozen pizza. While we were eating we watched the cooking channel (my moms favorite so I pretend to like it as well). She muted the tv and looked at me for a minute then slipped a sly smile. "Yes?" I say taking another bite of my pizza "Marie, remember when me and your dad split up?" "Yeah. How could I forget, what about it?" "When we split up we knew that things wouldn't be the same between us" my mom and dad split up when I was five. They had some big argument and then my dad moved away. "What does that have to do with me?" "You and Harry. Don't take things too fast." "I know. We already agreed on that." She nodded "just don't make the same mistake I did, okay?" "Yeah" she got up and took her plate to the kitchen. I thought about it, what does she mean by not making the mistake I did. Either she meant not to give him up, or don't hold on for too long. I don't know, really, I let the thought clear from my mind. My mom comes back and sits beside me. "Are you going to the senior prom?" "I don't know yet" "okay. I just thought that would be a good opportunity to spend time with your friends" "yeah. Mom I'll go if someone asks me" she laughs a little "Harry will" "oh please. He said he don't dance" "hmm okay we'll see about that then"
It's about 10 o'clock so I decide I should go to bed. I tell mom goodnight and she kisses my cheek. I laid there drowning in my thoughts about prom, my relationship, my dad and end of school. I take a quick look at the clock '12:00am.' I shut my eyes and pushed all the negative thoughts away. Before I knew it my alarm clock was going off. Uhh six am already? I think to myself, great, but at least I get to see Harry. I put on some shorts, just at my thigh, an old rock and roll tee. Slip on my tennis shoes and I'm out the door.
Harry greets me with a smile and a kiss. It's always nice seeing him, no matter what kind of mood I'm in he always seems to make it better. All I could think about was what my mom said.
"Don't make the same mistake I did"
In the middle of geometry, I try not to let my worry show but somehow Harry can see.
"You okay?" He whispered
"yeah, just got a lot of things on my mind"
"okay. If you need to talk I'm right here."
It's always good to know I can talk to him about anything. The day pasts on and before I know it, it's time to go home. I was walking to my car when Harry stops me. "Darling, what's going on?" His English accent gets me every time and those eyes. He said it with a look of concern so I know he really wants to know.
"I'm fine. It's just something my mom said"
"And what would that be?"
"She said 'don't make the same mistake I did' when she was talking about me and you."
"And?" Harry looks relieved and puzzled at the same time.
"I don't know what she meant. See my dad and mom split up when I was younger. So either she's saying I shouldn't let you go or I should, pretty much"
Harry looks down at the ground thinking about what he should say. "Well you let me know your answer. I want you to be happy" he kisses me and hugs me tightly. I can smell his cologne, and hear his heart beating. I love those type of hugs the best.
"I love you, no matter what" Harry says.
"I love you, too"
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Senior year
FanfictionMarie Jordan transferred to a new school to complete her senior year. She thought that she would just be the outcast again, but when she met Harry, her life turned around.
