Leave Me [h.s] (On hold)

Chapter 8

Chapter Eight- Again

-Harry's POV-

She crashed into me and I wrapped my arms around her. I lifted her small frame up off of the dirt road and buried my head in the crook of her shoulder.

"Noelle." I whispered, more to myself than to her. It was her, in all of her glory. I just held her there for what seemed like an eternity, breathing her in and remembering all the hugs we'd ever shared, knowing that this one was surely the best. I finally set her back down on her feet and we just sort of stared at each other. We didn't have anything to say to each other really, we both knew that words were mere things that usually fell short.

Then she began crying. Not like hysterical crying, but tears just fell silently down her hollow cheeks. I'd seen her cry on countless occasions, but never like this. I'd never seen anyone cry like this. It looked as if she had been looking for a part of her for a long time and she had just found that part.

"It's really you. Look at you all grown up." She said after the tears stopped themselves.

"It's really me." I smiled at her. "More like it's really you." There was nothing more to say. We were here, both of us, together. And that in itself was more of a blessing that anything anybody could say.

"So this is Harry huh?" The guy I had pegged as Gregg said, striding up behind Noelle.

"Oh yeah. This is Harry." She said, spinning around to look at him. It broke my heart just to not be looking at her face, and suddenly it seemed impossible that I had been without her for so many years.

"Uh... This is Gregg. My foster brother." She said in a small voice without facing me.

"Foster brother?" I questioned. "I'm pretty sure I saw you guys making out in a truck at one point."

"Don't say that too loud." Gregg smiled. He actually seemed pleased that I'd seen them making out.

"Oh is being in a relationship with your foster siblings like against the rules or something?" I said, knowing full well that it was. I just wanted to annoy this Gregg guy. I wasn't getting a great feeling about him.

"We're not in a relationship. And yes it is sort of against the rules. But you probably know that Noelle rarely follows the rules. Or do you know that about her?" He smirked. My jaw tightened. He was already trying to play games.

"Gregg shut the hell up please." Noelle laughed. My heart tightened at hearing her laugh. It wasn't what her laugh used to sound like. She used to throw her head back and put her whole heart into one single laugh, but now it was the opposite. It sounded forced.

"Do you want to like come inside or something?" Noelle asked me.

"Yeah. Sure." I replied.

-Noelle's POV-

My heard pounded with every step I took. My mind was spinning faster than it ever had before, and I felt like I might pass out. The concussion probably had some part of all that. Or at least I hoped it did. Seeing Harry shouldn't make me want to pass out. He was just Harry. Or that's what I tried to force myself to believe. In the words of John Green, it is a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person. But I couldn't help but think Harry was much better than just a person. He had to be something greater than that right?

"Looks like we have a guest." Amber said with a smug look on her face just as me, Harry, and Gregg came in the front door. "I knew you'd come around. I knew you didn't make me drive you up to the hospital for you to not find what you were looking for." She said. I really felt the urge to punch her simply because she was talking to Harry.