Can I be fixed?

18 year old Claire Seymour is a piece of thin glass at the verge of breaking. She's had her mother taken away because of drug abuse and an absentee father that she hasn't seen since she was three. Now living in the garage of her grandparents' ranch she doesn't think that anything could ever go right for her. Then she meets a boy who's initials are H.E.S. A mysterious boy who she has been emailing and instant messaging for about a month. And when she finds out the truth...


7. Response.


Louis got up and held up a finger, as in, one minute. Then he walked over to a curtain I didn't notice at the back of  the room and He poked his head in and shouted, "Harold! Your girlfriend wants to talk to you!" As he yanked open the curtain, revealing Harry sitting on the floor, in a corner, on his phone. 

I blushed.  


Harry and I stared at each other for a while. No words being spoken, by anyone in the room. 

"Oh, for gods sake Harry. Say something to her!" Louis finally exclaimed. 

In response Harry got up. 

But he didn't walk over to me, he walked over to Louis and leaned in and whispered something in his ear. Louis nodded his head when he pulled away and he walked over to the boys, obviously relaying the message to them in a low voice. 

Then, they all got up and left, leaving me and Harry alone in the room. 

"Harry, I'm sorry. I got mad because I didn't figure it out and you didn't tell me and you're the only ray of light in my world of darkness and I acted out of anger, not what I really felt and do feel... Harry please accept my apology."

As I spoke, he walked closer to me till when I finished, I was looking up at him. 

For a while, I didn't get a response. Then I got one I didn't expect. 

He grabbed my face gently in his hands, and I expected him to say that he accepts my apology. But no, that couldn't have been enough for him. So instead... He kissed me. Softly, while I stood there, shocked at what was happening. 

When he finally pulled away, he looked me in the eyes with his startling green ones and said four simple wods. 

"I accept your apology." 

I was so happy I stood up on my toes and kissed him quickly. 

"Would you come with me, and like stand or sit just off stage?" He asked. 

"Yes, I would love to." 

He took my hand and pulled me out the door where the other boys were all standing leaning against the wall, acting like they hadn't listened in on the conversation. 

They stared at us, then our hands, then back at us. 

"Well? Don't you have a concert to perform?" I asked them.

They nodded and made their way over to the stage and Harry pulled me along after him. 

When we reached the stage we waited till their cue and Harry pecked me on the cheek before walking on stage. 

I sat on a stool and watched them perform, singing along to songs I knew and when harry would come to get a drink of water, I would kiss his cheek and wish him good luck. 

Maybe I could finally be happy.

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