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My phone rang like 7 times I let all off them ring. I looked at my alarm clock seeing that it was 1 in the afternoon. "Ugh," I screamed at my pillow once the sun shined through my balcony curtains. Today I was suppose to go to school, my mother's gonna kill me. That's when my mother comes into my room with two cups of coffee. "Mom, I can explain, " I told her trying to think of why I didn't go to school.

"It's Okay I called the school and said you were sick," my mom tells me. "Here. Drink up," she said passing me a mug. "Mom. What do I do about Harry's past," I asked her as I sipped my sweet cappuccino. "Well. You just have to live up with his past. He was different back then now he's how he is thanks to you missy, " she said as she sat down on my bed.

"Mom but I can't stop picturing other girls with him. My mind is killing me with those images," I said to her. I liked having my mom be a mom for once in her entire life. "Well I understand you I guess. But maybe he feels the same picturing you with Ryan, " she spoke the truth. I never bothered to see it Harry's way. "Mom can I borrow your car keys, " I asked her. "Sure. They're on the key hanger," she said. I jumped out of bed and then my mom said, "Honey get change you are not going like that." I looked at what I was wearing and she was right.

My mom walked out of my room so I could change. I got into some ripped skinny jeans, a cream long sleeved shirt that showed my shoulders, some combat boots, put my hair into a messy bun, brushed my teeth, and applied a bit of make-up. I ran down stairs in a fucking hurry. "Go get him girl," my mom yelled once I had exited my house with the suv keys. I drove to Harry's house on my way there I hoped with all my heart he was there instead of school.

I got there and saw Harry's car in his driveway so I parked on the side of his house. I walked out of my car and on to the side walk. I made it to the front door's steps and I rang the doorbell. I saw the doorknob move and I stepped away from the door. "Gemma! " I said as she opened the door and looked at me with a smile. "Riley! I thought you'd never show up here again," she said embracing me in a hug.

"Me either," I said to her. "Well is Harry home," I said once she let go of me. "Yeah. He's locked in his room. We have the key to his room but we don't open it. But he's so depressed, " she whispered to me. "Can I come in," I said to her. "Sure," she said to me and moved out of the door's way. I stepped in remembering all those images but I pushed them to the back of my head. "I'll go get the key. I'll be right back," she whispered at me and she left me alone in the hall. I walked over to Harry's room and I leaned on the wall waiting for Gemma to come.

She walked over to me and handed me a key. I looked at her than to the key, she nodded her head and walked away. I felt like if I was walking into my  doom. I placed the key into the knob and twisted it, making it unlock. I heard Harry moving on his bed like if he was looking to see if someone was coming in. I pushed the door slightly open, just letting my body slid in, not letting even a slight of light come in, I closed the door once I had stepped in, and locked it.

The room was pitch black I couldn't see anything. I had to picture everything. I slowly walked to Harry's bed until I reached his bed. I kicked off my shoes, hearing them fall to the ground. I pulled on the covers and slipped my body into the sheets. I felt his boxers and that he didn't have a shirt on his back was facing me. I hugged him from behind as he use to. "Harry. Please turn your face to me," I said and I heard him turn to face me. "Riley what are you doing here," he asked as I slipped under his chin.

"I came to apologize, " I said pulling myself closer to his muscular body. "Apologize?  For what?" "I freaked out yesterday. When I shouldn't have. I can now see what you see when you picture me with Ryan. Can you forgive me," I asked him. His arms wrapped around the small of my back and I took that as a yes. He pulled me on top of him as he fell to his back. "I love you," he said and I felt his eyes meet mine in the dark. "I love you more," I said and leaned down to meet his lips. His hands traveled down to my butt and squeezed on it a bit. I moaned into his mouth as we still kissed.

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