Chapter Seventeen

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Harper's POV

I lay back on the couch, my hair falling off the edge. "And this is how it starts.." I sing to myself. 

"Take your shoes off in the back of my van." A voice sings from the door. I jump up quickly, and see none other than Matty Healy in the doorway. I run over to him, my arms wrapping around his neck. 

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I ask, pushing my blonde hair out of my face. 

"I came because I need support both you, and my sister. I know I told you shit about Luke -" He pauses, pushing his hair back. "But honestly, I was drunk, high, and pissed off. I thought Luke was taking her from me, I love her so much Harper. And I don't want anything happening to her." He grabs both of my hands, pleading with me. I hesitate. 

"Matty, she needs to know." I say quietly, looking at the ground. His fingers move to my chin, pulling my head up. 

"And that will be Luke's decision whether or not to tell her. But right now, I want to spend time with my girlfriend. Preferably drunk. And preferably naked in the bedroom closest to us right now."

I grin. "You don't wanna do that. The nearest room is Steph's."

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Luke's POV

My phone vibrated in my jeans, a text from Matty. I knew Steph wouldn't care if I looked at it. She was too busy looking at the desserts. 

Harper has calmed down. It's up to you now, Luke. You can tell her if you feel the need to.

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Harry's POV

"No, no!" I exclaim, jumping up and grabbing Kat's arm, just as she's about to leave. "No, please listen to me. Please." I see her staring at the ground, chewing on her bottom lip. 

"You have five minutes, Harry."

"Luke told me that you thought I was cheating on you. When I came out of the shower, and you were gone, and my texts to Victoria were open..I broke. Victoria's-"

"Who is she?" She asks, obviously trying hard not to cry. 

"Who? Victoria?" My eyebrows furrow together. "Victoria is my 30 year old cousin who makes weird ass fucking jewellery that I thought you'd like." I pull the box out of my pocket, giving it to her. She looks down at the box, then back up at me. 

"Wait, what?"

"Just open the box." I say, calmly. I watch her cute facial expressions as she smiles down at the small ring. 

"Harry, I don't know what to say-"

"Before you say anything, this isn't an engagement ring. We both aren't ready for that yet. It's a promise ring. I promise that I'll love you forever."

She looks up at me, smiling. "Really?"

"Kat." I groan. "You're meant to say it back or I'll look like a doofus."

"I'll love you forever." She jumps, wrapping her arms around my neck.

I'm glad we got this all sorted out, before the boys and I need to leave. 

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