Pursuit of Happiness

you are the boy who wanders into hearts without knocking or wiping your feet. i am the girl who says goodbye but never really lets go. we are the aimless. the hopeless. the broken. the lost. (Description On First Page)


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"after a certain point

a heart with so many stress fractures

can not be anything

but broken."

( jodi picoult )


The way he looked at me couldn't even be described by words.





I took one last glance at him before getting up and walking out of the bathroom.

Walking into the kitchen I looked into the fridge only to find a jar of mayonnaise.

I quickly grabbed my coat and shoes and headed out the door.

"What are you doing?"

I turned around and saw harry standing on the steps down to the door.

"There's no food in the fridge."

"I'll get it. You need to stay here."

"Harry. I'm perfectly capable to go down the street to get groceries."

"Actually you're not. Doctors orders were to stay home." He said with a smile knowing he won.

Reluctantly I grumbled up the stairs threw my shoes and laid on the couch.

"I'll be back in half an hour. If you need anything -- please call."

"I'm fine."

"You just barely said you weren't fine Burgon. Please, please call."

Embarrassed and a bit annoyed a just nodded my head avoiding eye contact.

He looked at me cautiously before heading out the door.

It's almost embarrassing how he needs to worry about me while he's just going to get groceries.

Harry's POV


You can't even imagine how much it hurts to see her like this.

She acts as if I treat her like a child.

I can't help it if I worry about her.

I can't help it if I care about her.

Quickly walking to the store I make it there in about five minutes. Burgon lives in the middle of London, around all the shops and stores. I'm actually quite jealous.

I walked in the store and looked around not really knowing what to buy. Burgon didn't specify to me.

I grabbed a cart and walked around just grabbing anything that seems like it could be used.

Paying fast I grabbed all the bags and started my trip back to Burgon's.

I walked up the stairs to the door only to find the door locked.

Knocking, "Burgon, will you open the door?"

No answer.


Getting a bit frantic I kicked it harder making a louder sound.


The image of her last time this happened invaded my mind.

I dropped the groceries and tried jiggling the doorknob.

Just then Burgon opened the door.

Breathlessly I asked,

"What took you so long?"

"I.. I fell asleep Harry."

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