The Next Door Neighbour 3

Katie and Harry seem extremely happy until they hit a bump in their relationship. When something or should I say someone gets in the way of their love, how will they solve their issues?

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Katie's POV

(about an hour later)

I sat on the sofa facing Harry, our legs tangled together whilst we ate our lunch which consisted off cheese sandwiches. He stopped eating, staring at me. I knew he was now going to say something really deep and meaningful, he often did this. The stare was just to warn me it was coming.

"Do you ever wish we could just be ourselves?" He asked. 

There it was. The random questions he always comes up with, that make me question life or have to think about an answer really hard. 

"In what way?" I replied.

"Just in general," He shrugged. 

He paused, to take a bite of his sandwich.

"All this pretending and hiding our true selves, it's bullshit," He continued.

"Maybe, it's for the best," I suggested.

"Maybe, it's because Paul's a dick," He answered.

There was a brief moment of silence.

"We are getting a new manager in May," He said.

He didn't smile, or look sad. Whilst in his 'deep thought moments' his expressions were often hard to read.

"Is that a good thing?" I asked.

He shrugged. "I guess," 

"I mean, Paul's a good guy and I know I always talk shit about him, but he has been there for us and he has done his job and been a good manager." 

"But.." I said, knowing there was more.

"I used to think that yes he may be paid to 'look after us', but I used to think he actually cared about us. I used to treat him as though he was my Uncle or something. I actually thought he did everything because he cared. But then that morning when he came to my flat and was so blunt and impolite and just told us, that just like that we were expected to break up for the band's sake, it became apparent to me. He didn't care about us. The reason we had to break up was so the band would get paid more. He didn't really care about my feelings, about anyone's feelings. If he had the option to get paid more, he was going to take it," 

He stopped for a moment.

"And he did," He sighed.

I stayed quiet as I just took in everything he had said. I felt bad. Guilty. This was partially all my fault. This was all my fault. I felt responsible, Harry had been put though this because of me.  Because I fell for him.

We stayed quiet for a few minutes, just taking in the silence around us as our eyes stayed interlocked.

"But I guess this new guy will be better," He said after a while. "Hopefully he won't be a dick," 

Then his lips were on mine. Kissing me passionatley as my hands cupped his face. The sensation I felt when we kissed was indescribable, there were no fireworks. Just passion and love. It felt like the kiss went on forever, but it was cut short with Gemma trying to get our attention by coughing.

"Ah hem," She 'coughed'.

Harry and I broke apart as we book looked at her.

"We like to kept it PG in the living room," She told us.

Harry smiled at me as I giggled, when Gemma walked into the kitchen. 

"That was awkward," I laughed.

"Could have been worst?" He smirked.

"We wouldn't have gone that far," I told him, he shrugged as if to disagree "Not in the living room of your family home,"  

"Then we better switch rooms," He smirked.


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