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i don't really know how to describe this book, just kinda read it and find out.


10. Jarom

Mary's P.O.V

"What kind did you want again?" I shouted into the other room.


Jarom sat on the couch playing his videogames, like he did always.

"Turkey." He yelled, eyes still glued to the T.V screen.


Walking back into the other room to make him his sandwich, my phone rang.

I picked up the phone to notice it was a number that's never called me before. Hesitantly, i answered the call.


"H-Hello?" I mumbled

"Mary, i'm sorry to wake you."

"Harry? What are you talking about? Its 4 P.M here."

"Oh, its one in the morning here so-"

"Harry, why couldn't you just call me on your cell phone?"

"I-I don't know whats going on."


"What are you doing?" Jarom said walking in and grabbing the phone from me

"Mary?" Harry said unsure.

"Who is this?" Jarom asked "Harry who?"

a couple silent seconds went by before jarom yelled into the phone "Listen 'Harry' If you call Mary again you won't be able to call anyone again do you got that?"

"Jarom stop it!" i screamed trying to get the phone from him.

"Go make my sandwich." He demanded.

I nodded my head and left the room to hear my phone smashed onto the tile floor below.


Harry's P.O.V

"Who is this?" Jarom asked 

"Harry." I replied.

"Harry who?" He responded.

"It doesn't matter, what matters is the conversation i was having before you rudely interrupted us, so if you could kindly-"

"Listen 'Harry" Jarom sassed, "f you call Mary again you won't be able to call anyone again do you got that?"


Before i could respond, i heard shouting, and then the payphone ended my call for me.

Frustrated, I slammed the phone onto the stand and buried my face into the palms of my hands.


"We should probably get going, all of the boys aren't feeling well." Louis said standing behind me.

"Somethings wrong." i responded

Louis whined "We can discuss this at the hotel lets just go."

"Louis! there is a problem!" i shouted grabbing him by the shoulders and shaking him wildly.

"Harry," Louis said "Its only been a week. She was doing okay before you met her, what makes it so different?"


I wanted to tell him. I wanted to tell him everything i've learned about her, about how her boyfriend is abusive and someone killed her father and how everyday she walks through hell with a smile on her face.


but i couldn't


Because i'm a good friend


"Your right" I released my grip.

he shrugged it off "Lets just go before you get any crazy ideas."








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