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Save You Tonight


“Alright are you finally ready Aubs?” Harry jokes as I walk out of the bathroom.

“I would have been done quicker if you didn’t interrupt my shower” I tease back as I finish getting ready.

“Don’t act like you didn’t enjoy that” He winks and I blush remembering the events that occurred in the shower earlier. I’m glad Harry has lightened up now so we can have a nice day in London.

“Well I’m ready, let’s go!” I say and we head to the car and begin the drive.

After seeing the London Bridge and many other places around the city, we went to the London Eye, which was my favorite part of the whole day. This city is the prettiest place I have ever been, and I know why Harry loves it so much. We decide to grab a late lunch at a nice little restaurant before I force Harry to take me shopping. Come on, London has great shopping and I’m an eighteen year old girl, of course I will force him to take me!



“There is no way you are going to be able to fit all that in your suitcase” Harry laughs as he looks down at all my bags.

“Yes it will!”

“We’ll see about that”

“You just wait! Okay I need to go to a store... but you can’t come” I smile.

“Why?”

“I can’t tell you” I say and he looks at me like he doesn’t think it's a good idea, but I give him the pouted lip and see him giving in any second.

“Fine! I need to go somewhere anyway” He says and kisses me after telling me not to talk to strangers, only go to the one store and call him right when I’m done. He can be quite protective sometimes, but it’s very sweet.

We finally part ways and I make my way to the music shop that I mapped out before we got here. I decided to get Harry a new guitar for one of his Christmas presents because he said the one he has at home was old and he wanted to get a new one anyway. I really hope he likes it, because he hasn't played anything for me since the first time he sang to me. He was actually really good and I wish he did it more!

I picked up the instrument and brought it back to Harry’s car so he wouldn't see it when we met up again. I called him and he met me back at the car before heading back to his gran’s house.



“So did you have fun today?” He asks after he sets all of my bags on the floor of the bedroom and we both fall back on the bed, exhausted from all the walking today.

“Yes I did, you are quite the tour guide!”

“Good” He smiles and kisses my cheek.

We end up turning on a movie and relaxing seeing that its already ten at night. I find myself
drifting to a much needed slumber half way through the movie when Harry starts saying something.

“Aubrey I want to tell you about my grandpa” I think I hear him say, and conclude I’m right when he sits up and runs his hands through his hair, a gesture he performs when he's nervous or uncomfortable. I follow his actions and sit up to turn and face him, taking his hands into mine when I see he’s battling with his mind whether or not to really tell me the truth.

“It’s okay Harry, you can tell me anything” I comfort him.

“I know it’s just…” He lets out a sigh.

“If you don’t want to talk about it now, we don’t have to” I say, but I really want to know. It hurts me to see him like this, but I need him to tell me. I don’t want any secrets between us.

“No, I want to…. I need to” He finally says and looks up at me but quickly breaks the contact. I can already see the hurt in his eyes, and it makes my heart break. “It was two years ago when I came here for spring break of sophomore year in high school. My grandpa took me to a football game at Wembley, and he said I could drive home because just a few months earlier I had gotten my license.” I see his eyes turn glossy, and I have feeling I know where this is going. My stomach turns with the thoughts going through my head.

“So we almost made it home when some jack ass stopped in front of us and I rear ended him. And then… Then another car hit us because we stopped so fast” He says and the tears spill from his now darkened eyes. I hadn't noticed that I was crying before I instinctively wiped the tear from my cheek.

“I should be dead, not him” His voice is full of anger and frustration.

“Harry, it’s not your fault..”

“Try telling that to my parents! Yeah, you know how I told you they just didn't want a kid? Well they did, just not after that. They blamed me for it and still hold it against me today” He is now completely sobbing. He is angry and I just want to comfort him, but I don’t know how. This is terrible.

“Harry! How could they say that? It’s not your fault!” I try to force out. How could his parents blame him? How could they make Harry feel terrible about himself for something that he didn't do.

“Well even if that’s true, he’s dead. Gone forever” He buries his face in his hands and I move closer to rub his back, hoping he can calm down. Now I feel horrible for asking. This is a lot more than I expected.

“But you still have your gran and all of your friends”

“We were just so close…”

“I’m sorry Harry, I really am, but you can’t blame yourself. It wasn't your fault!” I use my hand to force his chin up so he’s looking at me.

“I know but I can blame myself for how I treated my gran that summer” He looks back down at his hands.

“She forgives you Harry, please stop beating yourself up over this. Yes, how you handled it wasn't the best way, but you changed, and that's all that matters. I know gran forgives you, she told me. She loves you so much”

I know he must still hate himself for all of this. I've never seen him so vulnerable than in this moment. I want to make this better for him but I don’t think I can. He still carries this around on his mind every day I’m sure.

“God you probably hate me now too, I’m sorry I lied to you and didn't tell you. I just couldn't bring myself to do it.”

“Harry, I don’t hate you, and I understand why you didn't tell me.” Before we had this conversation I wanted to be angry with him for not telling me any of this, but there’s no way I could be now that he’s explained. It’s something so personal and tragic that I am thankful he even told me. I know it was in his past, and I can’t be angry about it. I just wish that I could make the pain go away for him.

“Let’s get some sleep, tomorrow’s Christmas Eve and we need our rest!” I say and see a small smile appear on his face. “I love you so much Harry” I give him a quick peck on the lips and slide down under the blankets again.

As I close my eyes, my body is pulled against Harry’s and I feel his hands wrap around my torso.

“Thank you for listening to me and understanding Aubs, I love you more than I can describe.” He says, followed by a kiss to my cheek.



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