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"I came to see you, big brother," Gwen's eyes fell to her feet and then moved up to her older brother. They eventually moved around the apartment behind him and then looked back at his face, taking in the worry lines.

"I told you I didn't want to see you," Harry muttered quietly, not wanting Indie to hear the conversation or to even come out and see the blonde in his doorway. Gwen was his well-kept secret and though he felt more comfortable with Indie than anyone he'd ever met; it didn't change the fact that he never let anyone know about Gwen.

"I know," she bit down on her bottom lip, a nervous habit she's had since she was in middle school. "And I know you were serious this time but you're all I have left Harry. I can't lose you too so I'm here to fix it. I want to be a better sister to you."

"Maybe you should have thought about that before," he shook his head.

"Can I come in, please?" She asked but didn't give Harry a chance to answer her before the stubborn blonde pushed passed him, surprising Indie as she stepped out of the bathroom and pulled on the end of Harry's shirt. "Oh, hi," Gwen looked at her in surprise.

"Uh, hi," Indie raised her hand and walked towards Harry.

Harry mentally cursed to himself, not wanting to have to introduce the two but it came to the point where it didn't seem like he had a choice. He nervously brought his hand up to the back of his neck, scratching the stray hairs on his neck.  "Gwen, this is Indie," he pointed to the brunette who seemed to be shrinking behind him.

"Indie, this is Gwen," he sighed and looked down to see her face, clearly worried that she was some ex-girlfriend. "My younger sister, Gwen."

"Oh," Indie smiled. "Well, it's nice to meet you, Gwen. I wish I could say I've heard so much about you but I haven't and by the awkward tension in this room, I take it you two have a lot to talk about so I'll just go."

"No, Ind, you don't have to go," Harry grabbed her wrist.

"It's okay," she shook her head. "I should probably be heading back anyways since I didn't leave a note and I forgot my phone at my dorm."

"Well, at least let me drive you back," he told her.

"Are you sure?" She asked, her eyes moving towards the young blonde in Harry's living room who had been studying the walls and their bareness. "Maybe you should stay here with her," she whispered quietly.

"You don't have a way home, love," he admitted.

"I can take a-" she started but Harry cut her off by leaning down and kissing her to keep her quiet.

"I brought you here, I'll take you home," he told her and ushered her out of the apartment, heading towards the couch to grab Indie's sweater from it. Indie stopped in the door way, waiting for him to join her.

"It was nice meeting you, Gwen," she waved in a friendly manner, offering the warmest of smiles.

"Yeah, you too," Gwen nodded and smoothed her hand over the leather jacket in her arms. "She's nice," she said quietly to Harry. "You really want to pull her into the mess our lives are?" She asked.

"That's none of your business," Harry gritted his teeth. "I'm taking her home. You better be gone by the time I get back, got it? I told you I was done with your shit, Gwen and I meant it."

Gwen sighed as Harry walked out of the apartment, shutting the door behind him. Indie leaned against the wall outside the elevators but pushed herself up when she spotted the brunette coming towards her. She smiled softly and offered her hand to Harry, but frowned when he didn't take it and instead held out her shirt for her to take.

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