A/N So my social status update is I'm still a single pringle, who's obsessed with reading and having tv marathons in her bed as she drools over hot celebrities. I finally read Divergent and watched the movie, which was freaking amazing! Tobias is legit goals, and Tris is apparently an older version of me (according to my mom...), I took it as a big compliment, saying that 'that was the nicest thing she's ever said to me. Lmfao
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"Oh, cool..." I shrugged it off as I smirked.
"Not as cool as the time she scared the crap out of me with a water gun." Harry added in as Robbie and Franky both said, "Was it the realistic looking one?"
"Yup." replied Harry as they both nodded their heads.
"Cousin Franky why can't we watch the Duff in your room?" asked my little cousin Jeremy as Bo stood innocently next to him. They are both known as the angels of the family, but they are far from it. They are identical twins with black hair and piercing grey eyes, and they loved causing trouble. Although they can be evil, they were also the type of people who you couldn't stay mad at all the time.
"C'mon Franky they're fifteen, basically just one year younger than you. They can watch it." I explained as I shrugged my shoulders and took a sip of my freshly brewed hot chocolate. Franky then rolled her eyes and huffed as she said, "Fine...
"But just so you know they talk a lot about sex in there." she finished as she pointed at the twins and led them to her room.
"They seem like the mischievous type." says Regina as I nod my head and say, "You have no idea."
"So how long have you and Harry been together?" she asked out of curiosity.
"Um quite some time. Though I just feel like were going downhill." I explain not really mentioning that were not together anymore.
"Well you too make a lovely pair and I hope you stick together." she says with a smile as she takes a bite of her cookie.
My eyes look toward Harry as I watch him laugh and make jokes with Robbie. He was smiling so brightly, where his dimples would sink into his cheeks and perfectly white teeth would show. I felt my heart skip a beat and felt my hands get all warm.
"I hope so too..." I whisper to myself as I look down at my mug.
Thanksgiving was finally over (luckily no fighting or awkward moments occurred). I was now preparing to head back to the campus, but unfortunately I had to give Harry a ride as well. He apparently took the subway and two metro buses to get to my apartment complex for the holidays.
If I told you how this story ends,
Would you change a step you take?
And if I could relive all of my days,
I'd live them all the same.
'Cause I'm scared, of all that I don't know,
'Cause I want it all but all of it ain't gold.
And im scared, but I know it's not for long
'Cause I'm learning what I shouldve long before.
My iTunes was blasting one of my favorite songs Circles by the Eden Project. I was humming along to the song as I packed my clothes into my small green duffel bag. I honestly wasn't even trying with the folding of my clothes. I just grabbed a piece of clothing from the floor, chair, desk, and bedside, and just tossed it into my bag as I danced slowly to the beat of the song.
"Killer moves, wildcat." said a voice as I gasped and turned around. Leaning on my bedroom door frame was Harry. He had his arms crossed against his chest, and a small smirk plastered on his face with a dimple.
I let out a deep breath that I didn't even know I was holding and soon gave him a glare as I said, "You scared me. Also I hate High School Musical..."
"What?" He asks a little shocked. I grab a black lacy bra off my lamp and sling shot it into my bag, making a perfect shot.
"Why so shocked? That movie is annoying..." I say with an eye roll. He then shrugs his shoulders and says, "It's just unusual that someone who loves music so much, hates a musicals."
"I don't hate all musicals, just that one." I state as I realize how he twisted my words.
"Oh really? Name some you like." He questions.
"Let's see... Les Miserables, Sweeney Todd-"
"But those are all depressing."
"They're twisted, wicked and I like that."
"Like your words and timing." He states as I drop my last piece of clothing, and look over at him. He was now sitting on my wooden chair in the corner as he played with a doll that I've had since I was born.
"What do you mean?" I ask as I sit on the edge of my bed.
"I'm still waiting for your response."
I choke out a laugh that sounded more like a cry. I felt my eyes stinging as my heart started to beat rapidly. I then stand up, zip up my bag and walk out of the room. I wave goodbye to my mom and sister as I head out the door and over to the elevators. I click the button and the doors open quickly. As I enter and turn to face forward I see Harry running toward me with his suitcases and a worried look. I grab my shades from my bag's small pocket and put 'em on as the doors close on him, leading me to the main floor.
I smile as I walk out of the apartment building and head over to the subway stations, but am immediately upset as a hand covers my mouth and drags me to the alley nearby. The hand lets me go and I soon see Harry panting as he puts his hands on my shoulders and shouts, "What was that?"
I scoff at him and jab my finger into his shoulder as I shout back, "How dare you! How dare you, expect me to make a decision after everything that you've put me through!"
He's soon filled with guilt and releases me saying, "I'm sorry, I should've thought about you and how you'd react."
I then sigh as I look to the side. He's really trying. He's now desperate. I still love him, but I just can't do a relationship.
"Harry we can't be a couple..." I start off as his eyes fill with water.
"But that doesn't mean that I don't love you. I just need time to heal." I continue as he nods and looks away.
"I love you too." he says as I felt a hot tear escape my eye. I then grab him by the neck and give him a passionate kiss on the lips. He responds back immediately, but soon stops as we feel something wet fall on our cheeks.
I look up to see that it's raining, and that we're still in an alley.
"We're so cheesy..." says Harry as I laugh.
Time. Time is all I need, and I'll-We'll be fine.
A/N So do you all want an epilogue or nah? Also I can't wait to start the third book, which is Twitter (Niall Horan) fan fiction. So comment below if you want an epilogue or not.