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(NOT EDITED! sorry if there are grammar errors or it just sucks lol)
5.3.15

My mind is still thinking about Harry and how bothered he seemed yesterday. Did he have something going on and wanted to talk with me about it? I check my phone again, waiting to get a message from him... but I'm just met with a text from Zayn. Which I ignore.

    After that day in the café, I've completely avoided any type of communication with him. I haven't even gone to work, which I probably should. I can't afford to lose money, and I sure won't ask my parents. Thats the last thing I'd do.

    When will my life ever be completely drama free? I get up off the floor, grab my keys, phone and head out the door.  I need fresh air and to get out of the same environment I'm in everyday.

    I walk a few miles to this little abandoned hiking park, and walk till I reach a cliff area and lay on the ground. Thoughts cloud all around my head and I try to not let it overcome me. The flashbacks keep coming and doubts continue to swerve around my head.

     I sit up, controlling my breaths and grab my head. 

     "Calm down Aubrey, stop. You came here for peace. Quit freaking out." I repeat to myself, but it just won't work.

    So I do what I've always wanted to do. I scream. I scream out for all the pain I've felt, for all the suffering I've been through, for every time I've been mistreated by my own flesh and blood. Adrenaline fills up inside of my veins and my heart won't stop pounding. People can probably hear me but I don't care.

    In this very moment, all I can do is relieve myself and in all honesty... it feels great.

    Once I'm done, I let the tears stream down my face but they aren't sad tears. They're tears of joy. I may be going through so much, but the fact I'm still here shows just how strong I continue to be, and for that I'm proud.

    I wipe my tears and lie back down flat on my back, most likely getting my hair dirty, but I can't find myself caring. I'm too overwhelmed with pride in this moment. I am strong.

    I lay in the quietness till I am interrupted.

    "Aubrey?" I hear a raspy voice ask.

     I quickly get on my feet and my heart is pounding. I look around but at first, I don't see anyone. Then, I hear a branch break. I whipped my head to my left and a scream leaves my mouth.

     "Shhhh, its just me. Calm down." He says, walking closer to me.

    I grip my chest and bend over. "You nearly made me pee on myself, what are you spying on me or something?" I ask, in pants.

   "I apologize but um, no. This is actually where I am most my days." He responds. I feel my skin turn warm and my forehead sweats from embarrassment.

     "Oh, I'm sorry I invaded your little hang out. I'll just get going." I start to walk away and try cover my face with dirt infested curls when a huge hand curls around my tiny arm. I yelp and jerk it back.

    "Don't touch me like that!" I hiss.

       He nods, "Why haven't you been at your job?" He asks me, not questioning why I reacted as so. I shrug, looking at my shoes.

    "Why haven't you responded to any of my DM's?" I retort. I cringe, I sound desperate.

   "I've lost my phone, the café was the only place I felt I could reach you at." He shrugs, never breaking his eye contact. It intimidates me, yet I'm intrigued.
    
     "Oh."

      We just stand there awkwardly and the tension between us is driving me crazy.

      "Can you stop?" I blurt out. My eyes go wide. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

     "Excuse me?" He asks.

     "Stop being awkward with me, I don't like it." I reply.

    He just laughs and shakes his head. "You're the only awkward person here." He retorts, sending me a slight amused smile.

    I just roll my eyes, he's probably right. "Whatever."

    He laughs again before walking a little closer, "What brought you here Aubrey?" He questions me, all joking gone. Um...

     "I needed a change of scenery, I got bored." I lie. He quirks an eyebrow.

     "So the screaming I heard wasn't you then?" I shake my head, tight lipped.

      "Interesting, now will you tell me the real reason?"

     Persistent, this guy. Who does he think he is? "Honestly no, not trying to be rude Harry... but what I do isn't any of your concern."

     "I respect that, I just wanted to help." I hold back my expression of how shocked I am. Most guys would easily of taken offense. Maybe Harry isn't so bad...

    Well he's definitely more understanding than Zayn is. Speaking of Zayn, "Hey, why'd you freak out at the café like that?" I ask.

    He looks at me again, eyebrows raised with his mouth slightly ajar. Obviously taken offguard.

     "Frankly Aubrey, I don't think that's any of your concern." He replied in a mocking tone. I burst out laughing, probably harder than I have in years, or ever... but let's not push it.

    "You, my dear friend Harry, are something else." I reply, while giggling.

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     Once I left the park, I didn't go home just yet. I turned my phone off and went into a small little café, and ordered me some coffee. I just sit on a couch, listening to the live music play. I feel so content again.

    I'm not too sure what it is about little café's but they make me feel so at home and comfortable. I guess thats why I chose to work in one, because I feel comfortable and that's all I desire. Comfort.

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heyloooo, sorry I haven't updated in forever. I wasn't motivated and I didn't really write worse than I usually do lol, so I took a small break. but I'm back and I'm better... lol sike, nah. Hope you enjoyed this trash though lol.

                               -KayUnwritten