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"Harry?" I search around the smoke and glass.

I find his body. Covered in blood.

"No.Harry! Please Harry don't do this to me!" I beg. I make sure I still have my phone and dial 911. I tell them I have been in a car accident and that I think Harry is dead.

"And where are you?" the lady asks.

"Destin." I say.

"The crew will be on their way soon." she hangs up.

I sit next to Harry and put my hand on his head. I wrap them in his curls and try not to cry.

"Don't Harry, please stay with me. I love you too much to do this, Harry." I cry.

I see him twitch.

I quickly shake him until he moves.

He grunts to get up. "Sarah!" he hugs me.

"Your alive!" I day into his chest.

"Yeah." he falls to the ground again.

I sigh. "NO!" I yell at the sky. I check his pulse, I feel nothing. "please not again Harry." the medics pull up by the crash.

"What happened ma'am?" a man asked me.

"Well we were driving away from a hurricane when a speeding car, with no headlights on, hit us from the front. And he passed out again." I point to Harry.

"Ok thank you." He walks off.

"Your gonna have to go to the hospital too." a lady says.

"Why?"

"So we can see if you have any broken bones, or fractured things." she smiles.

"Oh ok." I hop into the stretcher and they put me in a van.

"Will Harry live?" I ask the man who rides to the hospital with me in the back.

"We don't know yet."

"I'm Sarah."

"Troy." he smiles.

"Jesus, your pretty cute." I can barely control myself.

"So are you." he grins.

"Hey! I'm engaged!" I show him my ring.

"Wow. I can sure tell."

"Can I nap?" I ask.

"If you want to." he answers.

I wake up in a hospital bed with Troy in a seat.

"Mornin'" he grins.

"Why are you here." I rub my eyes.

"I wanted to see you."

"Thanks but really, we can only be friends. I haven't let anyone see me but if you wan-"

"That's not what I meant."

"Oh." I close my legs.

He gives me a smirk and walks to me.

"But I'll be glad to see you." My eyes go wide and before I can stop myself I am taking off my underwear and he is locking the door.

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