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Caution

I Will Find You

***Hayes POV***

“HAYESS WILL YOU BE A DOLL AND FETCH ME A TOWEL” Lia shrieked, her sound echoing through the house.

Chuckling to myself, I stood up and took a towel out of the dresser. One long, so it doesn’t reveal anything. Walking towards the bathroom door, she stood there crept up behind the door, her face peeking every few minutes to see if I had arrived.

“Seems to me you think I’m your servant.” I question, as she rolls her eyes at my response.

“Give me the damn towel Hayes.” She growls, outstretching her arms.

“Ah..ah ah… I believe you oh me an apology..”

“The only apology I’ll be uttering is for flashing you when I beat you with the towel you’re holding. Now GIVE ME THE TOWEL HAYES.”

“Seems like an incest filled scare that I’d rather not endure. Take your damn towel” I tossed it over to her, and she quickly grasped it and locked the door behind her.

Such a potty mouthed little girl, and to think that I had not seen it before.

Sometimes, I catch myself in a daze, where I upset my self over the fact that I was such a prick towards her, and that I did what I did then..to her.

She changed me…for the better. My temper had been long gone. My emotions, rushed back. She was the light I thought I’d never see after Rose…She made the new me.

***Lia’s POV***

“Hayes, I’m going out for a shopping stroll. Be back later. Need anything?”

“Be careful! OH and if you find some nice trousers let me know, I’ll order em. In need of a new change.” He shouted back, and I yelled out an okay before shutting the front door behind me.

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Taking in the vast surroundings of the beautiful Swedish land, I smiled to myself, as I wondered how lucky I was to be living in this beautiful country.

It was warm, and not as chilly as I imagined. So my cute pink sundress, and heels were perfect for this kind of day. Perfect wasn’t even the word for this weather. I just wanted to spend every living minute in it.

Sighing to myself once more, I took the key out of the engine, and stepped out of the car, unlocking it behind me.

Ahh….shopping…my favorite all time hobby.

Yves Saint Laurent

A pair of beautiful shoes will do any outfit justice. Well…maybe a few pairs…

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Hayes…these shoes are gorgeous….i’m buying them…they….you’ll die when you see them.

I don’t understand why you insist on calling me when you find a new pair of shoes, and like you always say…I have yet to die when I see them. CALL me if it’s urgent! Goodbye Lia.

You’re so grumpy geez…BYEE.

I chuckled ending the phone call…Hayes was truly not the man to ask to go on a shopping spree with you.

Hmm I need this in a size..8.5

“Hi! Do you work here?” I questioned the tall, lean, curly haired boy.

“No…no I don’t work….Lia?” He gave me a confused look. How does he know my name?

“Um…do I know you?” I give him a once over, but nope I don’t know who the hell he is.

“It’s me…don’t you remember me?” His eyebrows furrowed together, tears forming slightly in his eyes.

“I’m sorry, I really don’t.?” Spotting a worker, I tap her gently, and ask her for a size 8.5, before turning my attention back to the stranger.

“Nothing….you don’t remember anything? The serum really works..” He sighed out, grasping my hand in his.

An intense surge ran through my hands, and I quickly jerked them back. Scared at the feeling I just felt, and the very present sense of déjà vu…it creeped me out.

“You feel it…don’t you… Tell me you feel it.” He questioned more, and it creeped me out further.

“I don’t even know your name, you could be a serial killer for all I know.” I shook my head, accepting the shoe box that the sales lady brought over to me.

Slipping them on, and giving myself a once over, I sat back down, and agreed to buy them. They were a must have.

Unclasping the clip on the side of my ankle, the stranger mumbled ‘Harry’, and my head shot over to his.

“Repeat that.” I begged, stuffing the shoes hastily into the box.

“Harry…Harry Hunter…. Tell me you remember….” And the room started to go dull. Whisks of images, I couldn’t comprehend, flashed through my eyes, pictures of him. Memories of him…. but who was he…was this the Harry on my engraved Rose?

My eyes fluttered open, and Harry had me in a tight embrace. His face close to mine he nuzzled me closer, and I didn’t even bother to move. It felt comfortable. I felt at home, and a strange feeling of danger, and taken over. Maybe this wasn’t my true home.

“You alright love?” He questioned.

“Yea..Yea I’m fine…I just…weird flashback…” I muttered nervously, picking up my shoes to buy them at the register.

Harry quickly following behind me with his shoe box, stood awfully close, and I pondered on whether to ask him if he were the name engraved onto my tattoo.

“Are you the Harry secretly engraved onto the rose here..” I pointed towards the tattoo, and traced over the hidden letters.

He just simply shook his head. “So you’ve been thinking about me…” he smiled, revealing his pearly whites, that almost made my heart beat right out of my chest.

“May we continue this somewhere private…I have a protective friend, and I don’t need him up my ass..” I question, and he nods his head quickly.

“Hayes, I assume?” He laughed, shaking his head slightly.

“H-how do you know his name..” I stutter out, unintentionally.

“Mmm…Do you trust me?” I nodded. I trusted him, for some odd reason.

“Then trust that I will find you….Give me a two weeks…and I’ll find you. Then…we can talk.”

“Promise you’ll find me…” I whispered, feeling vulnerable to whom I may be living with..

“I promise love..” He smiled, taking my hand in his and pecking it lightly.

“I shall see you soon..”

Hopefully we shall…

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