-Claire's POV-
"No, she's not. You are" Harry says.
He's, obviouslly, trying to play with my mind.
"Scratch that. You're more than great. You're-"
I cut him off agian.
"Don't try and hypnotise me. What about Taylor, Harry?" I state.
"Management." He only says.
-Harry's POV-
"Management." Is all I say.
"What about them?" She questions me.
I wish she would just know how I felt so I could just call her mine already.
"They force me to be with Taylor for higher ratings. It's not even up to me anymore. I feel like they control my life."
This causes her to frown.
"Oh. I'm sorry for being so harsh on you, then. You just hurt me a lot." She says in a pained voice.
"I know, Claire. I'm so sorry. It hurt me a lot as well." I say, taking her hand.
She doesn't make me let go, either though.
We just sit there and stare into eachother's eyes.
-Claire's POV-
"It hurt me a lot as well."
These words were the truth. I can tell.
He holds my hand, and I enjoy it.
I enjoy being with him again. Even if he is with Taylor.
I honestly can say, I still love him and he still loves me.
If he is going to be here for three weeks, I am going to use them well. I'm not going to loose him again.
Not this time.
"Harry?" I ask.
"Yes?" He responds.
"Can I be honest?" I ask again.
"Of course." He says.
"You know how you said you loved me?"
"Yes?"
"Did you really mean that?" I am afraid to hear what he says.
"Yes, 100% of it." He answers.
"Well....." I can't say this.
"What, Love?" He looks confused.
"I don't know." I whispered.
And, with that, I feel him take my face into his hands and his lips brush onto mine.