Harry's POV

Watching Addie walk out if my room and then finally hearing the front door slam shut gave me such conflicting feelings. Part of me wants to run and chase after her to try my best at apologizing for being the dick I am, but the other part has too much pride for that. Even though I could have been less of an ass, she needs to know how I feel. I'm trying to get through to her that we both need to communicate our feelings, and she continuously remains distant from me.

Without thinking, I grab the nearest thing to me and throw it across my room, knocking all of the pictures and books off the shelf. Thankfully it was just a pillow so nothing broke, but it fuels my anger, making me want to destroy everything around me.

"Fuck!" I yell and try to contain the rage inside of me. This shouldn't be happening. I changed for her, I changed so we wouldn't fight anymore. I just want it to go back to when I knew everything she was thinking and I didn't have to fight with her.

When I finally decide to pick the shit off the ground that fell, the doorbell sounds from downstairs and my heart races. Is Addie back? What do I say to her? Fuck.

I run down the stairs, taking two at a time and practically rip the door out of the hinges when I pull it open.

I open up the door to a tall, blonde with the body of a model. Who the fuck is it? "Oh, I think I have the wrong house." She smiles, embarrassed.

"Yeah," I snap looking behind her to see if Addie is anywhere in sight. She waits for a minute, just staring at me like she's waiting for me to say anything else.

"Are you going to leave now?" I snap. I just want her gone. I don't want to talk to anyone until I talk to Addie.

"Yeah sorry, thanks for your help." She rolls her eyes and turns around and I slam the door shut.

I don't know what to do now. For the first time in awhile, I'm afraid as to what's going to happen. I don't want to lose Addie, I can't lose her.


Addie's POV

"Addie! Didn't expect you home, are you hungry?" My dad greets me the instant I walk inside.

"No, I think I'm just going to head upstairs. I'm not feeling too well." At least I'm not lying to him. I really do feel like crap.

"You okay sweetie?" He stands up and frowns at me.

"Yeah," I nod wearily. "I think I just need to lay down."

"Okay, if you want dinner let me know." He smiles. I'm glad I still have my dad here.

"Thanks," I smile weakly and begin to walk upstairs before the there's a loud knock on the door.

I walk to the front door and see a familiar face through the glass in the window. "Grace! What are you doing here!" I yell, my previous anger and sadness seeming to have evaporated with the sight of my cousin.

"Addie Marie! You have grown since I left!" She smiles and pulls me into a tight hug.

"I can't believe you're here! You weren't supposed to be here until next week?" Even though I'm confused, I'm just glad she's here. It's like she knew Harry and I had just gotten into a terrible argument, because she's exactly who I need right now.

"I know, but I have all of this week off of school for thanksgiving break so I thought I would surprise you and uncle Charlie!" She beams her perfect smile.

"I'm so happy! This is great!" I scream when my dad finally interrupts our moment.

"Hi Grace, how are you?" He smiles and hugs her.

"I'm great! This is so cool, I already love it here!"

"Well I'll get your bags," my dad points to her two suitcases on the front step. "You girls go catch up."

I take Grace's hand and show her around the house before stopping in my room. Thankful for the distraction from my earlier conflict with Harry, I press her for every detail of life back in Wisconsin.

"God, Addie! I miss you! I was hoping you'd come back with your mom." She pouts.

"I'm sorry, I just got used to it here. . . I really like it, Grace." I tell her. Well at least I liked it when Harry and I weren't fighting.

"I know, especially because of that Harry of yours is here! Who by the way, I will be meeting! No questions asked."

"Yeah," I smile weakly. I really hope she'll get the chance to. I hope Harry and I resolve things sooner rather than later. "You should meet all of my friends too, everyone here is great." I smile, wishing to change the topic off of my boyfriend (or whatever he is right now).

"Have you met everyone here? Just ten minutes ago I had an encounter with your grumpy neighbor. Thought his house was yours, awkward yeah, and he was a complete asshole. Hot though, very hot, but an ass." She laughed, and I instantly knew she was talking about Harry.

"Oh yeah, sorry about that." I say. I would mention to her that the asshole she is referring to is my boyfriend, but frankly, I don't want to. As much as I need to talk to someone about what just happened with Harry, I also need it to wait for a day so I can enjoy this time with my cousin who I have dearly missed. I'll vent about it tomorrow, right now though I just need to forget about it.

"So what do you want to do today?" I ask, proud of my quick subject change.

"Doesn't matter! But before we do anything, can we hit that Starbucks I saw on the way here? I am exhausted from that flight and need a cup of coffee." Grace sighed and fell back onto my bed.

I hated that she still looked beautiful with her perfectly waved hair and expertly done makeup to go with her expensive looking outfit when she had just been on a long flight.

"Sure, I just need to change." I explain and she nods, pulling out her phone to distract herself.

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We take my dad's car and drive down the street to the coffee shop on the corner. It's always pretty busy, and for once in my life, i think it's what I need. I need to be distracted by the loudness to keep me from hearing my own conscience.

We thankfully found a spot near the back of the shop and chatted over our drinks. Although it was hard to hear about everything back home and how happy Grace was, it was also nice to know that at least one of us was doing okay.

Sometime in the middle of Grace's story about the guy she had briefly dated, someone tapped on my shoulder nearly causing me to spill my coffee when I jumped with surprise. Grace laughed and looked at the mysterious person with her famous hi-I'm-single-and-ready-to-mingle eyes before I could even turn around to see who it was. I hope it's not Harry.

Turning around, relief washes over me before my blood turns cold. An odd feeling, that's for sure. "Oh, hey Max." I smile as best as I can when the blonde boy is standing in front of me.

"Hey Addie, I thought I recognized you but I wasn't sure." He explains with a smile and looks at my cousin.

"Oh sorry, this is my cousin, Grace. She's staying with me for a couple of weeks."

"Hi." She smiles at him than gives me a look as if she's put the pieces together. I told her all about Harry's jealousy and the whole situation with Max, so thankfully she understands already.

"Nice to meet you," Max smiles back. "Well I was just heading out, but I thought I'd say hello. Are you guys going to the party at Liam's tonight?"

Did he really have to bring that up? I sigh inwardly and begin to shake my head, but of course when Grace hears any word remotely similar to "party," she's all ears.

"Yeah I think Addie was going to take me to meet everyone." Grace beams.

"Great! So I guess I'll see you guys there?"

"Yeah, see ya Max." She smiles and waves as he walks away.

"Grace!" I scold through gritted teeth.

"What! I can't believe you didn't tell me that there was a party, we're definitely going. And when you told me about Max over the phone, I didn't think he'd be that hot! Damn Addie, Harry better be damn near perfect if you have to miss out on that piece of a-"

"Grace!" I cover her mouth before everyone around us can hear her. My cousin can be a little much at some times. Okay, most of the time. "One, we're not going to the party and two, don't talk about Max like that!"

"Okay sorry, but why can't we go?" Grace whined.

"Because," I say. Ugh, I wish I could tell her why and I wish I knew why I didn't want to tell her. I just don't want my problems with Harry to taint the limited time I have with Grace. I just need to have some girl time I think.

"Because. . ." She smiles. "Come in, Ads, I want to go! I'm already missing Kennedy Clarke's annual thanksgiving party so I could come see you." She pouts her lip out and folds her hands together like she's praying.

Dang it, Grace has always been the master of the guilt trip.

"Please! We don't have to stay for long! Please please pleaseeeee!"

"Fine!" I snap.

"Ah thank you! It'll be fun, I don't know why you don't want to go!"

Rolling my eyes, I ignore her question and sip on my coffee. I hope Harry doesn't go, because in all honestly, I don't know what I'll do or say. I do need to talk to him, but not tonight.

After chatting a bit more over our coffee, Grace and I left back to my house to get ready for Liam's party (to my dismay).

Once we got back home, Grace went through every dress she bought to try on for me to choose. She decided on a short purple number that I would never consider wearing myself, but of course it looked great on her. She picked me out a dress from my closet, and I put it on knowing she wouldn't quit pestering me if I didn't wear it.

"Okay, I just need to go to the bathroom." I excuse myself and she nods as she coats her eyelashes with mascara.

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"Jesus Christ Ads, what took?" Grace laughs when I finally come out of the bathroom.

"Sorry, I was just putting on some makeup. You ready?"

"You do not need makeup Addie, but yeah let's go." She smiles.

"Shut up," I snap. It's annoying how she tries to tell me I don't need makeup when I'm no where near as pretty as her.

"Jeez, sorry. It was supposed to be a compliment!" She rolls her eyes.

"Whatever."

"What has gotten into you? Are you really mad I'm making you go to the party?"

"No, let's just go." I sigh and grab my purse of the hook.

"Addie? You were fine a half hour ago, what's up?" She stops to ask.

"It's really nothing, I just need a drink." I surprise myself by saying. It's true though, for the first time in weeks I think that is exactly what I need. With all of this crap going on right now, I need one night to forget it all.

"Atta girl," Grace smirks and claps me in the shoulder. "Let's go!"

Notes

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