This is Love || h.s.

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12. Chapter 12


"I'll be right back. Don't move, I'll get lost trying to find you." I smiled at her as I walked away. "Don't move."

"Don't worry Harry." She reassured me, but I still didn't trust her.

I turned the corner, loosing sight of her. I'm sure she was running off to somewhere else now.

As I turned another corner towards the bathrooms, I bumped into someone. Well, rather they bumped into me.

"Watch where- Harry?" Her colorful hair flowed behind her. I couldn't believe it.

"Gemma? Wh... what are you doing here?" She ignored me, just hugged me. I hugged back. Honestly, I think I was about to cry.

When she let go, she looked at me strange. "What exactly are you doing here?"

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." I looked down, avoiding eye contact. Of course she would.

"I don't believe that for a minute. Why don't I meet up with you later and we can talk? I see you're kind of busy." She looked toward the bathroom with a smile.

"Yeah. That would be great."

"Okay. I'll see you later Haz." She waved, walking away with the friend she was with.


"You actually did something I asked for once." I said as I walked up to her.

"I didn't want to be lost either." She smiled. "I saw Gemma."

"Where did she go?" I was disappointed to not see her. I missed her, but I understood. It was late.

"She told me she needed to get home. It was late, and she had something really important to do in the morning. But she said he will call you, and she loves you very much. She also wanted me to give you this." I was waiting for her to hand me something. She leaned in and kissed my cheek.

I thought about going in for a real kiss; then I stopped myself. It could ruin the whole night. This one I couldn't say was an accident either. I shook the thought out of my mind. "I think we need to get going as well."


It was hotter then usual; so, I wore sweats and I couldn't bear the thought of wearing a shirt.

"What time is it?" She walked over with her hair in a messy bun.

"One... Thirty... Seven."

"Jesus. You know, I'm still not tired." After that she yawned.

"Sure." I rolled my eyes with a little smirk.

I looked over and noticed a familiar logo. "Isn't that my t-shirt?"

"It was." Se smiled down at the shirt.

I turned back toward the wall and smiled to myself. She can keep it, as long as she wears it everyday.

I rolled onto my back. This bed was amazing, but sleeping on a rock would be less torture than being in love.

"Harry? Do you understand why I can't find a nice guy? I mean... No respect, they never stick around, none of them have actually cared." She continued on, but I tried to zone it out. If I didn't, I would say something I would regret.

She slid up next to me so I wrapped my arm around her. I noticed her voice was starting to trail off. voice trailed off; I thought it was because she didn't want to cry, again.

Don't say anything Harry. My inner battle was won, here it comes.

"I have never, and will never, hurt you. So, yeah... I guess there's me. I love you. I don't mean a friendly love. I mean I love you. I am genuinely, so totally in love with you."

She didn't reply and I began to panic. I realized she hadn't moved any though. Are you- I looked down to check. Her breathing had slowed, how I didn't notice, I don't know; she really looked at peace for the first time since all this went down.

I rest my head on hers, all I could think was

Thank goodness. You don't need to know any of that stuff right now anyways. Maybe ever.

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