COUNTING STARS

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Ariel’s P.O.V
I cuddled up into the bed, I was tired. Tired from crying, tired from worrying about Jesse, worrying about all the memories we shared over the years I was just exhausted. I fluffed the pillow up more and closed my eyes; the sound of heavy feet’s dragging across the floor came down the hall Barney and Sam were overly laughing, oh they were drunk alright. I heard them fall into their bedroom and slam the door, they were so happy together I never heard them fight not once. I think that Barney really adores him, maybe she’s found her one, maybe’s she’s finally going to settle down with a guy. They made me think back to me and Bobby down at the beach house a year ago.

Everybody was outside enjoying the cool water splashing around; I watched form inside with my water bottle in one hand and phone in the other. Bobby came running past me; he was so caught up in his own thoughts that he didn’t notice me standing there. I looked down at his hands they were fidgeting; every time Bobby was nervous he would fidget and ask too many questions. “Hey…did you um forget how to open the sliding door or…..” He didn’t look at me he kept his eyes on something outside. “I’m going to do it Ariel……” I was getting scared now. “Do what B?” He smelled his armpits out of nowhere. “Do I smell good? No never mind I smell great every things going to be great!” He smiled and before I could ask the next question he went

darting out the house and on to the beach, he slightly grabbed his girlfriend of 3 years by the arm and dug inside his pocket for something and out came that black velvet box, she put her hands up to her mouth in shock. Bobby kneeled down onto one knee; I was smiling from ear to ear. Mom stopped in her footsteps, she even put her hands to her mouth in shock as well but dad……dad walked away as if he’s just saw the devil before him. Dad never believed in marriage at a young age, but he didn’t understand how much Bobby loved Selena they were both going off to college anyways I think it was perfect, Bobby was perfect.

My mind drew out of the flashback to me looking out at the dark bedroom. Now Bobby’s dead and so is his girlfriend…..I quickly stop thinking about the accident before the tears tugged at my eyes again. A knock on the door almost scared me; I didn’t answer it I could barely speak. The door slowly drew in; I sat up on the bed drawing my feet onto the floor preparing myself for another conversation. Harry let the door open and he stood in the door frame watching me closely “Where’s um….that girl?” I looked down at my toes. “I sent her home….” I laughed at myself. “What! She didn’t have big enough boobs or enough to grab onto?” I sniffled my nose. He walked into the room and closed the door behind him I looked up at him. What is he doing? “No….she wasn’t you….” I felt slightly better now; I really thought he was going to sleep with

that….that whore. “Why are you here? Your sleeping on the couch remember?” He walked over to me with such sincerity; I don’t need sympathy right now. “You need me……” He walked to the other side of the bed and peeled back the covers he sat down onto the bed. “I-I never said I needed you…..I-I don’t need you….” I lied, he’s the one person that thrived for. Still he continued settling into a comfortable spot on the bed. He scooted more over into the middle of the king size bed and opened his arms “I saw the way you looked at me, come here…..” He didn’t say it seductively this time but more demandingly. I shrugged my shoulders and crawled over to him and lay in his arms; he smelled so good he smelled safe he smelled like home. “Cry…..” I didn’t say anything, I thought guys hate when girls cry. “If you need to cry I’ll be here, in the morning

when you wake up I’ll still be here” I did something I never thought, I reached my arm over his stomach and hugged him tightly like I didn’t want to let him go. I felt him smile over me “You know…..I can sing…..” “What?” I was surprised, what can’t he do? “I think my voice is morbid but do you want to hear?” I nodded against his chest, his heart beat thumped softly in even paces. “When I walk up to your door, my head turns to face the floor cause I can’t look you in the eyes and say….” He lied! His voice was beautiful, it had that right huskiness and deep roughness and that made him even more attractive. “When he opens arms and hold you close tonight……it just won’t feel right cause I can love you more than this yeah….when he lays you down I might just die inside it just don’t feel right cause I can love you more than this….can love you more than…..this” Tears slipped down my cheek,

was he trying to tell me something? Did he sing this song on propose? I just felt bad knowing that Harry liked me so much and I’ve pushed him aside, I put him last for Jesse. I wonder now how he’s going to act when he finds out I’m not with Jesse anymore….will he still want me? Because seem like he only wanted me because I was taken. “Your voice is breath taking…..” He wrapped his arm tighter around my shoulders. “I know…I just needed an excuse to sing to you” I smiled to myself, after all I’ve been through today Harry of all people would be the one to make me smile again god surely blessed him. “You’re always taking care of me Harry….who takes care of you?” I gave him a second to think. “No one….I guess I take care of myself really…..” I looked up at him but he was too busy staring at the ceiling. “What about your

parent’s?” He once again flexed that muscle in his jaw “They died 6 years ago, now go to sleep love……” I looked away as he looked down. I couldn’t help but tear up, who knows how long it’s been since he’s been loved, been cared for, I wonder what he did for Christmas and valentine’s day and…..his birthday. He spent those holidays all alone…..while I was with my family, this poor boy then a sudden thought popped into my head where does he live then?

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