Chapter Twenty Five

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^^^Harry's POV^^^

As soon as I felt her lips on mine, I cupped her cheeks.

"You shouldn't cry," I whisper as my forehead rests on hers. "You're to beautiful for that."

"Why are you so sweet?" She laughs as tears roll down her cheeks.

I don't answer, but as she did previously, I reconnect our lips.

"Be my girlfriend." I mumble, kissing her lips once more.

"What?" She pants, furrowing her eyebrows.

"Be my girlfriend." I smile at her, and red creeps up her cheeks.

"Okay." She giggles as her face turns red.

"Come on, they're probably worried." I grab her hand, leading her out of the bathroom behind me.

"Are you okay, honey?" Her dad asks her.

"Yeah." She looks down, nodding her head.

"Good." He kisses her forehead, sitting back down.

"Connor, do you want to tell them about your girlfriend?" Arnold asks, sitting down his water.

"Oh, her name is Gemma," he instantly start blabbing about her.

I start to feel nauseous, so I quickly excuse myself.

And Jordan follows. Of course.

"What's wrong?"

"Gemma.."

"What about her? Do you know her?" Her eyes widen.

"No.." I shift uncomfortably at the name of Gemma.

"Then what?" She places her hands on mine.

"Gemma was my sisters name, she had been kidnapped, and the person killed her and threw her body in a lake. They could never find her body, but they were sure that had happened." I pour my heart out to her.

"Oh my god." Her eyes widen.

"I'm so sorry!" Her eyes fill with tears.

"It's fine." It's not though.

"No, it isn't. That is awful, Harry!" She wraps her arms around me tightly.

"That caused my dad to start drinking.. He blamed me for it." I start to cry.

"He said that I should've watched her more, and I tried. I really did." My voice cracks, and I hug Jordan closer to me.

"Harry.." She is speechless.

"Don't pity me,"

"I'm not. If anything, this makes you more stronger than I thought you already were." She looks at me briefly before rubbing my wet cheeks.

"I'm sorry for crying-"

"Don't you dare finish that!" She warns. "Even the toughest people cry sometimes." She says.

"How about we stay here the night, and we can see my family tomorrow?" She suggests.

"Sounds good."

"Let's go ahead and leave. It has been quite a night." She says, lacing our fingers together.

"Let's go,"

..

I'm awoken by the sound of Jordan's phone ringing. She apparently didn't hear it, because she is still doing asleep.

I grab her phone and put in her pass code, unlocking her phone.

Unknown number: Can't you take a hint? Remember our deal? She goes.

And attached to it was a picture of Eleanor.
..

So.. What do you think of Harry's past?

What do you think of the text message?

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