Just Harry and I.

*HARRY'S POV*

So there I was, sitting in the fanciest restaurant know to Holmes Chapel's. Alone. The girl I thought was the girl of my dreams had just walked out on me with no explanation. I could have sworn she faked that phone call. Tears were now running down my cheeks so fast you'd think they would be having a race. I never cry over a girl, in fact, I never cry about anything normally. I shouldn't have been so surprised, she'd been acting fidgety all night. I wiped my tears away, washed my face, then went home.

I slammed the door shut when I got back. I was looking down at my toes.

"Hi my lil munchkin! You're back early, how was your date?" she smiled. "was she girl of your fantasie-" she had pushed my head up to meet hers. She noticed that I had been crying. She stopped speaking for a bit after that and just held me.

"Do you want a hot chocolate with whipped cream and chocolate sprinkles?" God, she treated me like I was four.

"Yes please." What? I didn't say I didn't like it occasionally...

I went up to my room and after I'd finished my hot chocolate, I just stared up at the ceiling whilst lying on my bed. I had to ring her, I had to find out why she was acting so...weird.

I picked up my phone and dialled her number. I knew it off by heart now. She picked up but instead of hearing the usual chirpy voice that was Scarlett's, all I heard was crying.

"Scar? Oh my god are you alright? Okay, calm down. What's happened?"
"I'm sorry for leaving you today." she said, sobbing.
"Don't worry about that, what's the matter?!"
"It's my mum...can you come over?"
"Of course, I'm on my way." I was so worried about her.

I arrived outside Scarlett's house. The front door had been left wide open and there, in the hallway I saw her, collapsed on the floor in tears aside her phone.

"Oh shit, Scar. You look awful." I picked her up and carried her to a bedroom. I didn't know which one was hers so I placed her on a big double bed which was the first room I came to. For about an hour, I just sat with her. Rocking her from side to side trying to relax her. Finally she had calmed down.

"She died, Harry. She's gone." her voice was a dull tone now. "I got a phone call from the hospital on our date. It was about my mum, she'd just come out of an operation. They told me she was awake. She was having the operation at the same time as our date that's why I was acting so heartless. I was worried."

"You don't need to feel bad about the date, there will be others...I hope." she nodded and even shot me a sweet smile. "If they said she was awake, how did she pass away? If you don't mind me asking?" I immediately regretted saying that, but she seemed alright with it.

"I went to see her, I felt I had to be there. I was all she had and she was all I had. That's why I left. I was just talking to her casually, she was nodding away. The nurses had left us alone for a bit to give us privacy. Then, all of a sudden she-" tears were welling up in her eyes again.

"Shush, you don't have to say it." I kissed her trembling lips softly.

"No. I need to tell you. All of a sudden she started having a fit, it was really scary," her voice was getting quieter and quieter as she went into more detail. "I felt the bed shaking, I saw bubbles escaping her mouth. Her eyes had rolled up and were left white. I was screaming, asking for help to any person I saw. When help finally came, she was already gone." her voice was now a whisper and I could barely hear her. "They tried to to defibrillate her. She didn't react to it. It was funny though-" she now spoke louder. "she looked so at peace, much more than when she was alive so I was kind of happy for her. Her face was cold and pale and wet from my tears, but she looked more beautiful than ever. She's at home now. I'm glad that she's not in pain anymore. She's not alone." I smiled.

"Scarlett, I was trying to tell you something today. I was trying to tell you that I think-I think I'm falling for you." I thought saying that would lighten the mood. She smirked and left a full-on, long lasting, passionate kiss on my lips. It was incredible. Fireworks. Butterflies. Emotion.

"I need you, Harry. Now." I knew what she was saying, I knew she didn't mean it.

"As much as I want to, Scar. You're vulnerable at the minute. I'm not going to take advantage of that. When you're actually ready, it will happen. Now isn't that time." I pecked her lips, I didn't want to let them go.

"Hmm, I hate that you're right." she pushed me away.

"Goodnight, Scar."

"You're not leaving me are you?"

"Erm, do you want me to stay?" Scar nodded. I got into bed next to her and turned off the light.

Goodnight babe.

Notes

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