Chapter 16.

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A/N:

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Sorry for the switch of POV's in the last chapter :o

I'll try not to let it happen again!

In this chapter, you get to find out about Harry and his mum!

Alriiight, here it is!
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- BritishBums xox

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- Harry -

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I sighed loudly, getting into my car and rubbing my hands together.

It was abruptly raining outside, the weather really bad, by the way.

Turning the heater on, I flipped the windshield wipers on as well.

As I sat there in silence, I couldn't help but think about what Blue said to me.

I didn't care, and I was perfectly fine with that. What crawled up her pants?

Sighing, I leaned back in my seat.

Remembering that night was the last thing I wanted.

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* FLASHBACK *

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"Harry, I.. I'm going to remarry."

The words hit me like bricks, my heart falling.

"But.. What about dad, mum?" I shook my head, not taking this news so easily.

"Harry, he left us. He had better things to do than cope with you. It's hard, okay? I'm sorry.."

"Hard? You're moving on so easily.. You know I hate him, mum. You're marrying him, and all he does is abuse you! Fuck, mom he is a dick. You should accept that." I rose my voice, her not helping but to slap me across the cheek.

"Don't you say that.. He helps us."

"How could you be so blind?!" I shouted, running a hand through my hair frustratedly. Tears started to brim my eyes.

"Harry! Stop shouting at mum." Gemma hushed, running to my side.

"Don't tell me you're on her side about this whole remarrying thing." I whispered, closing my eyes.

"You're 17, Harry. You have a whole life ahead of you. You shouldn't be worrying about her." She sighed, taking my hands into hers.

"I'm done. If you can't stay away from that bastard, then I'm leaving." I spat, walking past the both of them.

I could hear mum's faint crying in the kitchen, Gemma both trying to stop me from leaving, and comforting her.

"Gem, let me go." I spoke through gritted teeth.

"Harry please.. Don't. W-we need you.."

"Mum obviously doesn't care about what I have to say about this. I need a fucking dad, Gem. Not that bastard she's so into." I cried, wiping at my eyes quickly.

Yanking my arm away from her, I ran out..

I wasn't planning on coming back.

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