Chapter 3

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Harry's P.O.V

She's in my house. She. My. House. Wait what?! Does she like me or? I don't know.

"Would you like something to drink" I ask rubbing the back of my neck awkwardly.

"That would be great, thank you" she says smiling.

"I have ice water, ice tea, hot chocolate, coffee, and soda" I offer.

"Hot chocolate" she responds excitedly.

I walk to the kitchen and make two mugs of hot chocolate. I don't just use those crapy packages. I make my own homemade. Well only on occasions.

I take one to her then sit down.

"Thanks" she giggles and takes a sip. "This is delicious!" She exclaimed.

"Why thank you" I say with a smirk on my face.

We sit in silence for a long time. I don't know what to say honestly. Finally I hear something, her phone.

"H-Harry take me home" she says shakily.

"Why is everything ok?" I ask concerned.

"Just take me home Harry" she yells. Clearly not in a great mood.

"Ok, ok. I know you hate me, but you can trust me Lily. You can call me at any time and I'll help you. Understand?" I tell and ask her.

"Yes, I trust you. Now Harry please!" She begs. Tears pricking her eyes.

We run to my car and jump in. She ignores my presence and stares out the window.

Lily's P.O.V

~flashback~

Sitting at my computer playing video games. I hear yelling down the hall. My mom and dad are fighting yet again. A normal 17 year old doesn't go through this.

"I'm leaving forever, you bitch!" My dad screams pulling a suitcase down the steps.

"Good. Go. We will be fine without you!" My mother screams.

Mom no. I say in my head. Tears threatening to spill. I hear the car turn on. Dad please. I allow the tears to fall.

Down the hall I hear my mom slam the bedroom door.

I call up the only friend I have, Bridget. She says he will come back. I doubt he will.

Later that night my mom gets a phone call. Her hands start to shake and tears brim her eyes.

"H-he's gone" she stutters.

"He could always come back" I say knowing he won't, but say it anyway to make her feel better.

"No he can't Lillian! He's gone! Dead! He got into a crash" she yell.

"No" I scream and run out. I don't know where I'm going but I'm getting away from there.

I run for what seems like ages. I end up staying with Bridget for a few days. I stopped attending school. I stopped contact with anyone but Bridget. I don't talk much, but that's ok because no one cares.

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