Chapter 2

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I wake up and rub my eyes.

It's 4 pm and I'm still tired. I check my phone. 3 missed calls, all from Harry. I smile and dial his number.

"Hellllo and thanks for finally answering!" He says, I can hear the smile in his voice.

"You're welcome. What're you doing later tonight?" I ask.

"Um, tons." He says cheekily.

"Oh bummer, I was going to ask if you wanted to hang out."

"Well in that case, what were you thinking?" He asks.

"I'm still tired, you want to just come over and we can chill?" I say, hoping he accepts.

"Yeah, I'll bring some food from work. It's fettuccine." He offers.

"Yum, that's my favorite."

"Ill be over in like 30 minutes."

"Alright." I say and hang up.

I brush my teeth and pull on some sweats and a nirvana crop top. There's no point in dressing up.

I watch television until I hear a knock on the door.

"It's open!" I yell, and he comes in with the food.

We eat, and hang out on my couch.

He smiles and puts his arm around my shoulder. We continue watching law and order:svu until he has to go home.

Before he leaves he gives me a quick peck on the cheek and my heart stops.

He walks out the door, but right before I closed the door, josh pushes his way through.

"Harry!" I scream, but he's already too far away to hear me.

"What the hell? You're already fucking another guy?" He asks, yelling.

"No, josh, it's not like that... We're just friends." I reply. I shouldn't have to explain myself to him. It's not his business.

He squints at me.

"And who cares if I was, huh? You're the one who cheated all through our relationship!" I scream. I don't know where this sudden outburst of courage is coming from, but I hope it doesn't go away.

He steps close to my face, "I still love you, Nicole."

What? That caught me off guard and now I know that my courage is gone.

"Josh... We just, we don't work out." I say quietly, feeling defeated.

He pushes me on the couch and slaps me. I yell out, and he covers my mouth.

"Listen, you pissed me off. Wrong move." He says and leaves, slamming the door behind him.

I run and lock the door quickly. When will I escape him? I'd hate to have to move again because I can't afford it. I'm in between jobs and I have virtually no money. If Harry hadn't brought over food I probably wouldn't have eaten.

I sigh, tomorrow I really need to find a job. For now, I close my eyes and drift off to sleep.

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