Temptation

Chapter 75

"Okay," I finally agree to my mother.

"Okay?" She asks, surprised.

I nod my head.

"Okay." She lets out a breath she seemed to be holding. "Come downstairs.-" she revs on my knee, "Gloria made some blueberry muffins." She smiles at me before shutting the door behind her.

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Harry's POV

I've been pacing around this damn apartment all morning. Pacing and cleaning.

I've been digging through all of the damn drawers and cabinets for anything that I could've left behind or forgot to get rid of. I've deleted every text in my phone, everything is gone forever and now nothing will destroy what I have.

My phone makes a ding noise of the couch. I ignore it, I know it isn't Beth.

It dings again.

Ignore.

It dings again.

"Holy shit." I yell to myself and walk over to the phone.

"What?" I snap through the phone.

"Calm the fuck down," Niall laughs through the reliever.

"What do you want?" I say through my clenched teeth. I am no way in any mood for this shit.

"Adam." He says. I roll my eyes at the fact that he couldn't just fucking go along with what he's telling me.

"What about him?"

"He's going to find out, you know?"

"No, he won't." I snap.

"He might." He reminds me.

He won't, he can't. I'd fucking kill him.

I keep trying to tell myself that it isn't my fault. But in some sort of way, I am. Everything always comes to fuck me over and I don't know how much fucking longer I can keep up with it.

"There's no proof of anything. Everyone is keeping their fucking mouth shut, right?" I ask while trying to look for anything else I need to get rid of.

"Yeah, man." He says in an annoying tone. "If you paid me that amount of cash to keep my fucking mouth shut.."

"Oh, so now you're not going to until I pay you?!" I scoff.

"I didn't mean it like that." He cuts me off before I can say anything else. "I just feel like you went way out of hands to keep this so quiet."

I stop in my tracks. I'm no going out of my fucking way for keeping this quiet. It just doesn't need to be brought up, no need to. I wasn't the same person back then as I am now, my feelings are different. Yes, I still feel like a fucking jackass but I can't get in a damn time machine and go back four fucking months!

"I gotta go." I end the call before he can even tell me anything else.

I don't want to talk to anyone else right now. My head is fucking killing me and I need a drink.

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Beth's POV

"Thank you." I hold up the muffin to Gloria as she ends the loud roaring noise from the vacuum.

She smiles widely and nods her head to say I am welcome.

"Your mother told me to mail those letters in today." She tells me.

"Letters?"

"College applications." She reminds me.

I palm myself in the forehead.