The Unlikable (Book One) // h.s. [COMPLETE]

Chapter 72

"Callie hurry up!" Logan yelled from his truck, but I wasn't able to answer him. I was in la la land on the phone with Harry.

"What's it like in Rome?" I sat down in one of the metal seats outside as the three boys overlooked me talking to my long lost lover.

"Its..its alright. I've been working on my Italian," I could hear him smirk through the phone.

"Harry you don't know Italian," I smiled and laughed making my heart yearn to be with him even more.

"That's why I'm working on it," he laughed and I knew then I would do anything, anything in the entire world, to be with him and hear him laugh first hand.

"What's she like?" I frowned remembering the girl he was living with.

"Callie..." he sighed and I had to bite my lip not to cry. "We don't need to discuss that. I left for you and I left for me. You need to know that and accept that. I will always, always want to be with you and, Christ, I'm so sorry for the way I treated you in the end, but it was the only way I knew how to let you go, to make you hate me."

"Harry I hate you for leaving me, I'm all alone. You were everything for me and I guess that was my mistake. I just wish I could..." I had to clear my throat, "I could be with you and experience life with you."

"I know," he sighed and all I wanted to hear him say was that he wanted it too. 

"Do you not want that?"

"I want the best things for you and I want the best things for me. And unfortunately, that means we have to be seperate. Christ, I had to move to a fucking different contintent to keep myself away from you Miss Steele."

"Harry who's on the telly?!" A voice shouted in the background on his line. 

"Miss Steele how formal!" Another one cooed soon after.

"Dean, fuck off. Mate quit." There was rustling on the line and I didn't know what was going on. Just please stay on the phone Harry!

"Oi? Who is this? Don't you know it's way late and we have a show in the morning?!" Another English accent spoke and I was confused. Did Harry have more friends than enemies now? Show? What the hell is going on?

"Umm. I'm sorry, this is Callie. Who is this?" I spoke properly like in a business call.

"No fuckin' way! The American girl? Harry told us all about you and how beautiful your skin was and how he still touches himself at night thinking about-," he was cut off and I heard arguing on the other end once again.

"Sorry," Harry was in a quieter room now and I heard a door shut.

"Who was that?" I laughed. 

"CALLIE! We don't have all day!" Logan yelled obviously becoming aggravated at my lack of caring for him.

"ONE MORE MINUTE!" I smiled to him apologetically. 

"Who was that?" Harry repeated.

"I think I asked you that first," I smirked and ran my fingers through my hair. 

Harry laughed and paused for a moment. "It was one of my roommates, Dean."

"Dean? That's a nice name," I felt awkward about what he told me, but also I felt like I was on cloud nine.

"Yeah about what he said... Um, I don't tell them that kind of shit, so don't think I'm exploiting you or whatever." 

I looked behind me for a second and Charles and Harrison were already gone and in their car, while Logan was switching through some CD's not in hearing range for what I was about to say.