Chapter 9

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Brianna's POV

I stormed out of the living room, and went to my room to change. I'm still wearing the purple jumper, changed into skinny jeans, and low cut white converse. I fixed my hair so it will be a messy bun. I grabbed my phone, wallet, and looked once more at the mirror. I look like a normal teenager. DUH! 

I went down stairs, to find Harry waiting on the last step.

"Hey. I'm ready." I said.

He looked up and smiled at me, flashing his dimples.

"Let's go?" he asked.

"Yep." I smiled.

"LATER GUYS!" Harry screamed.

"LATER" the boy+Kaylie said.

We went outside, and went to his Audi. He opened my door, he's a true gentleman.

"Thank you." I smiled and went inside his car.

It smells like vanila inside. I love vanila! He went inside and started the engine. Then he reversed out of the garage.

I turned on the radio and it was playing 'So Sick' girl version. I can't help but sing along to it.

I gotta change the station that I had

Cause all I hear is you

It just keeps reminding me

Of all the things we used to do

And I know that I should turn off the radio

But it's the only place I hear your voice anymore

I can relate to this song.

Then came this part:

If you're so sick of love songs

So tired of tears

You say you love me

Why ain't you here?

I'm so sick of your love songs

So sad and slow

But I just can't turn off the radio

"Uhm..." I trailed off.

"What is it?" Harry asked.

"May I change the radio?" I asked.

"Why? You were enjoying." he asked.

"Well, uhm.." I said, I can't say that I had my heart broken once.

"You can tell me everything." he said.

"Okay, if you promise me that you won't tell anyone." I demanded.

"I promise." he said.

"Pinky promise?" I asked, holding my pinky up.

"Don't you think that it's a bit childish for us to be pinky promising?" he asked.

"I don't care, just DO IT. Or I won't tell you." I said.

"Fine." he said then he locked his pinky to mine.

"I pinky promise." he said.

"Okay, well I had my heart broken." I started.

"When?" he asked parking on an empty lot.

"3 years ago." I said.

"He cheated on me. He cheated on my with my best friend." I said.

"Kaylie?" he asked.

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