Clean Bandit

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4 Years later....

Wren's POV

I wake up and get dressed into shorts and a tanktop and grab my phone and keys and head off to work.

Yes, I still work at YouTube Space.

No, I'm not dating anyone.

And Josh was arrested for assault.

He attacked me and cut my neck with a knife and I had to get stiches. I put my hair to cover the scar.

As I'm walking down to my car, I knock into somebody.

"Oh I'm sorry." I say and look up into green orbs.

Familiar green orbs.

"I see you've changed your hair."

"I thought you moved back to Britain."
"I'm moving back."
"Oh," I tuck my, now blue, hair behind my ear. "That's cool."
"We should have dinner sometime." he smiles at me.
"Sure." I mumble and get past him and go to my car.

That was awkward.

I get to work and see Sam. She works as the secretary.

"Hey you!" she waves at me and I put my guitar down and lean on the counter.

"I had the weirdest encounter." I whisper.
"What?"
"Harry is moving back. I bumped I to him, literally, bumped into him."
"Oh my gosh."

"Wrenny!" Sam's little 3 year old waddles up to me from behind Sam's desk.
"Hi Babble!" I pick him up. That isn't really his name, he talks alot, but his real name is Drew.

"Do you want to come to the studio with me?" I ask him and he nods.
"Ok let's go."

After I get done working, I go back to my apartment and turn on the TV and pay my rent.

I hear a knock on the food and get up to answer it.

"4 years and nothing has changed, except your hair." Harry says once I open the door.

"What do you want?" I ask.
"I want to hang out with you." he smirks.
"Don't you have done kind of girlfriend to take on a date or something?"
"No, that's why I want to take you."
"No thank you."
"Well purple," he puts a finger on his chin. "Actually I can't call you that anymore, Blue."
"Is there a reason you dyed it blue, were you feeling blue?" he whispers in my ear and I push him back.

"Yes, because of you." I walk back to the counter and pick up my pen.

"I love you Wren, I never stopped." he stands behind me.
"You need to go unpack." I say.
"You're not getting rid of me that easily." he chuckles and pulls my hair to one side of my neck but I immediately put it back in it's place.

"What's wrong?"
"Look, you can't just show up and pick up where we left off, now leave." I say sternly.

"I obviously hit a nerve, what's the matter?" his eyes go soft.
"You, you're the matter. You break my heart and move away for 4 years! YEARS!" I stand up and get in his face. "I CRIED MYSELF TO SLEEP FOR 4 YEARS!" I feel my eyes watering up.

"Wren I -"
"YOU CANT JUST PICK UP THE PEICES." I sigh.

"They're just to far away." I say quietly.

I run my hand through my blue hair and sit down.

"I'm sorry." he says and I shake my head.

"You can't just kiss this one all better." I say.

"I love you, don't forget that."

~

After he leaves I change into my pajamas and get into bed. Trying to stay strong but the tears fall anyway.

I wake up the next morning and get dressed. I don't have work but I do have to go to the store.

On my way out I see Harry sitting in the lobby on his laptop.

Why in the lobby? I have no idea...

"Hey." He walks up next to me.
"Stalker much?"
"Stickler much?
"What do you want?" I ask him.

"Where are you going?"
"To the store."
"I want to come!!" he jumps up and down. I unlock my car and he jumps in.

"Why are you in my car?"
"I'm going to help you shop!"
"You're a weirdo, get out of my car." I state.
"Noooooo."

"Whatever."

When we get to the store, Harry finds every sugary thing there is and suggests it.

"Oh come on, you know you want it." he nudges me.

"That's like offering somebody diabetes and being like 'I know you want it' like no I don't." I smile and he throws his head back in laughter.

When we get back to the apartment Harry offers to carry my bags in and I oblige.

"That couch." He puts my bags down. "We had so many movie nights on that couch."

"Yeah." I sigh.
"I miss you Wren." he cups my face and his hand touches my scar and his face falters.

He lifts my hair but I try to stop him, and I fail.

His eyes widen at my 7in. scar and he looks at me with worried eyes.

"What happened? And don't tell me nothing."
"Josh got pissed off at me for resisting him."
"Where is that bastard." Harry says through gritted teeth.
"Jail. You should get home now." I say.
"Why was he with you?"
"He attacked me."
"Did you try to fight it off?"
"You know, when you try to be strong for a long time, you loose your strength."
"So you let him attack you."
"I didn't care if he took my life, I could've asked."

Harry's face twists at my dark thoughts.

"What?"
"Why did you move back here?" I change the subject.
"I couldn't bear not being around you."