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Chapter 52

Kally's P.O.V
I realized that I had to go back to London for cheerleading practice. So I do. Instead of telling Harry I'm coming back home, I'll just surprise him. Ashley never got a chance to meet Harry, so she's flying in with me to meet him. This should be good. I know they'll get along well, so it shouldn't be a problem.
We arrive in London, and we're not too far from our house. "I can't wait to meet him!" Ashley says. "Same!" I squeal. We get to the house, and I knock on the door. I smile to myself, I couldn't wait to see the look on his face. He opens the door, and he smiles real big. "You tricked me!" He says, hugging me. "No, I just forgot I had cheerleading practice." I giggle. "Whatever. You're Ashley, right?" Harry says. "Yeah." She smiles. "Nice to meet you!" He says. And they hug. I smile, and then we step inside.
Harry's P.O.V
Was it me or did Kally and her cousin look alike? Maybe I was just seeing things. But I don't know. They had the same smile, same personality, same taste in clothing, same hair style. It was weird. We all sit on the couch, and I smile at Ashley. "So, how have you been?" I ask her. "I've been good! Thanks! You?" She smiles. "Great! Thanks!" I smile. "It's nice to see you guys getting along well." Kally smiles. "Yeah! He's just like you said he was! He's a nice guy! You got yourself a keeper!" Ashley says. "Yep, I do." Kally smiles up at me. I smile back, and then kiss her lips. "Aww! That's so sweet! Listen Kally, I'm going to the hotel, but I'll call you later." She says, then gets up. "Okay." Kally says. "Okay, bye Harry! It was really nice to meet you!" Ashley smiles. And we hug again. Then she leaves. "Well, she's nice."
Kally's P.O.V
"Well, she's nice." Harry says. "Yep." I say. We sit in silence for awhile, and then I say, "So, you can tell a lot about a person by the monopoly character they choose, right?" Harry frowns at me. "What? Oh!" He says. "Yeah." I giggle. "Actually, yes I can." He says. "Well, do you want to play monopoly?" I ask. "Sure." He says. I get up and grab the box that was in a drawer. "Okay." I say, taking out the board. Harry and I set up the game board. "Okay, don't cheat, if you do I'll hurt you." I say. "Okay." He giggles. We start and I pick the horse. "So, since I chose the horse, what can you tell about me?" I ask. "Uh, you're smart, outgoing, obviously you're beautiful, and you like a challenge." He smirks. "Wow." I say. "Impressed?" He smirks. "Very." I giggle. We start moving our characters and picking up cards. I've been in jail already which made me sad, but Harry found it quite amusing, so I hit him in the balls. He's still clutching them, so I ask, "You okay, Bear?" He frowns. "You hit me in the balls!" He says. "Oops." I shrug. Harry moves his character more. And he wins. He obviously cheated because we've only been playing this game for an hour. "That's not fair." I shake my head. "Life isn't fair, Kitten." Harry smirks. "Don't make me hit you in the balls again." I glare at him. "Okay okay! Sorry!" He giggles. "As much as I want to hit you in your anus right now, I really want to cuddle with you instead." I say. "Anus, really?" He laughs. "Yes really! Now cuddle me!" I pout. "Okay fine! C'mere." He says. We get on the couch, and we cuddle. I look down and notice his cute little tummy. I smile, and start to poke it. It was so adorable. "What are you doing?" Harry asks. "Playing with your tummy." I say. "Why?" He asks. "Because it's cute!" I say. "No it's not. I have a fat stomach." He says. "No you don't. It's cute!" I say, poking it more. "Okay, well, if you say so. But can you please stop?" He asks. I stop, not really wanting to, but not wanting to make him angry either if I didn't. I soon feel a sharp pain in my stomach. I try to ignore it, and not make a big deal about it, but it keeps getting worse and worse. "Ow!" I yelp. "Babe are you okay?" Harry asks frantically. "No! Harry I think something's wrong!" I soon start cry. "Okay, we're going to go to the hospital, alright?" Harry says. I nod in pain. I try to get up, but fail. "Harry I can't move." I cry. "Okay baby. I'll carry you." Harry says. And he does. He carries me and then safely puts me into the car. Harry immediately starts the car, and drives us to the hospital.
Harry's P.O.V
It's gone. She's gone. It's happening again. Our future. Gone. Shattered once again. Why? Why us? What were we doing so wrong? I thought that this could be it for us. But I was wrong. Another heartbreaking month is going to go by. No more excitement rushing through the both of our veins. She's gone. I loved her so much. And now she's gone. She's just gone. I thought it was going to be forever. But I was once again wrong. Was I ever going to have a happily ever after? Ever? I thought this was going to be it. But it's not. Another month of not be happy. Another month of crying. Another month of feeling guilty. Another month of losing hope yet again. Another month of getting completely wasted everyday. Another month of no communication. Another month without our little joy because Darcy Anne Styles was dead.