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Chapter 5

"Hi, Guy, how's it going back there?" Jason paced the kitchen floor as he spoke on the phone to his friend.

"Ok, the inquiry is still going on, so filming is on hold. How's the UK?"

"Eventful!"

"It's only England, what's going on?" Guy laughed.

"I'm thinking about heading back?"

"Why? I wouldn't do that at the moment, the press are everywhere and the family are going through a lot, just give it another couple of weeks at least."

"We've had press before, it's nothing that we don't go through all the time," Jason was frustrated, he hadn't slept all night. All he wanted to do was just to knock on Harry's door, explain everything and spend the night with her. But he didn't and he couldn't.

"I know, but just trust me, this is different, just stay out the way for a bit, take in the sights, relax, treat it like a holiday."

"Some holiday!" Jason was about to tell him about the shooting at the nightclub that was all over the news but he didn't, it would only make Guy nervous, and he didn't want the extra hassle.

"Look, in two weeks the inquest will be finished and they'll decide it was an accident and we can all return to normal. You spoke to Caron?"

"Yeah, briefly this morning, she's busy doing a shoot she'll be there another month," Jason contemplated telling her that his heart wasn't in their relationship anymore, if indeed it ever was, going by what he felt for Harry. But it just didn't felt right doing it over the phone, the conversation hardly lasted more than five minutes, she was busy and he could hear people in the background calling her name.

Jason sighed, he could do this for two more weeks, he'd keep himself to himself, lie low, the time will soon go. "Ok, two more weeks, then that's it I'm coming back whatever the outcome." Jason hung up he was frustrated in so many ways by so many things. He'd go for a run, that usually helped.

Jason changed into his gear, tied on his trainers and left the house, hat on and headphones in he ran and ran, two hours later he returned. Harry was outside in her front garden talking to a guy. Jason glanced quickly he didn't want to look, he didn't want to know, it was none of his business what she did or who she spoke to.

Harry saw him too, he could feel her eyes boring in the back of him as he ran up his drive and into the house.

Jason showered, made some toast, he flicked on the tv to catch the news. The shooting incident was headlines, two people were shot and in critical care. The police were following inquires and asking for anyone to come forward that had been there or knew any information. The club was closed until further notice, Jason assumed that Harry would be out of work for a while and he was pleased they were shut he didn't like the thought of her going back there, especially if he wasn't around.

Jason found the day dragging, all he wanted to do was to go and call round and see Harry, talk to her, maybe even steel a kiss but that was impossible, apart from the hundred reasons why he shouldn't there was no way Harry was ever going to talk to him again!

The morning dragged by. In the afternoon Jason found himself in a local supermarket buying wine and various snacks. He could tell people were taking second glances at him and whispering, despite his hat and dark glasses. He ignored them and carried on as if he didn't notice their curious looks.

By the time 8 o'clock came, Jason had two bottles in hand and a huge bag of crisps to share, he found himself standing outside Harry's door. Jason stood for a good 5 minutes before awkwardly shifting the bottles in his hands and knocking on her door.