Shannen's POV
I couldn't sleep because of my fucking phone like literally. It won't stop bothering me. It kept on ringing.
I got annoyed and took a look at it. It said 'you got 32 missed calls and 20 unread messages from Harry <3'. Damn it, I said to myself. It was already 4 in the morning and I haven't really slept peacefully.
I couldn't really go back to sleep. So I decided to open some messages.
"Babe, please accept my calls, it's really important. I'm sorry. "
"Babe, I'm really sorry about what happened I should've done something. Please accept my calls. I love you"
But one actually caught my eye.
"Babe if you're reading this, I want you to know how important you are to me. Please just come back home, I need you. I love you"
Tears streamed down my cheeks. My sobbs then got distracted by the ringing of my phone.
Harry was calling me.
I got double doubts on answering but stayed with my faith and answered it.
"Hello?", he said with sadness in his raspy voice.
I stayed quiet, just wanting to hear his breathing.
I could hear him sniff.
"Hey bab-e, I", he paused as he started crying.
I could feel my eyes start to fill.
I just continued listening.
"I, kno-w y- your listening ri-ght now", he paused as he composed himself.
"I want you to know that, I'm sorry.", he said as his voice was now shaking while a single tear rolled down my cheek.
"I didn't know she woul-", he said as he started sobbing.
"Everything she said wasn't true", he added restoring hiself.
"You're the one I love not her", he said as I had trouble breathing from my sobbs.
"I love you", he said.
Silence.
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.
.
"Ha-harry wait", I said as I didn't want his voice to go just yet.
"Sh-shannen?", he asked a bit surprised.
"Babe", he added as I smiled.
"Babe, please listen to me, she was just ly-", I cut him off.
"I know", I said in a whisper hushing him.
"I'm sor-", he said as I interrupted him again.
"I know", I said once again.
I received a chuckle from him.
"I love you", he said with a weak voice.
"I know and I love you too", I said as I wipped my tears away.
"I miss you, where are you anyways?", he asked as I got up and went to get food in the fridge.
"We're in some hotel not far from your flat", I whispered as Fritchie was still sleeping.
