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Chapter 20

I hate seeing Harry cry. It was one of my worst weaknesses, along with seeing my own mother cry. What has he done to deserve this? Absolutely nothing.

"Harry... Babe c'mon lets go to sleep." I say into his ear as I'm still hugging him.

He made no response. All he did was push me away, hard. And that was okay. He was upset. Not at me of course. He made his way towards the bed and hid himself under the duvets. I can still hear his light sobs from ten feet away. As I'm walking towards him, I hear my name being called. It was Addison. It almost sounded like she was whining my name. I try to ignore her but her whines got louder.

"Harry. I'll be right back babe."

My mom would wake if she doesn't shut up, so I head over to my room where Addison had lay.

"What is it?" I bite.

"Could you get me a glass of water? Please? My head is killing me."

"Oh Addison you couldn't do it yourself?"

"Please?"

I grunt in annoyance as I turn around and head downstairs to get her water. Like I said before, I hated dealing with people who are hungover. If you don't want to get like this, don't drink. That's what I told myself every time I felt nauseous during drinking. Addison said she had a headache, right? Might as well give her some medicine. I grab two tablets of Tylenol to calm down her headache before walking back up these flight of stairs and back to my room.

"Here."

"Thank you. I'm sorry about all this."

"It's ok. Now go to sleep. You don't look to good."

I quickly realized I had left Harry all alone in the guest room. My speed picks up to see if Harry was ok. Obviously not fast enough. He was gone. Nothing laying in the bed but a note. I walk over slowly to pick it up.

It read:

Hannah. I'm sorry I left without saying goodbye. I need time to think this through. I promise I'll visit you tomorrow at work. I love you.

xoxo Harry.



I wasn't so sad that he left. I would've done the same, believe me. That's a lot to take in. My eyes shot open when I read the note again. Shit. I have work in a couple of hours and it's nearly four in the morning. I place the note on the nightstand before tucking myself in the duvets.

"I love you too, Harry." I whisper to myself before falling sleep minuets after.

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My whole body jumps in shock once I hear the sound of a customer hitting the bell, waiting for someone to take his or hers order. I couldn't see who it was since I'm trying to sleep behind the blenders. I'm exhausted.

"Ella. Could you please take that customer. I'm quite busy at the moment making these smoothies."

"Yeah. Sure."

I have to admit. I'm still annoyed with Ella because of all those things she told my mother. Behind that, she was just trying to be a friend. I'm trying so hard to rebuild our friendship again even though it's not really broken. I close my eyes but soon open them once I see Ella coming. Goddamn it.

"Hannah?"

"What!" I shout.

"Sorry... But that customer doesn't want me taking his order. He wants you."

"Me? What are you saying?"

"Go take his order!"

I pick up my floppy head from the counter and make my way towards the register. I'm such in a crabby mood. When I'm like this, I tend to be extremely rude to the customers.

"What do you want sir?" I drift off my sentence as I soon realize the familiar brown curly hair and cheeky grin. "Harry!"

I nearly hop over the register to give Harry kisses everywhere. It felt like I haven't seen him in years. I tried my best not to bring up the scene from last night. But I couldn't just act like I didn't care when I did.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah. C'mon. I wanna take you somewhere."

"I still have an hour left of my shift. Can you wait until then?"

"Fine." He pouts.

I give Harry a kiss before walking around back behind the register. He blew a kiss and me and I pretended to put it in my pocket.

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"Harry? Where are we going!" I scream with excitement, not sure of where we're at since he decided to blindfold me with his shirt.

"Just wait. C'mon! Follow my voice."

Walking became exhausting but the sound of us stopping made me even more excited. Although I couldn't see anything, I heard the sound of an engine starting up. That's when I knew exactly what was going on.

"Okay... Take it off."

I slowly started to pull the shirt from off my head. The biggest smile spread across y face once I revealed a 2013 Black & Red Hummer with a sparkly bow on top. I couldn't find the right words to say at the moment. I walk over behind to read the message that was engraved on the car. "Forever & Always 2/2/13". Happy tears started streaming down my face. That was the day Harry and I first met. But besides that, I kind of had this feeling. I felt like I was using Harry. I don't want this relationship just being all about gifts and stuff. It needed to be about the only thing that it should be about. And that was love. My head quickly swipes over to Harry as I give him a little smile. He immediately notices as he walks up towards me.

"Babe? You ok?"

"Harry? Do you... I mean... D-did you mean it, when you said you loved me"

"Every word... Why?"

"Well because, I love you Harry. And I just don't want you to think I'm using you in a way just to get gifts. I mean this is absolutely stunning and no man would ever do this for me..."

"That's because no man ever loved you as much as I do. You're my heart and soul. I'm not buying you stuff because I'm faking this love. I really do love you Hannah. A lot. I bought this car for both of us. And besides, my dad said in his will that he'd pass his money to me since he had no one else. I decided to spend it quickly. We needed a car Hannah, c'mon."

"You're right. I'm sorry."

Harry leans in for a kiss and he slips something into my pocket. The car keys.

"Don't drive to crazy, ok? I got to go somewhere. I'll be back in an hour."

"Oh okay. I'll pick you up in an hour." I smile.

"Thanks." He says before giving me one last kiss.

I hop into the brand new car. I've always hated that new car smell I don't know why. I roll down my window as I quickly remembered I forgot something.

"Harry!" I call out, he turns around. "I love you." He smiles as he continues walking.

I start the car and head back to my house. I haven't seen my mom still. I miss her. The buzzing in my pocket distracted me from the road. You know what they say, don't text and drive. I pull over to the side so that I was able to read this message.

"From: Blocked Number

You really should ask Harry where exactly he's going. ;) xx. "

Great. More drama. Just exactly what I needed to make this day more better.