#2. I Miss Her

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Harry pov

I sat in my room staring at the monitor displaying the exports of our company this week. I wouldn't say it's bad but it's better. I rub my eyes I looked at the clock hanging on the wall it showed 11 pm in the night. I closed my eyes briefly all, in the end, I see the same girl who I don't wanna look at her face again. My thoughts were interrupted by my phone call showing it is my mother. I picked up hoping she wouldn't yell at me right now cause I don't think it ain't the time.

H: mum
A: love why aren't you home yet?
H: I'm kinda checking everything mum today I'd stay in the office.
A: harry but fine please be home early tomorrow I'd like to have a nice breakfast with my family
H: but mom ugh fine.
A: love you sweetheart take care
H: love you, mom.

I hung up. I stood up from my place switched off the computer and took off my coat I laid on the couch. My sleep isn't on its way but my thoughts are stuck back to that fine morning. That day the meaning of love changed. Love does nothing but breaks, burn, and end. I felt the warmth on my cheeks. Tears left and the trace of her that would never disappear again. I wipe them off. I took a deep breath and let the air out. I grab my phone checked at her pictures. We were so good until the real her  hit me . I wouldn't be this broken if it wasn't for her. I throw my phone, I don't care if it is broken like my heart. I cried to sleep like always. I've been crying to sleep every night since that day that 3 years back drama. Finally, I fell asleep.

I woke up with a knock on the front door of my office room. I sat up looked around the I remember that I slept on this couch thinking about her again like yesterday and that day before yesterday. I shouldn't cry now that I have a girlfriend. Maybe I never considered her as one. My thoughts are stopped by another frustrated knock. I stood up opened the door. My face turned even paler when I saw her.

H: what time is it? .......Kendall
K: 9 am harry what are you doing here? You should be at home but what are you doing here oh my look at your hair and dress like you've been sleeping with someone else?
H: please stop talking. I'm going home I'll be back in a couple of hours.

She is my pa from three months cause the last one got fired. She nodded. I went back I grab my coat. I searched for my phone in my pocket and on the desk. Then I looked around I saw it on the floor. I walked to it I picked up. Now that it's broken I have to buy a new one this is my third phone in this month. Kendall walked in she is wearing a skirt and a shirt I don't care much but I've been looking at her for a long time. She had a smirk. She cleared her throat which bought to my reality.

H: um
K: I know babe I shouldn't have left you alone in here I'm sorry. Today onwards I won't
H: I um Kendall get me a new phone.
K: I will anything for you my babe.

She walked closer to me. She snaked her hands around my neck. I have one of my hands on her waist and the other holding the coat and my phone. She is quite a little far from my lips. She closed the gap between us. She kissed me. I don't know what came into me I kissed her back. She smiled. Now we are making out. Our small makeout session is interrupted by someone clearing their throat. I pulled off from her I looked at the brunette girl who is glaring at me. Kendall went out of my room winking at me. I wink back. What am I doing? I wet my lips I felt lipstick taste I wipe them off with the tissue on my desk. I looked at the brunette girl I opened my mouth to clear off the silence.

H: um gemma
G: look harry you did not come home for her right? How many times should I tell you not to miss any of our family plans? This is a millionth time I'm telling you not to mess your personal life with your professional life. I don't want her stop you from us. If she does this would be last time you'd see her and last day she'd work here.
H: gemma I didn't sleep with her she came in here just a few minutes ago and I fell asleep on the couch over there and I didn't mean to miss the breakfast.
G: why are you with her making out in the office harry?
H: I can whenever I want gemma. She is my girlfriend.
G: that is only the reason she is still alive even she is messing with you

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