Clary´s POV:

Her eyes widened in shock and I needed some seconds to realize why. Even though my bruises and cuts got a lot better already, they still covered my face and make up was only a bad try to hide them. Still a little bit out of her concept she started to speak to me.

“I guess this is yours”, she said and I tried to figure out what she reached out for me, holding in her perfect manicured finger. The small heart tangled down in the air and I breathed in as I finally identified the object as my necklace.

Carefully I stepped closer to take it from her and her finger dropped them into mine quickly, just as if she was afraid to touch me to long.

“I just figure you liked to get it back since I saw it around your neck on the picture from your prom”, she told me and I thought about that photo. Harry had fooled around and I thought it would be horrible.

But actually it wasn´t, our eyes were interlocked, keeping our eyes only on each other without noticing the world around us. His eyes laid on my tiny self, while I had to looked up to be able to see his beautiful dimples. My mother said it looked like a picture from a lifestyle magazine and I blushed hardly at the imagination of Harry and me, being seen by the whole world.

“The only question I still have is: Is this yours as well?” Therefore I furrowed my brows at her since I had no idea what she could mean. But before I was able to take any guesses she opened the small blue box in her hands and I stared at something really frightening.

“Clary?”, I heard Zayn´s voice behind me, but I couldn´t response. The situation was just too much for me and I was close to burst into tears again.

The ring sparkled over to me, trying to catch all my attention. And it did caught all of it.

Unable to speak I opened my mouth, but nothing left my lips.

“Thought you might like to now that I wasn´t lying that day I told you about it. The only question is, if I was right that it was meant for me. I honestly doubt it know since I just been dumped”, she said surprisingly calm.

“I´m so sorry...”, I mumbled quietly and I knew that these words weren´t enough to make up what I had been broken.

“You know Harry´s a guy, which means he´s just another dick, playing with a girls mind. Honestly I had other ones before, but you´re a girl. You should know how it feels like, trusting a boy and being betrayed behind your back. But that didn´t stopped you in any way sucking my boyfriends dick”, she spat at me and I could tell she was angry.

Hurted and injured by Harry Styles and the worst part was I knew exactly how she felt like. Stella and Harry? It drove me crazy and in the end I found out that they didn´t even had anything with each other. I had.

“Don´t talk to her like that”, Zayn suddenly came to word. Did he really tried to offend me? Even after all we just said in the kitchen?

“Does Harry know that you´re having with another guy at the same time? Always thought he´s not that kind of guy, who likes to share his toys”, she said and this time she really hit me with her words. Being called a toy wasn´t the first time, but it still hurted like hell.

“Stop that shit!”, Zayn sounded angry and rude and I was afraid he would do something to her.

“You know what? I don´t care! If you wanna act like you´re the innocent one in this, fine. Just thought you should now about this little fact here”, she snapped and crashed the small little box on the counter.

With these words she made her way to storm out of the bakery, but before she could leave I said: “I´m sorry for being a worse person. I really am.” She stopped in the door and replied over her shoulder.

“That´s not enough to make it up.” Then she was gone and I knew again that she was right, but that I had to let go of all this guilt. It was killing me inside. Slowly.

“You´re alright?”, Zayn asked behind me and I found myself suddenly in his arms. My arms wrapped around his neck and I held on to his tall figure, him being my rock in the breakers.

Suddenly some tears rolled down my face and I grabbed to his shoulder only harder. Quietly I thanked God for him letting be here right now because I didn´t knew what I would have done without him.

Harry´s POV:

She sat outside the bakery on the pavement and I saw what she was holding in her hands. After I took one last breath I got out of the car, walking over to her.

Her eyes kept locked on the ground as I stood next to her and dropped beside her. Slowly I tried to find any evidence in her face that she cried, but I found none.

“You lied”, was all she finally stated and I saw the small stone shimmer in her hands as she turned it around to show it to me as if I had never seen it before.

“I did”, was all I replied.

“The last time we had been in a situation like this I just walked away from you without giving you the chance to explain it to me, so I figure I give you this chance this time.”

My memory flashed back to her, running into my bedroom only to find Stella only laying in underwear on my big double bed. She had set me up and there had been absolutely nothing, but we ended up not talking to each other for five days, which nearly drove me crazy.

Therefore she was right that I should give her an explanation, but how was the best way to? I´m sorry for buying this ring and not telling you as you asked?

“Do you remember that night? Prom night? The evening you texted me to tell me about your move?”, I asked her and she finally looked me into the eyes for the first time.

“I tried to forget about it, but I do”, she said quietly.

“When I arrived at your house I found you. You laid on your bedroom floor, still in your gorgeous green dress and some strains were out of the bun and surrounded your face in a messy way. The second I got in you started to cry”, I reminded her and I saw the painful memory in her face.

“I was really worried since you your whole body had been shaken under your sobs and I think we had stayed there, you clinging to me on the bedroom floor for over an hour. But after you calmed down you just asked me one thing: How am I supposed to leave you?”

She knew exactly what happened that night and I saw her sadness about this situation in her pretty face.

“The horrible thing was: I had no idea since I didn´t wanted to let you go as well. Only two days. That had been the time I needed to get this ring for you”, I looked down at the sparkling one in her hands.

“You wanted to ask me to marry you”, she clarified my words and I nodded in approval.

“Everything had been planned already. The day at the airport would have been my chosen one and I had ordered 30 flower bouquets, which would have waited for you on the there already.” I took some breaths before I continued.

“That night in my bedroom was...rough. No actually that would be understatement of the year since it was horrible hurting. I was about to propose to you. Ask you to be with me forever and you didn´t even considered the two of us being together at all. We were at the most imaginable points in our relationship we could possibly be.”

As I felt tears blur my sight I turned my head away from her. What was I doing? Crying in front of her was the most unmanly thing I could ever do.

Suddenly I felt some cold finger tips on my cheeks and under my chin and she carefully forced me to look at her. Her blue eyes stared into mine and I saw a shimmer of love in them as she slowly moved her finger over my cheek down to my jaw line, where they rested faintly on my skin.

“I had no idea, Harry”, she mumbled and I felt her breath on my face as she spoke.

“How could you? You were already planing our goodbye”, I managed to say while trying to blink the tears away.

“I´m scared”, the two words were as short as they could be, but they had the biggest meaning as well. I furrowed my eyebrows at her.

“Ever since I got to know you I´m scared. You make me weak and dependent from you and your touch and your words and the way you kiss me. I´ve never been afraid of something I crave for so much”, she breathed against me and I heard her voice shake. In this moment I saw her as so vulnerable I´ve never seen her before.

“You chose to run away from your fear”, I tried to understand what she was trying to tell me.

“You wanted to...oh god”, she murmured.

Before I could say something else her lips collided with mine. Harshly she pressed hers on mine and the kiss was more than just desperate.

We´ve missed so much time, so much time I´ve missed her touch, her scent in my noise, hear her laughter and look at her pretty face. As we took some breaths I rested my head against her forehead and our noses slightly touched.

“I´m so sorry for hurting you like that”, she whispered against my lips.

“Now you´re here and you decided to stay.” Only for a second her lips touched mine again before she slowly closed the box and handled it back to me.

“It´s really pretty, something I would have chosen by myself as well”, she said and smiled sadly. It took me quiet a time to find it and to be honest I had to look at a lot to be sure that would be the one she liked, but hearing her approve to it made me happy.

“I would still do it, here and now”, I told her and I know it was the truth. There was nothing I wanted more than her. Not even world peace or enough water and food for all the people in our world, even though I knew I was selfish with that. But it was the truth.

“Harry we´re not even 20 by now. There´s no need to rush things”, she said and I shook my head over her words.

“But if this is what feels right now, why shouldn´t we just do it? Age is just a number”, I tried to change her mind.

“Every second marriage end in a divorce nowadays. Both of our parents had one and they were older and more mature than we are. What if two years from now someone of us had been fallen in love with someone else? What if we get bored if each other and everyday life is all we have left or if all the little things, which I love so much about you are starting to avoid me?”

Again there it was. Fear, which surrounded her like a dark rainy cloud.

“We could do better than our parents. Even if so, why shouldn´t we try? Be happy with each other as long as we could?” She laughed faintly.

“People will think I´m pregnant!”

“No, just in love”, I replied and she gave me a crock smile.

“Harry this is insane”, she told me and I shrugged my shoulders.

“Probably it is, but I love you and that´s all that will even count to me.” She got closer and gave me a small smile.

“It´s all that matters to me as well, but I just can´t say yes right now. This will only scare me even more and I´m really afraid of running away from you then again.”

I wanted to ask her so much that I took everything in me to hold me back. But I knew she was right. She would be running and probably I would never get her back that way.

So I kept my mouth shut and instead lend down to kiss her. The ring would be safe with me until I found the right time to ask her to be mine forever. And only mine.

Notes

Sooooo...today is one of my best friends sweet sixteen and this is only for you! :))
I love you to the moon and back and I just want to say a HUGE thank you for reading this story and supporting it, this means a lot to me. :o
Happy, happy bithday and I hope we have the best year together. :) Ich habe dich lieb! xx

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