It had been a completely exhausting day, and all I wanted to do was collapse on my bed and fall asleep. I had school, which I came in late for. I had stayed up all night finishing an essay for English, and slept in the next morning.

I had so much homework due, mostly because I didn't meet my deadline for all the days I missed.

Then, I couldn't even come home after school, I had to do my community service! It was only an hour, but it felt like four. I had to clean rooms in the Recreational Center, and that meant scraping gum from the bottom of tables, mopping floors, and cleaning windows.

Right after I was finished, I was late for my first day at work, and had to make an excuse. I told Nancy (I figured out that that was the lady's name at Books By The Sea) that I was caught up in homework and lost track of time. Even worse, my stomach was grumbling the whole time I was sorting books, since I hadn't eaten a thing since a quick breakfast. Lunch wasn't an option, I had to hand in the essay, and start on the other projects and worksheets.

To top off the insane day, I had a complete freakout over nothing. I saw a guy with jet black hair, and I thought it was Jace. I was completely out of my mind with fear in those few seconds, but I had to remind myself. Jace was in jail, that nightmare couldn't go near me for awhile.

Speaking of nightmares, the dreams I had been having had finally stopped! I could sleep peacefully!

I hadn't heard from Harry, which worried me, but I had to remind myself that I didn't need him. He had tricked me into believing that he was some sort of angel from heaven. But things like that don't happen in real life, only fan fiction. I was a bit empty now that Harry left me. I hadn't seen him at school, and I was starting to think he had dropped out and moved back to England.

Finally, after my long day, I walked in to my room, and collapsed. I missed the bed by a few feet, but the fluffy carpet wasn't too bad either. Almost instantly, I was asleep.


***HARRY'S POV***

I hadn't seen her in two days. It doesn't seem like much, but knowing that I had broken her, that was worse than any pain in the world. I had to make things right, fix our love. I don't know what the hell she had heard, but I knew I could make this work. Which was exactly why I was in her driveway, walking up to her door. I tried knocking, but as soon as my fist came in contact with the door, it slowly opened. No one had opened it, it hadn't been closed all the way.

Shit.

My heart skipped a beat, what if Jace was back? What if he was hurting her? I sprinted as fast as I could up to her room, and found her lying motionless on the ground.

But- wait. Was she, sleeping?

I leaned next to her, and moved her hair away from her face, and hearing her soft breathing filled me with relief. Her eyes started to flutter. She was waking up.


***MEADOW'S POV***

I was sleeping so peacefully, until I woke up and saw him kneeling next to me. Wait- why am I on the floor? I sat up, leaning against the bed, and saw who it was. Harry.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I said, as harshly as possible. But inside, seeing his face had brought so much sadness and hurt. It brought back the pain of his lies and deceit. I bit my lip to keep my tears in, and brought my knees up to my chest.

"I came to talk to you. I miss you, so much!" He tried to grab my hands, but I pushed him away.

"Save it Styles. Get out. I don't want you here." I almost yelled. He had no right to break into my house and do this.

"No please, what did Jessica tell you?"

"She told me the truth. That you're a lying, cheating, manwhore. And I know it's true! Now leave!"

He looked hurt at what I said, but I shouldn't care.

"It's not true. I never lied, or cheated, and I'm not a manwhore! Please, I love you!" My heart sank. He's denying. At this point, I couldn't hold back the tears. They kept coming and coming, I guess this is what happens when you hide your real feelings. They come out at the wrong times, all too fast.

"Harry. I said get out, and I mean it!" I screamed. Harry put his head down, then looked back up at me with tears in his eyes. Then he left. He was gone.

The tears fell even faster this time, as I listened to his car drive away.

I let him go. I let my first true love go.

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After another day of school and community service, I embraced the few hours I had to myself. Mom was always out teaching yoga, all day she was gone, so that was where she disappeared to. Not that I minded. I liked the house to myself. It was like practice for when I get my own apartment.

I swear I'm going crazy. I thought I saw Jace again today. This time I saw his face and almost passed out. My mind is having a huge party, and I must be hallucinating. To put an end to my insanity, I looked up the number for the Panama City Jail, and called. This is roughly how to conversation went.

Jail Guy- Hello?

Me- Hi, I was calling about a convict.

Jail Guy- What's the name?

Me- Well I only know his first name, and it's Jace. I was wondering if he's still in jail.

Jail Guy- Huh. Guy with the tattoos and black hair? He was bailed out three days ago.

At that point, my stomach dropped and my pulse raced.

Me- Okay. Thanks.

That's where I hung up.

I really was seeing Jace. I wasn't hallucinating, he was watching me. No doubt studying my schedule.