room 426 >> h.s

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Harry let go of America shoulder. He put his head in his palms. "I'm sorry. I just-." America cut him off. " It's fine. I'm fine." She mumbled, making circular motions with her shoulder.

"America I-" Harry was once again cut off, but this time by a phone call.

"Just a second." America tells Harry, walking towards the hotel's bathroom, shutting the door behind her.

" Hey Oscar." She said, smiling lightly. "Hey, so I was wondering. Do you wanna go on a date with me? I know we just met, but I really like you. If you want, of course. I'm not gonna force-"

"Oscar! Breath. I'll go out with you." She smiled at the thought of being Oscar's girlfriend, but soon faded when Harry came in mind.

"Great. I'll pick you up tomorrow at 6:30. Wear something dressy." America imagined him smirking. "Okay." She whispered. "Goodbye babe." He hung up.

America sighed dreamily, stepping out of the bathroom and out of the hotel room's door.

Harry stared furiously at the shower curtain infront of him. He listened to the whole conversation and is absolutely angry. America told him she won't go out with him because they just met.

And she is going out on a date with a guy she met today. He doesn't trust that 'Oscar' kid. That's why, he was going to that date. And he was going to find out what that guys dirty little secret is.