The start of a new beginning (Sequal to 'If you're reading this, you're too late')

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  • Published: 12 Feb 2013
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They see each other for the first time in years. He has a child, she is married. He is depressed, she is the happiest person in the world. He falls in love, she already loves. He wants her back, does she want him? Read to find out.


15. Photo album

*Sophie's POV*

I finally had all of my things to move back in with Harry. I hope what we did the other night doesn't make anything awkward. I don't think it will, we love each other. We piled all of my stuff into my car and we both drove to the house. When we got there I decided we needed a total clean out. Our closet was a mess and so was our room.

"I think it should be a cleaning day." I say smiling.

"Yeah, it is pretty messy in here isn't it?"

"Sure is."

"Cleaning day it is."


Finally we got the room clean, now we just had to do the closet. I opened it up and started pulling things off the floor out. Then I started taking things off the top shelf. I keep throwing things to the floor until I come across something. A book, it says Sophie and Louis on it.

*Harry's POV*

I was cleaning up the rest of the night stands when Sophie asked me what she was holding. It was the phote album of her and Louis.

"It is a photo album of you and Louis."


"Do you really want to look in it." I say as she thinks about it.

It is silent for a minnute, until she makes up her mind. "No, just get it out of here."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. I am sure."

"Ok." I put it under my bed. I was going to give it to Louis later. So he had something to remember her by.


We layed down to go to sleep and I got comfortable. What I didn't know was that I had forgotten about the photo album.

*Sophie's POV*

I kind of did want to see in it. I watched him put it under the bed. We layed down for bed and I waited until he fell asleep then I couldn't take it anymore. I quietly moved Harry's arm from around my waist and got up. I walked over to his side of the bed and grabbed the book. I sat on the floor at the end of the bed with my back up against it. I thought about it for a moment more before opening the book. The first few were of just me and I looked really happy. Then there were some of the boy from my flashback, now I knew who that was. I flipped through pages until I found one page. It was a picture of me and Louis at a party holding both of our outside hands up and raising our solo cups. We were smiling and looked so happy. Then the next one was pretty much the same except now we were looking into each others eyes, we looked so in love. Like we could see each others souls. I just loved the way he staired at me in the photo. Then I flipped the page and found one about the same except...we were kissing. It made me smile, even with knowing what he did to me. I started crying.

I started to have a flashback. I walked into this house and I was looking for someone. Then I walked upstairs and into my room, there sat Louis on the end of my bed with the same photo album. Again, I couldn't hear anything. I walked up to him and sat on the bed. He was crying. We started talking and then he kissed me. From what I could see, I didn't pull away. Then the flashback ended.

I put the book back and went back to bed. I fell asleep crying. I remember big things now.

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