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Chapter 39: Always Keep Me

"Are you sure you have nothing to do tonight?" I ask Harry while we both wait for dad and Ashton to come inside from the. "Yes. Do you not like me here?" Harry asks me. "I do but you have your concert tomorrow, aren't you supposed to be rehearsing now?" "But I wanted to be here." "But why?" "Because I just wanted to." "But why are you not with your mates?" "Why are you asking me those things?" He says and I guess this will just continue until later. "I just want to know what made you gone to my graduation." I say. "I guess, I just better go." Harry says with a smile and turns away from me but then I pulled his arm. "Wait. Don't leave. I'm... I'm sorry." I tell him and he smiles. "Why won't we get a table while we wait for my boys?" I say. "Why didn't you think of that a while ago?" He asks and we chuckle a bit. "Because I like standing beside you." I say in a whisper away from him to hear. "What?" He asks. "Let's just get our table." I say and a man leads us to a table with four seats and right exactly then my dad and Ashton comes.

As soon as the waiter has taken our orders, dad started the conversation.

"So, ah, Harry. Harry Styles, right?" Dad asks. "Yes, sir." Harry answers and we exchanged looks. Is this even real? Harry is having dinner with us tonight? Can I just stab myself with this fork in my hand to see if I'm dreaming or not?

I just remained silent until our food came. It seems that Harry has gotten along so well with dad that Ashton and I didn't exist in the table. We just let it be until we finished our dinner.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Shaw. It was really nice meeting you." Harry says as he reaches his hand out and dad accepts it and gave him a hug. "Such a good lad. You're very welcome, Harry." Dad says with a smile after releasing Harry and pats his back. "Alright. So, we have to go?" Ashton says. "That's all for tonight. Let's go to the car park now." Dad says and we walked out of the restaurant. My eyes search for paps that might see Harry but I think that it is all clear.

"I really just, uhm, uh, thank you." I say to Harry. "Oh, Mr. Shaw. Tara will be riding in my car so that I could see her new house too." Harry says and I looked blankly at him. "Sure." Dad answers right away and Harry looks at me. "It's fine. I can come with dad." I say. "Just tell me your address as we drive." Harry says and opens the door at the front seat for me to come in. "Harry, you have to go home." I say. "I just wanted to feel better." He says and I have no choice than to come inside since Ashton and dad's car drove away.

Harry comes inside and started to drive.

"You have your concert tomorrow. You should be resting." I tell him. "It's fine. I'm already fine." He says. "You seem really tired." I say as I look at his face.

I look back at the road and he turns to somewhere that loses our path way home. "Harry? Where---hey!" I tap my lap. "Where are you taking me?" I ask him. "To a longer route." He answers. "What?" "I just wanted to be with you more." He says and I sat back at my seat and inhaled deeply. He then drives slow.

"I wanted to ask you this for a long time. I want to say this to you straight to the point." Harry says and I listen. "We've been in fairytales and in unexpected relationships. From the love that started in writing and creating me that will fall for you that really happened in reality which I know surprised you. Before the memories came back to me I've know that soon you will be having a part in my life. When I saw you that time you walked inside the conference room with your friend the first time we met, you had that different approach to me that made me like you and made me wanting to know more about you. When the things about before came back, I knew that you are special, I have never regretted every single day that I was with you before, from introducing you to my mum until we got to fight about what happened on your mum's birthday. It didn't look like a fantasy to me. Instead of getting mad at you or hating you from what I sometimes call typewritten love, you made me love you more. I actually don't want to call it typewritten love since I had did my own actions because I had loved you. And I still do." He says and I wipe the tears that were slowly streaming down my face. "I'm just glad that we had great memories before. I wouldn't care if everyone forgot it or didn't know it, what's important is that we both knew what happened since it's between the both of us." Harry says and I guess he is already finish. "I waited." He says as he pulls over in front of my house where Ashton's car is parked already and there are lights inside the house.