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5. Chapter 5

Harry's POV

We were almost there. The beach house is only a few blocks from here. We've just walked from the airport since it's a nice day. This is the first time I've seen Savannah look "free" since Mikey. I caught just a little glimpse of her face, but I had to turn back and look. Sometimes I'd end up staring. I start to wonder what it was about her. Every time I look at her I just feel different than I used to. It's only been the past few days that everything has changed. We turned down the road and at the end of the street sat a huge, beautiful, home. "That's it Harry." She pointed to the huge house.

"You're kidding?" I looked at her, again. This time for a different reason.

"No, that's it. Come on." She took me by the hand, and almost dragged me to the house. When we were on the property she let go of me, dropped her bag, and seemed free. She was actually happy and I loved seeing her this way. I kept smiling to myself as I watched her. I picked up her bag, for a girl she travels light. I placed everything by the door, then I looked out onto the beach. It was empty, except for someone sitting in the sand, and her shadow. I decided to walk out to her, since she didn't seem interested in the house yet. "There you are." She laid back in the sand looking up at me. "Sit. No don't. I want to go see the house. Will you help me up?" She reached her arms up for me to help her. I pulled her up, and she fell into me. "Sorry." She was immediately repeating over again.

"I think I can handle it." Actually best thing that's happened yet.

"The key is in my bag. This might take a minute." I walk up to the door and open it.

"I took it out as soon as you put it in because I knew this would be the situation." She walked up and jerked the key out of my hand.

"Thank you." She said as she opened the door. We stepped into the house, one after the other. "Look at this place. I haven't seen it in years, but I never remember it looking this beautiful." I let the bags fall off my shoulders. I'm sure my jaw was on the ground, I had never seen anything like it. She grabbed my arm and started pulling me up the stairs. "The second floor is even more beautiful." She walked into the three guest bedrooms, checking all the bathrooms, leaving me at the door speechless at each one.

"Is there more?" I should've just turned around and looked for myself. She pointed behind me at a second flight of stairs. I must have not been paying attention when we came up because they are right next to where the first flight ended.

"It's the last floor, if I'm remembering correctly. Come on." She ran up the stairs, I followed slowly. There was one door when we reached the top, but she didn't open it right away. "I'll let you open it." She backed up letting me stand right in front of the door. I put my hand on the handle an turned, then slowly creaked open the door. "They must have remodeled this place. I would've remembered this room for sure..." She started to talk as she shoved past me into the room. I stopped listening to her though, so I could focus on this place on the memories, but I got nothing. "Harry? Harry?" I opened my eyes, I was still amazed by the fact we get to stay here, and more amazed that her grandparents actually own this place. "Hey, come check out this bathroom." She called from me across the room. I was still standing in the doorway of the bedroom.

"Two doors for a bathroom? Why is that necessary?" I walked through the opposite door and met her halfway through.

"You never know Harry. It may just save your life one day." She walked past me, and left through my door. I hope she meant in general, not necessarily my life. I turned around, not even finishing my tour of the bathroom, and left through my door too. "This place is amazing. I'm going to call my grandparents and thank them. I'll be right back." She left the room hoping I wouldn't be able to hear her, but not knowing I could.

"Loud mouth." I whispered to myself. I shook my head with a smile on my face, then I saw the huge bed. I kept telling myself to nap on the plane, this bed though will give me the best sleep I've had in a decade. I walk over and plop down, I don't even care if pillows are falling on the floor. I must've got half asleep at least, I didn't hear the door open.

"What do you think you're doing?" I sat straight up to her yelling at me though.

"Uhm what?" I managed to get out before I yawned.

"This room here is mine. What are you doing sleeping on my bed?" She sat down next to me. My eyes popped open, I hadn't even realized they were shut.

"Can't we share this one? I think it's bush enough for the both of us..." I didn't need to beg this time. She knew I was right, and plus I don't think she wanted to be alone.

"Ok. You win this time." She smiled and my heart started to beat a little faster. I looked away hoping it would help, but the more I thought about it, about her, the faster my heart beat got. I didn't look at her and feel the same anymore, something was different. I just didn't know what that something was yet. "Harry are you ok?"

"I'm good. Great actually. Why don't we go back downstairs?" I got up and walked away without looking back, or even waiting on her. Maybe I just needed some air, maybe some food. I just need the feeling to stop.

"Harry you aren't ok. I can tell..." I could hear her following a few steps behind me. "What's wrong?" She grabbed my arm and spun me around as we made it to bottom of the stairs.

"I don't know." I threw my hands out, then let them fall to my side again. I went over an collapsed on the velvet red couch.

"What do you mean you don't know?" She sounded a little annoyed. I lifted my head out of the couch to see her sitting in front of me.

"I mean I don't know. I don't know what's going on with me. I can't be sick, I don't go anywhere. There are no real 'signs and symptoms', but it's driving me crazy." I stood up as I was talking and started to pace.

"Why don't you come sit?" She leads me to the couch. "Lie down now." After taking my boots off she props my feet up with some of the pillows, puts my head back gently on the only one left, and as she's looking into my eyes I start to feel it coming in stronger than ever before.

"Where is this all going?" I asked, trying to look away without seeming rude.

"Shh." She put her finger to my lips. I couldn't help but look back then. She smiled down at me, that's a first. I shook my head a little, this was a little ridiculous.

"Don't we-" She pushed her finger in a little harder.

"Close your eyes." I did as she commanded. I felt her presence leave. I wanted to go to sleep so bad, but I wasn't going to leave her alone. "Ok you can get up. There is no food, we have to go shopping." She was at my side lending a hand.

"What was all that for?" I took her hand and stood up.

"I have no idea. I thought maybe it would relax you. I was trying my hardest not to laugh." She giggled a little.

"Oh ok. Well you know what? Now thar I think about it, it kinda did..." I opened the door for her, then shut it behind us.

"Thank you. For the door, and lying."

"I wasn't lying, but it's not like you'll ever believe me. So, where are we headed doctor?" She giggled again and shrugged her shoulders.

"I have not a clue where to go. Let's go to the top of the street at least and see what there is?" She pointed to a hill. I guess I didn't notice it because it was more fun to run down.

"Why don't we just call a taxi?" I glanced up at the hill again. 'Did it just get bigger?' I thought to myself.

"No that's no fun." She tried to pull me with her, but this time I wasn't moving.

"Why do you know about fun? You're a doctor remember?" I gave her a smirk. There would be lots of those, and she knew that. "I'm the navigator. I say we're lost, so we call a taxi." I took out my phone. "What's the number for a taxi?" She smirked back at me.

"Looks like we're doing it my way." I looked at the hill. 'Yep definitely got bigger.' I gulped and looked over at her. She was standing with her arms crossed waiting for my answer.

"Fine, let's get this over with." I walked past her and started walking up the street. When we got to the hill she was already dragging me. "Will you carry me?" I wasn't joking this time.

"What? Harry are you crazy?" It was probably taking all her strength to drag me up the hill.

"A little. Maybe. Why do you ask?" She let go of my arm and we both fell on the ground.

"Don't worry about it." She laid next to me out of breath on the sidewalk.

"Do you two need some help?" A voice came from next to us.

"Yes!" I sat up. "We need to get to the nearest air-conditioner." I say so seriously, the man looked like he was going to drive off. Savannah slapped my arm, but was laughing quietly.

"Get in." The man points to the back seat." Then rolls up his window.

"What if he wants to kill us?" She says as I got off the ground. I tried to wipe my palms off, they were soaked in sweat, but I think it only made it worse seeing my clothes were also soaked in sweat.

"He isn't going to kill us." I helped her off the ground, but watching the man.

"How do you know that?" She looked at him too.

"Just come on. Or would you rather carry me up the hill, because I'm not walking up that thing?" I pointed up the hill. She gave in and followed me to the car. I opened the door and let her in first, then I got in.

"Thank you for the ride." She said as she fixed her shirt, which was also covered in sweat.

"No problem love." I caught sight of blue eyes in the mirror, and I could tell he had blonde hair. "It's kinda my job." An Irish accent, so he wasn't from here either. Why would he want a job here, driving people?

"Why did you move here?" I asked. "I can tell you aren't from here from you're accent." I looked out the window hoping to not make eye contact.

"I needed to get away from home. It's a long story. May I ask why you are here?" He was trying to make eye contact with me now. We turned left from the end of the street. I saw nowhere we could go though.

"This is all for her. It's the same as you." I looked at Savannah, with a small smile, then I looked back out my window.

"How long have you two been here?" He made a right, then things started coming into view.

"Not even an hour. You're the first person we've met, and we haven't even really met. I'm Savannah, and this is Harry." She stuck her hand out, and he stuck his back and shook it.

"I'm Niall. Niall Horan." He put his hand back on the wheel which made me feel more comfortable, he couldn't be any older than seventeen or eighteen.

"It was very nice meeting you Niall." Savannah was looking out the window for somewhere to stop. "But I think I found our stop." He looked over, saw the big building, and knew exactly where we needed to go without her saying another word.

"Thank you again Niall. I hope we get to see each other again some day." She shook his hand through his window one last time.

"I don't." He whispered. Luckily she didn't hear him, but unfortunately I did.

"You go ahead. I'll be right there. I want to ask Niall one more thing."

"Ok?" She sounded confused. I don't blame her. "Be quick please. I want to get this done before dark." She called to me as I walked away. My luck was going good today, Niall hadn't left yet. I knocked on his window and he rolled it down. To my surprise he was crying.

"Please if you want to talk get in." His Irish accent hit me, shockingly, again. He unlocked the door, and I climbed in the back. He rolled up his window and locked the doors.

"Why are you crying? And why did you whisper 'I don't'?" He wiped a tear off that was rolling down his cheek the turned around to look at me.

"I wish I could tell you. It all has to do with my job. I can't tell anyone. I'm crying because of what she said, and what I said. I would love to meet you two again, but if it were under the circumstances of my job I would never want to, ever again. It was luck I drove by and saw the two of you lying there, I will never see you again. At least I hope not. Now goodbye Harry, and be careful, and tell Savannah to be careful." He let this tear roll down his face, then it dropped onto his pants. He turned back around and unlocked the door. I could hear his sniffles getting louder, he was crying harder. I got out of the car and opened his door.

"Come here." I pulled him up into a hug. I know it wasn't the manliest thing to do, but this was the saddest thing I've ever seen. I didn't even know this boy and seeing him cry was about to make me cry. "Are you ok?" I asked as he pulled away.

"I guess. I can't get any worse." His sniffles weren't as frequent which made me feel better.

"Thanks Harry, but I've gotta go now." Niall slumps into his seat.

"Bye Niall." I shut his door. I was walking away when I heard my name. I didn't know what direction it was coming from so I looked like a complete idiot looking for someone in the parking lot.

"Harry!" Niall pulled up next to me. I chilled out a little bit, but people were still staring at me. "Protect her, but watch out for yourself too. I don't want to see either of you anytime soon." Then Niall pulled off. I started walking towards the front of this store when I saw a Starbucks right next to it. I didn't see Savannah anywhere so I headed in and got two frappes since it was so hot.

"There you are." I looked behind me. 'There YOU are.' Is what I was thinking. "Where have you been?" She grabbed one of the drinks out of my hand, luckily they were the same flavor.

"I could ask you the same question." I took a sip of mine as we stood on the sun. She was gulping hers down.

"I love this. And I've been in the store. My cart is right by the entrance with a nice employee who said they would watch it while I go find you. So let us go now." She linked our arms together and walked, very fast. No jogging, just walking.

"Thank you so much. I found him, so that's a plus." She took the buggy from the woman watching it. It was already almost full, but we were heading further into the store.

"Are you not done? And what are those?" I picked up some movies.

"Put them down." She slapped my hand then I dropped them. I rolled my eyes as I walked a little ahead.

"Oh. My. God. Turn around." I turned around, trying to push the full cart and her the other way.

"What? Why?" She wouldn't go. Oh she was so stubborn sometimes.

"Just do it ok. Trust me go." I widened my eyes, pushed on the cart harder, I was becoming hysterical. She was turning but it was too late.

"Savannah? Harry?" The familiar voice rang through my head and gave me a head ache. Savannah spun around and she looked pissed.

"Go away." She growled at her.

"I came to apologize. Please when you're done let me come over and explain everything." Andrea has some nerves continuing to talk to us.

"You'll have ten minutes." That was a lie. If Andrea came over, might as well be scheduling a sleepover.

"Oh thank you so much. I promise it's not what it seemed. I'll see you soon." With that she was gone.

"You're really going to let her come over after what she did to you?" I was getting really mad right now. "We came here to get rid of him, of her, of everything that is there. And you want to just let her come over and remind you of all the bad things that happened?" I kept getting louder, and more people were looking at us with each word I said.

"No I don't want her to remind me, but if that's what it takes to know why she did it then bring it on. I'm done. Are you done? Great! Let's go." She wiped a tear away.

"It ok." I pulled her into a hug. "Fight him. Not literally, but you know what I mean." She giggled again, then pulled away.

"I'm ready to get this over with. Let's get out of here." We went through the line and then got into Andrea's car with all our stuff. I told her the directions on the way.

"Wow the is place is beautiful." She said as we pulled up to it.

"Wait until you see the inside." Savannah replied starting to carry in bags from our day out shopping.

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