"Hey.." i say, picking up the unknown number.
"Hello, i need to talk to you."
"Harry?" i ask, surprised by his call, i was sure he hated me now.
"Yeah...I just wanted to say....I don't blame you, and i still lov-"
"Don't. Harry, we can't say those words anymore. We had our last time to say those words."

Silence.

I can only hear muffled cries. His and mine.

"We had some good memories but that's just it. Harry, they are memories, now is now, and the past is gone." i take in a deep breathe, "You gave me the greatest memories of my life. Th-thank you." i choke on a cry.

"But I need y-"
"No."

"Harry, you don't need me, you want our memories."

We sit in silence and i think back o all the good memories, but the best our when we said 'i love you'


"Harry...maybe we can have one last moment of weakness..." i suggest.

"I love you."
"I love you."

And that was it. I talked to al the boys, in fact, i talked to Harry everyday.

He always said he missed me.

The truth was i missed him too.