Clary´s POV:

“You really need to learn how to drive on the right side of the street”, Harry said and I glanced over to him behind the driving wheel.

“That just confuses me and I´ll get in a car crash that way. Besides I coulnd´t drink my morning coffee then”, I replied and he chuckled a little bit.

“If the royalty herself won´t do it, I think I´ll have to play her chauffeur for a little bit longer”, he said and made me laugh.

“Your laughter is like the best thing, when you need a cheer up”, he said and I reached out for his hand.

This morning he got an answer from the bank who said he was not in the position to buy a property on his own, when he needed that huge amount of credit.

His plans for the future had been destroyed with that and I knew he tried hard not to cry. Harry crying would have been the death of me since he would break my heart because I couldn´t help him and take his pain away. But a small smile formed on his lips as I moved his hands to my lips and kissed the back of it.

“I love you Harry”, I said, even though it was completely unnecessary because he already knew and the ring on my finger proved it to both of us.

“I keep that mind”, he said and smiled even bigger.

“We figure something out and come up with a new plan”, I promised and his eyes searched for mine until his the deep green of them had found them.

“You should keep your eyes on the street”, I grinned and he playfully bit his lip before he did what I had told him.

We listened to the radio and both sang along the lyrics and I had to smile about the fact that we could both just sit here and do nothing else than sing together.

His raspy voice was like one of the biggest turn on´s I´ve ever knew. But since we were in his car and in public I had no chance to undress him and therefore I had to wait until tonight.

“Here it is”, he suddenly said and stopped the car. I looked out at the small building in front of us and felt excited at the thought of the workshop I was about to attend.

“Have fun”, Harry said as he saw my excitement and nearly kicked me out of the car.

“I´ll pick you up after your classes are over”, he shouted out of his window as I made my way to the front door.

“Alright”, I said and laughed while I turned again.

“I love you too by the way Meyer”, he screamed again and I laughed even louder before I looked over my shoulder and breathe a hand kiss over my shoulder into his direction.

With that he drove off and I entered the school building, curious what the day would be like.

Harry´s POV:

“Nac! Nac!”, Rosy squeezed as she saw the ducks which swam over the small pond and she got really excited on my lap.

“Yeah, right there are ducks boo”, I said and tried to manage to hold her and her ice cream at the same time.

“Nac, Nac!”, she chuckled again and with that she made me smile since she was so excited about something as simple as ducks.

God, her little mind would have to bee so free and happy, if all I takes to make her blessed were some small animals.

My mind was a darker place, for sure. The letter which arrived this morning had crossed all my plans and I had no idea what to do now.

Clary and me had decided to come back and live in Holmes Chapel again since we both felt like this was the place we wanted to be.

Clary´s Mum had been sad, even though she didn´t tried to show it to her. But we actually didn´t really talked about coming back, it was just like no real decision at all. This was the place we met and this was the place we felt like we could get successful.

At least she could do something she loved right now and I knew she would be successful with her writing because she was pretty good with words. Somehow she always knew the right things to say to cheer me up.

But for me I had no idea what to do for a living now since my plans couldn´t work out. For godness sake I just proposed to her and promised her like that to pay for a wedding and I earned zero money.

Therefore we had to move back in with Taylor and Connor and even though I knew they were completely fine with it since they were our best friends, I didn´t wanted to get on their nerves and lay on their pockets in any way.

We made a pact which said that they would pay the rent and we would come up with food for us five. But how was I supposed to offer Clary anything, if I had no job? She deserved only the best and not some kind of loner with no money.

Rosy interrupted my worried thoughts with her chubby baby finger on my face as she wanted to catch my attention again since I held her ice cream.

I chuckled over her cuteness and reached that ice cream down to her mouth and she skittishly tried to get as much as she could. How could a small lady like her stole my heart so quickly? She was probably the only other female person who ever did that besides Clary.

“Harry?”, I suddenly heard a voice behind me and I would have recognized that voice everywhere. As I turned I saw her, standing next to me and she looked pretty as always.

She wore a jeans short and a cropped shirt which revealed her navel piercing and her face shown surprise to see me her, doing nothing than feeding Rosy with ice cream and staring over the pond.

“Aimee”, I said just as surprised as she was to see her here in Holmes Chapel.

“You skipped classes a lot lately”, she said and with that she made the understatement of the year since I hadn´t been to college for over 2 months already.

“I stopped college”, I explained to her and noticed that she looked really hot in the way she stood there in front of me with her hands on her hips.

“Yeah, I thought so”, she said dryly and I asked myself why she talked to me at all since she seemed like she really wasn´t interested in our conversation.

This situation was more than just awkward and uncomfortable. The last time we had been spoken was when I broke up with her and she tried to convince me to stay with her.

“Did you stopped it because of me?”, she asked and I wasn´t sure what she wanted to hear.

“I just kind of realized that it wasn´t what I wanted”, I answered. Suddenly her face got angry.

“Just like you kind of realized that you were with the wrong girl as you slept with her?”, she snapped and I hurt all the hate in her voice as she mentioned Clary.

“I just don´t get it...”, she said and I heart her pain and I felt so sorry for her since I was the reason she had to go through all this. She was so petty and I thought she would definitely had found someone else to replace me, but somehow she seemed still alone.

Surprisingly she sat down next to me, still at the other end of the bench and stared over the porch just like I did some minutes ago.

“I just keep wondering why it felt so true and right to me, when you obviously were so unhappy and dissatisfied. I thought we were great together and in the end it turned out we clearly weren´t.”

I wished I would be Clary right now because she was the one being good with words, not me. Nothing great formed in my head and I took some seconds to actually answer her.

“It wasn´t like that to me. When we met I knew instantly that I really liked you Aimee. You were funny and smart and hanging out with you made my day. But I never thought things would go that fast between us. Before I knew what we were doing we already were in a relationship and somehow I just had no time to finish this thing with Clary because she had just left me”, I tried.

“But what´s so special about her? Why could she just come back and creep back into your heart?”, she asked and I heard despair in her voice.

“She just did and I really wanted to fight it, but somehow I wasn´t strong enough to do it”, I apologized and she nodded. We both knew the answer was shitty and couldn´t really explain the crazy affect which were between Clary and me.

“Can you do me one last favor?”, she surprisingly replied to my awful talk.

“I just want a real goodbye. One which doesn´t contains screaming and tears”, she said and how could I not fulfill this one wish after everything I had done to her?

“What can I do?”, I asked her helpless.

“Hug me one last time?”, she asked and I agreed with a nod.

This could be my chance to at least try to make things up for her and therefore I rested Rosy in her buggy before I stepped two steps closer to be able to hug her. Her arms wrapped around my neck and again I was reminded how tiny Clary was since Aimee was nearly as tall as me.

Her hair smelt familiar like something I knew for a short time, but already were on my way to forget about it. We stayed like this for some seconds before we drifted a little bit away from each other and I thought we were fine.

But Aimee wasn´t ready yet. Before I knew what she was about to do she pressed her lips on mine. They tasted like cherry chipstick and they felt strange on mine which had gotten back to be used to somebody else´s again.

Notes

Alright like I said I planned to do something in my christmas holidays!
I want to write a christams short story and you can get involved, if you like to. :)
Things I really want to know from you:

Which guy do you want the story to be about?
Do you have any suggestions for a girls´ character? You can send in a name, a picture and a profile how you want her to be!
Do you have any plot ideas, settings, things you want to read?

Please leave me a comment with the headline: Christmas story

I´d love to hear some ideas to help me out and just to thank you to read this story and support me. :) Love you all and I hope you enjoyed the chapter! xx