~Candi’s POV~


Right as I click my water off for my shower, a light knock sounds at the door.

What could Niall possibly want now? Its only been what? 10 minutes?

“Yee?”

“Can we talk?”

You have to be shitting me. Is my mind playing games with me?

“Harry? ” I ask while grabbing the blue towel hanging on the rack, drying my body, then wrapping it around my hair.

“No. Its fucking Obama.”

Of course he would play jokes right now. When i'm naked.

“Well hey Mr. President. May I fucking help you?” I ask with sarcasm laced in my words. I grab my clothes I have sat out on my table top, and pull them on quickly. Even though there is a locked door in between us, I still feel exposed.

“Yes actually. I think me and you should have a little conference about your poor choice of wording.”

“Like your mouth is any better.” I fire back while pulling on my panties and bra, followed by a black tank top, with these green tinkerbell shorts that ever so kindly show off my legs. Niall and I are going on a walk today, and based on the sunrise, it’s supposed to be hot.

“Toushay.”

“Okay..” Why is he still here, and why am I still talking with him?

“No, but really. Can we talk?” Hm. A talk with Harry? I dont think so. I doubt we could get along right now.

“Not right this second Harry. If you can't tell, I just got out of the shower.”

“Noooo.. really? I thought you just came back from Santas workshop.” I truly don't care for all his annoying comments right now. This morning was going well before he intruded.

I splash water on my face, and grab my neutrogena shit so i don't get pimples. So far, so good.

I “lather” it on so it says, then grab my toothbrush to start brushing away.

“Please Harry. Im trying to get ready.” I plead, but knowing him after this past week, I already know he wont budge. I coat my toothbrush with toothpaste, and stick it in my mouth so I have a reason not to speak.

“Fine. Ill just wait for you.” i hear the sound of my bed sinking in, and i groan loudly without even realizing it.

“Jeesh. Im not THAT annoying like you.” I swear if he makes another remark, im going too…

“WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!” I hear him yell from my closet. My heart starts beating rapidly for I fear he found something either personal, or my undergarments. That would be awkward, and humiliating.

I open the door quick, only for him to be holding nothing, with a smug grin on his face. But once he see’s me, he literally screams.

“WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO YOU. ARE YOU A FUCKING MONSTER OR WHAT THE HELL?!” I break out into a fit of laughter, and nearly gag on the toothpaste in my mouth. I run back into the bathroom, spitting the gross shit out of my mouth, and wash the face stuff off of my face before I scare Harry any further.

I return to my bedroom, and Harry sits in a ball with the most cheesy horrified expression on his face. That alone, sets off a laughing bomb in me, and i literally cannot stop laughing. After I fall to the ground from laughing so hard, Harry starts up with a fit of laughter also. It feels great to laugh with someone. It seems as though I haven't had a real laugh like this in ages.

“I swear to fucking god I thought you were either an alien, or a zombie. I was about to freak the fuck out.” He chuckles. After a minute or so has passed, our laughter has turned down, and Harrys face holds a serious expression.

Oh great. “A talk”.

“So Candi, I have a serious question.” Harry? Serious? I've only seen him angry, depressed, ballistic, or semi-cheerful. Never really.. this serious.

“Uhm.. Have you by chance.. noticed Audreys behavior? She has been.. acting kinda strange since we got back. Is it just me.. or uh..” He looks away not completely finishing his sentence.

“Yes actually. I have” I say to escape him from his “oh-so-embarrassing” observation.

“Sorry I came to you about this. I just figured since you're like.. her best friend..” why is he so shy all of a sudden? I have never seen a shy or embarrassed Harry either, other than when he was upset the other day. I still wonder what that was about.

“Harry, I understand. Why are you so nervous about this?” I ask trying not to pull a grin. I already know the answer, I just want him to say it.

“Its just.. I love her. I’ve never loved anyone as much as I love her.” His eyes sparkle at the mention of her, and I am slightly relieved to know he truly doesn't feel anything for me other than maybe a.. friendship?

Nah. Thats a little over-board.

“Harry, if yo- whoa whoa whoa, Wait a second. As much? You have been in love before?” The sparkle in his eyes fade to gray, and the color is drained from his face. He looks sad, but recovers quickly.

What was that about?

“Only once, but that doesnt matter. That was in the past. Can we go to back to Audrey please?” He looks up at me with pleading eyes, and it is obvious that he is hurting inside, so I wont push him on the subject any further. He will tell someone eventually.

I really hope that person is Audrey. They should share more.

“Okay. But if you ever need someone to talk too, you can talk to me. Not trying to be weird, but I do care about you, Harry. I discovered that this last week. I care about you as a friend, and that is exactly what you and I both need. Someone to talk to if our relationships go wrong.” I give him a reassuring smile, and he smiles back but more on the “Okay this is too caring for me please shut up” smile.

“I guess I care about you, but lets stop being sappy. I dont want to become a girl that shares all my problems with you.” He chuckles at the end, and so do I.

This is exactly what we need.

A friendship.

“Also, if you ever feel like something is going on with Audrey, or you, mention it to Audrey so she knows, and so that she doesn't feel like you're hiding things from her.” I hope my pep talk can smack some sense into the boy, but he doesn't seem to phased by the information.

“Sure. I guess I can do that.” His voice doesn't hold much courage, and I don’t expect him talking about his feeling anytime soon. I am very surprised that he is talking to me about this. Stunned actually.

“You guess on a lot of stuff.” I smirk.

“Oh, shut up.” He stands to his feet and I stand to mine.

“I hope you know, I will not be giving you a hug. I hate those things unless they're with Audrey.” I didn't want a hug either, so win-win.

“Whatever you little fucker.” I say messing his hair up just to be a bitch, and because i know he hates messy hair more that anything.

“Race ya to breakfast.” I squeak and dash down the stairs as fast as my feet can move.

Notes

so my fucking laptop died after i updated, so now i have to write the notes with my ipod, but thats fine i guess.

so as i was typing before my compuer rudely died on me, im happy guys! im not as depressed anymore. It me almost two months to recover, and im done with being depressed. you only get to live your life once, why would I want to live it deoressed?

I dropped cutting, and ive been clean for two months now and i am actualy really proud of myself. I didnt think i could do it, but i did, and im not going to backtrack.

I also apologize for puting this book on hold, i just had too so it was a depressed fuxked up book. Im going to start updating every Sundays, and whenever I can get the chance!

I also want to thank some of you for staying with me, and helping me (: It truly means a lot to me! you are the ones that inspired me to stop all together. you guys made me happy, and i love you all for that!

I hope you guys areent that upset for me not updating, but i feel better and more relieved now, ad not as stressed out.

Okay, well thats enough of my boring lame ass pep talk shit. haha.

I love you all so much! Dont do anything you wont regret, abd know i will always be here for all of you (:

~ deborah xx