We Want To Break Free ❤ (Sequel to IWTBF)

Chapter 10

"Are you mad?"

"No."

"Are you sure? You look mad."

"I said I'm not mad!"

"Then why are you yelling?"

"I don't know!"

I couldn't help but giggle. He tried to put on a serious face, but failed completely.

"I'm happy for you, and you should know that I never wanted to get in the way of what you want. Looking back I realize that I was selfish."

"It's okay, I'm happy that you did," I explained. Harry looked at me a bit confused, and I couldn't blame him for that. I was angry with him at first for standing in my way while starting to follow a path I found interesting and exciting, but now I truly understand why he did it, and it just makes my heart grow.

"Really?" he asked. 

"Yeah, I know that you wanted to spend as much time with me as possible, at least that's what you said..." 

"Of course!" he interrupted. 

"Then why should I be mad over that? I should take it as a compliment...or something."

"You should."

"And so I do."

"Good."

"That's why I became so happy while finding out that I still could work for the paper while I'm still in school."

"I understand. I'm happy too, that we, well you, could find a solution that fitted both of us," Harry said as he placed his hands on my hips and pulled me closer as he rested against the kitchen counter. 

"Since we're here, what do you want for breakfast?" I asked as he looked into my eyes with a wide smirk. I noticed how his eyes seemed to become more and more intense, and I knew immediately what was waiting. I couldn't help but shiver as he leaned in closer and slowly whispered:

"I think a little bit of you would be just fine."

Kelly seemed to be in a hurry that morning, but of course she had to notice my red cheeks. 

"Wow, you seem all happy," she said as she tried her best to keep all of the books in her hands. 

"Does it show?" I said and covered my cheeks with my hands out of habit.

"Olala! And it's just 9 in the morning," Kelly teased and I playfully hit her arm.

"Hey, watch out!" she warned me as a book threatened to leave it's current place. 

"See you later," I laughed. 

"How about finishing what we started this morning?" A voice suddenly asked from behind my open locker. I could literally see my eyes grow wide in the small mirror I had inside of it as I stepped back and looked at him.

"There's nothing to finish," I smiled.

"True...Okay, let's put it this way. How about a repetition of what happened this morning....in there?" he nodded towards the ladies room. I gasped and quickly turned around.

"You're crazy," I assured as I grabbed my books while listening to Harry's laugh.

"Sorry, couldn't help it! See you at lunch?"

"You bet!"

Harry's POV.

"Where's your head mate?" Niall asked. I didn't even realize that I was smirking like an idiot. I looked away from the window and into his blue eyes.

"What?"

"Could you share your thoughts? I could need some mental energy right now, does anybody even understand anything of this?" he asked and gestured towards the math teacher.

"I wish I could, but I'd rather keep 'em to myself," I said and gave him a wink.

"It's that girl right?"

Of course it was. It always is. I still couldn't wrap my head around the fact that I had such a serious relationship. We even lived together. Even though I normally would feel kind of odd to that whole situation, it felt like the most obvious choice ever. I loved her, she was all I cared about, then why shouldn't I spend every minute that I possibly could next to her? She needed me, I knew that, and I needed her too. I know what she's been going through, it's to hell and back, but that didn't scare me away. Quite the opposite actually, it made me care for her more. It even made me fall in love with her. I fell in love with her strength, a strength she didn't even knew she had, and still has. We're like a puzzle, that only consist of two pieces. If one if them is missing, nothing, not even life, would be complete. 

"Are you coming?" Niall asked. 

Lunch already? 

"Yes! Yes, of course."

Niall joined us for lunch. The girls were quite surprised that I brought one of my friends to our table for once. Amber felt uncomfortable, I could tell. She never really like meeting people she didn't know, but it's getting better. It's all because of that god damn rapist! Man, I'd kill him if I could! Or at least kill the memories, the pain and the insecurity he left behind. Amber has grown so much in such a short time, working at the school paper, getting a part-time job and all, and I was extremely proud of her for that. Even if it meant less time with her.

Kelly and Amber introduced themselves and Niall smiled at them and told them jokes. He actually tells a lot of jokes...maybe it's something Irish.

I grabbed Amber's hand from under the table. It's funny how addicted to her I've become. She's the only drug I wanna do. 

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I entered the restaurant that now had become well known to me. The bell announced my entrance, but everybody were so caught up in their hamburgers and fries or whatever, that they didn't even bother to look up at me. It didn't take long before I felt a hand on my shoulder and I turned around. 

I had a different face in my mind because it was not Amber's that greeted me, even though I'd hoped so. Her name badge explained to me that her name was "Hannah", and I recognized her as the girl I drove home after her car broke down.

"Hi, Harry, right?"

"Uhm, yeah..Hi."

"Look, thank you once again for what you did, I.."

"Harry?" A voice called in surprise and happiness, cutting Hannah off. It was Amber, making her way over.

Thank God.

I couldn't help but notice how Hannah's hand lingered on my shoulder, travelling over my back before falling to her side as she quietly snorted and walked away.

"Is this a new habit?" Amber smiled at me taking my focus away from the strange girl that just disappeared. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed the tip of my nose.

"Well, it's not fun to eat alone. I like to be where you are so might as well have my dinner here," I casually explained with a shrug added to it.

"What can I get you?"

"A burger with cheese thanks, and no ketchup!"

"You got it," Amber said giving me a small wink before entering the kitchen. 

I couldn't help but feel watched, sitting there waiting for my food. It was not that strange, since I was being observed. Hannah's eyes seemed to see into my very soul as she was cleaning a table from across the restaurant. Her eyes never left mine as she slowly moved the wet cloth back and forth across the table. 

What the hell is wrong with her?