Lemons
May #5 The Conclusion (Part 5)
*Hannah’s POV (Morning, Tuesday the 10th)
I wake up to the sound of Susan packing up her stuff. She’s already done with school and I’m not done until Thursday but she wanted to wait and go home with me. I roll over and look at my phone. It’s about 7:30am…why is she up so early? “Hey, someone’s awake early.” she says. “Yeah ‘cause you woke me up, but that’s okay. I wouldn’t have been able to fall back asleep anyway.” I say sitting up. “Too much on the brain?” she asks knowingly.
“Don’t you know it. These boys really messed with our heads, didn’t they?” I ask. “Sure did. That’s what boys do.” she says putting her suitcases in the corner of the room. I laugh and decide to check my messages. I haven’t talked to Harry since that April 1st day. He’s tried multiple times to get a hold of me; through Facebook and Skyping. I have about a billion messages from Harry altogether.
He’s tried to get a hold of me ever since I basically broke up with him. I’ve ignored it all though. He’s been too busy all year to do that and now suddenly he has the time? I will not fall for his charm again. That’s what got me in trouble the first time.
The messages have been coming nonstop the last couple days though and I don’t know how to stop them! I need to just get away from this stress for a while. …I need coffee. I get out of bed and change into some cute comfy clothes.
“Do you wanna go to the café with me?” I ask her as a grab my purse and shove my laptop in it. “No I wanna browse Synthesis Dance’s website some more.” she says excitedly. “Ha all right well I’m leaving my phone here, because I can’t take anymore Harry messages. If anyone texts or calls, tell them I’m there, okay?” “Sure thing. Have fun getting hyped up on caffeine again.” she says joking. “Ha ha. See you later.” I say going out the door.
I’m making the walk across campus to the café and now that I’m awake so is my mind and everything that’s been on it lately. Susan is basically all set for next year and for her career afterwards, Mac’s career is still in progress but now she’s lost Niall, and the last I heard, Sam was gonna have Luke meet Louis but she hasn’t told us anything. Plus Emily told me there was a trend going on in LA for a while on Twitter about her and lots of hate. I hope she’s handling it okay but I’m sure Zayn is gonna be by her side through it all.
As for me, I’ll be doing my last year at AMDA next year with Susan and then kick starting my acting career. All my teachers keep telling me that somebody will discover me at industry night and I’ll be on Broadway before I know it. It would be so nice if they were right. Susan and I plan on getting a place together after graduation and I can’t wait.
It’s funny though. 1 year ago I was planning doing the same thing but with Emily. This year, Susan and I have ended up bonding since Emily relocated to LA and we both got long distance relationships. Once they get enough money, Emily and Mackenzie could end up getting a place together in LA, unless Em stays with Zayn. …I just wish that Harry would’ve turned out to be the good guy I thought he was.
I get to the café and get a mocha and scone. I find a table against the wall by an outlet so I can plug in my laptop. I might as well study for my last two finals. I have one today and the other tomorrow. One you can barely count as a final because it’s my acting final. I’m performing a monologue which I already have memorized.
I have to study for my stagecraft final. Basically a lot of vocabulary. I can probably memorize it all within an hour or so. What can I say? My memory is my superpower. I’m perfectly content studying for this final while occasionally taking a bite of my scone and a sip of my drink, when I hear something that shatters the peace of mind I almost achieved.
“Hey, blondie.” says a man with the voice I haven’t heard in person in 9 months. There is absolutely no way. It is impossible. I slowly turn to the side and look up to see none other than the love of my life standing next to my table. It is Harry, in the flesh, in New York…in America! “Harry?! How…how are you here?” I ask not believing he’s actually in front of me.
“To answer that I need to explain why I acted the way I did all that time; why I was never available on the weekends to talk to you, because it is not because I was cheating. May I?” he asks gesturing to the empty seat in front of me. “Okay, fine.” Could I really say no when he travelled across the world to see me?
“I got a job. I wanted to earn enough money to be able to buy a ticket to New York for the end of your school year and get a passport. I couldn’t tell you, because I wanted it to be a surprise.” With each word I’m feeling like more and more of an ass. “Harry...why couldn’t you just tell me you had a job?!” I ask this crazy man.
“Cause I worked crazy hours plus overtime to make more money faster and I figured you would ask why I was working hours like that and I couldn’t tell you that, obviously!” I can’t believe this. Here I thought he was cheating when really he was paranoid as hell trying to keep me from finding out about him coming here to surprise me at the end of the year like the hopeless romantic he is.
“Harry, I am so sorry for everything I said to you. I guess Susan and Liam’s break up had me paranoid. …I do still love you.” I say looking at him hopefully. “It’s understandable…and I never stopped loving you more.” I smile and finish it.
“I never stopped loving you most. Wait, how did you know how to find me?!” I just thought of that little detail. “Maybe next time you’re mad at me, don’t leave your phone with your best friend.” he says winking. Of course. I have to remember to thank her.
“I don’t know if we technically broke up, but in any case, Hannah Spencer, will you please take me back? I love you with all my heart and soul and promise I will never break yours. ...And I’ll never pull something like this again...!” I laugh and say “I’ll absolutely take you back.” We stand up and kiss and the café applauds.
We decide to spend the rest of the day together. He helps me study for my final and I perform my monologue for him. While I’m doing it, I glance at him and find him giving me the exact same look he had while he watched me performing Shakespeare in the park in London when he was still just “the mysterious stranger.”
Honestly I’m having such a great time with him that I’m not even worrying about him leaving for England again. I’m confident that being able to make it through this has given us the strength to make it through anything, and I have a feeling that Harry and I will never break up again.
I wake up to the sound of Susan packing up her stuff. She’s already done with school and I’m not done until Thursday but she wanted to wait and go home with me. I roll over and look at my phone. It’s about 7:30am…why is she up so early? “Hey, someone’s awake early.” she says. “Yeah ‘cause you woke me up, but that’s okay. I wouldn’t have been able to fall back asleep anyway.” I say sitting up. “Too much on the brain?” she asks knowingly.
“Don’t you know it. These boys really messed with our heads, didn’t they?” I ask. “Sure did. That’s what boys do.” she says putting her suitcases in the corner of the room. I laugh and decide to check my messages. I haven’t talked to Harry since that April 1st day. He’s tried multiple times to get a hold of me; through Facebook and Skyping. I have about a billion messages from Harry altogether.
He’s tried to get a hold of me ever since I basically broke up with him. I’ve ignored it all though. He’s been too busy all year to do that and now suddenly he has the time? I will not fall for his charm again. That’s what got me in trouble the first time.
The messages have been coming nonstop the last couple days though and I don’t know how to stop them! I need to just get away from this stress for a while. …I need coffee. I get out of bed and change into some cute comfy clothes.
“Do you wanna go to the café with me?” I ask her as a grab my purse and shove my laptop in it. “No I wanna browse Synthesis Dance’s website some more.” she says excitedly. “Ha all right well I’m leaving my phone here, because I can’t take anymore Harry messages. If anyone texts or calls, tell them I’m there, okay?” “Sure thing. Have fun getting hyped up on caffeine again.” she says joking. “Ha ha. See you later.” I say going out the door.
I’m making the walk across campus to the café and now that I’m awake so is my mind and everything that’s been on it lately. Susan is basically all set for next year and for her career afterwards, Mac’s career is still in progress but now she’s lost Niall, and the last I heard, Sam was gonna have Luke meet Louis but she hasn’t told us anything. Plus Emily told me there was a trend going on in LA for a while on Twitter about her and lots of hate. I hope she’s handling it okay but I’m sure Zayn is gonna be by her side through it all.
As for me, I’ll be doing my last year at AMDA next year with Susan and then kick starting my acting career. All my teachers keep telling me that somebody will discover me at industry night and I’ll be on Broadway before I know it. It would be so nice if they were right. Susan and I plan on getting a place together after graduation and I can’t wait.
It’s funny though. 1 year ago I was planning doing the same thing but with Emily. This year, Susan and I have ended up bonding since Emily relocated to LA and we both got long distance relationships. Once they get enough money, Emily and Mackenzie could end up getting a place together in LA, unless Em stays with Zayn. …I just wish that Harry would’ve turned out to be the good guy I thought he was.
I get to the café and get a mocha and scone. I find a table against the wall by an outlet so I can plug in my laptop. I might as well study for my last two finals. I have one today and the other tomorrow. One you can barely count as a final because it’s my acting final. I’m performing a monologue which I already have memorized.
I have to study for my stagecraft final. Basically a lot of vocabulary. I can probably memorize it all within an hour or so. What can I say? My memory is my superpower. I’m perfectly content studying for this final while occasionally taking a bite of my scone and a sip of my drink, when I hear something that shatters the peace of mind I almost achieved.
“Hey, blondie.” says a man with the voice I haven’t heard in person in 9 months. There is absolutely no way. It is impossible. I slowly turn to the side and look up to see none other than the love of my life standing next to my table. It is Harry, in the flesh, in New York…in America! “Harry?! How…how are you here?” I ask not believing he’s actually in front of me.
“To answer that I need to explain why I acted the way I did all that time; why I was never available on the weekends to talk to you, because it is not because I was cheating. May I?” he asks gesturing to the empty seat in front of me. “Okay, fine.” Could I really say no when he travelled across the world to see me?
“I got a job. I wanted to earn enough money to be able to buy a ticket to New York for the end of your school year and get a passport. I couldn’t tell you, because I wanted it to be a surprise.” With each word I’m feeling like more and more of an ass. “Harry...why couldn’t you just tell me you had a job?!” I ask this crazy man.
“Cause I worked crazy hours plus overtime to make more money faster and I figured you would ask why I was working hours like that and I couldn’t tell you that, obviously!” I can’t believe this. Here I thought he was cheating when really he was paranoid as hell trying to keep me from finding out about him coming here to surprise me at the end of the year like the hopeless romantic he is.
“Harry, I am so sorry for everything I said to you. I guess Susan and Liam’s break up had me paranoid. …I do still love you.” I say looking at him hopefully. “It’s understandable…and I never stopped loving you more.” I smile and finish it.
“I never stopped loving you most. Wait, how did you know how to find me?!” I just thought of that little detail. “Maybe next time you’re mad at me, don’t leave your phone with your best friend.” he says winking. Of course. I have to remember to thank her.
“I don’t know if we technically broke up, but in any case, Hannah Spencer, will you please take me back? I love you with all my heart and soul and promise I will never break yours. ...And I’ll never pull something like this again...!” I laugh and say “I’ll absolutely take you back.” We stand up and kiss and the café applauds.
We decide to spend the rest of the day together. He helps me study for my final and I perform my monologue for him. While I’m doing it, I glance at him and find him giving me the exact same look he had while he watched me performing Shakespeare in the park in London when he was still just “the mysterious stranger.”
Honestly I’m having such a great time with him that I’m not even worrying about him leaving for England again. I’m confident that being able to make it through this has given us the strength to make it through anything, and I have a feeling that Harry and I will never break up again.
Notes
I bet you think this is the last chapter and that Lemons is complete. THINK AGAIN. There's an epilogue, baby!! 2 chapters long :D I can either post 1 tomorrow and the other on Tuesday, or I can post both of them tomorrow, it's all up to you. Comment which you like better! Thanks so much for reading to the end (kind of) and until tomorrow, take care lovelies! <3
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