Harry pulled away from me too, not trying to get me closer to him. He was processing my words about this being too hard and that there was too much drama involved around us. I couldn't believe I had actually said those words aloud myself. I knew I had promised him and myself that we would get through anything and that I wanted to be with him more than anything. And I knew I loved him.

But losing Naomi, even the thought of it, made me feel sick to my stomach. She was my sister, the sister I never had. After talking with her at the park earlier, it was clear to me how much my actions had hurt her. I could never really imagine her hurting me the same way. No matter what.

"What are you saying then? That you want to give up on us because you don't think you can work things out with Naomi in the future?"

"It's really difficult for me Harry. She is so important to me and..."

"Just say it then. No need to explain." Harry said a bit angrily. I could see his right hand turning into a fist as he was trying his best to maintain his cool and not yell.

"I really don't know what we should do. I don't. I'm so sorry." I sobbed. I truly was sorry. I couldn't believe I had hurt Naomi and now Harry as well. I felt like no matter what I decided to do, I couldn't win.

"You know I'm not going to give up on you. I will fight for you and don't even try to stop me. Let me know when you feel like talking or seeing me. Or whatever." Harry said, still angry but also passionate. He left and banged the front door behind him.

He was gone. But he was not giving up. And I didn't know if I should give up on us or not. I surely didn't want to but doing things the way I wanted this past month had bought me way too much pain tonight. No matter how hard I tried to wish and pray Harry and Naomi had never dated, nothing was going to change the fact that they had. I just had to live with it. But I was the only one about to lose two people instead of just one. I wondered if Naomi would forgive me or not, even if I didn't continue seeing Harry.

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Monday

I drove to school the next morning feeling awful in my stomach. I hadn't heard from Harry or Naomi after last night and I was more than terrified about seeing them in school. I just hoped neither of them had told anyone else about last night. I knew Harry wouldn't talk to anyone about it but Naomi was a different case. She liked that everyone in our group knew what was going on in her life and if she was in a bad mood, she didn't make any effort to hide it.

I walked slowly towards the big front yard of our school after parking my car. I didn't see Naomi's car anywhere. Maybe she was not even coming to school. Harry's car was already parked as I came but he wasn't outside. Naturally, my first class of the day included both of them in the same room with me. I just wanted to vanish from the face of the earth for good.

My shirt was itching me from my right rib and it annoyed me even more. It felt liked nothing was good. I went to sit to my usual spot but didn't see either Harry or Naomi inside the class room yet. Perrie and Eleanor were talking about something but I just said hi to them without joining the conversation. Liam looked at me and knew instantly that something was up. I just shook my head to him when he tried to open his mouth and ask me something. I didn't feel like talking to anyone, not even to him. Not now. I was too anxious to see Harry and Naomi.

Finally, just before our teacher came in, Harry came inside the class room. Seconds later, Naomi walked in too. If I didn't know better, I would have thought that they came together to school. But it was not possible.

To my surprise, Harry sat next to me, to his usual place. His perfume lingered slowly towards my nose and I closed my eyes as I inhaled the scent. I remembered it all too well from hugging him close to me whenever we were together. I felt an enormous emotional wave taking over me and I had to try my best to keep my shit together. I did not want to make an ass of myself by suddenly crying in the class room everyone watching me.

People started to gather their notebooks and course material from their bags and I followed suit. Great, I had forgot the book we used home and we were supposed to do some exercises from it this morning. I was about to tell the teacher and ask if I could get an extra copy to borrow when Harry tapped my arm.

"We can use mine. Here, let's keep it here." He said and placed the book in between us so we both could read from it. He looked beyond cute but also sad and tired. I just wanted to hug him.

"Thanks. I appreciate it." I sounded weird even to myself.

"Don't talk like that... Like we're strangers." He said shaking his head and looking down. Naomi was sitting opposite us a little bit further and I noticed her listening. "I fucking hate this. We need to talk." Harry then whispered to my ear. I could feel shivers going through my back, partially because of the fact that he was obviously not giving up, partially because Naomi's eyes were fixated at us.

"Not today. Mom's coming home and I need to clean. Tomorrow." I whispered back.

"Today, Gracie." Harry said loudly. Everyone turned to look at us. I could feel my cheeks turning red. Harry shrugged his shoulders, which made everyone turn back to their positions. Everyone except Naomi. She was now looking at me as if I disgusted her.

I went to sit with Liam at lunch and we told everyone not to join us at our table. My friends were already talking about the incident at the class this morning so this was nothing compared to that. They knew something was up by now. Funnily enough, none of them even knew me and Harry were dating in the first place.

Liam was shocked after hearing what had happened last night and was lost for words for once. He had spent so much time with me and Naomi that he knew her almost as well as me. And he knew this was bad.

"If you need anything, just tell me. To be fair, you need to talk with Harry again. He doesn't deserve this. And you love him, right?" Liam challenged me.

"Of course I do. But I will lose Naomi for good if I keep on seeing him." I explained.

"Still... I don't know. Just think very carefully, what you do. Things usually work out. Even if you don't believe they will. All I'm saying is that that boy is absolutely crazy in love with you."

I didn't see Naomi after lunch, since we had different classes and I was a bit relieved about it. The look in her eyes this morning had been awful. As if I was the biggest criminal in the whole world. Maybe I was. I got home around 4pm and cleaned the first floor of our house quickly. Mom had texted me that she would be home later in the evening. Suddenly, my phone started ringing and I thought it was mom again but no.

"I'm coming over now. I won't be long, but I need to do this." Harry said quickly and ended the call right after so I didn't have a chance to say anything back.

Almost ten minutes later, he was behind our door. I noticed he had walked since his car wasn't nowhere near. When I opened the door, it sounded like he had run. He stepped inside after I motioned him to come in. He shook his hair and then pushed it back like he sometimes did and I just wanted to freeze that moment forever. Breaking up with someone as adorable as him was terrifyingly hard.

"You don't need to say anything. But I do. I didn't sleep at all last night. I just couldn't. I kept on going over and over in my head everything that had happened between us since the day we met until last night. It makes perfect sense that we are facing a problem like this once again. Our whole relationship has been nothing but trouble. But you know why is that? Because we have a crazy connection between us. Because I feel like I can't get enough of you. Because you inspire me. Because I want to have you near for always. Because I love you. And I know you love me too, I know it. I understand she is your best friend, I get that. But she is also way over her head if she thinks you are doing something wrong here. I went out with her two times. God, I wish I hadn't considering where we are now. But I did, alright. But she can't stand between us, no matter how she thinks. And if she thinks you are betraying her or whatever, she needs to look in the mirror. It's not normal. Not after two dates. So... I love you Gracie and we are going to work this out. There is no other solution for this... For us." Harry talked fast and barely took breath in between.

I couldn't help but feel extreme love building inside me. I felt like collapsing from it because I couldn't believe anyone being that passionate about me ever in my life. It was the single most romantic moment in my tiny life and I wanted to savour it forever. I couldn't even cry, although I wanted to, but the tears just didn't fall. I was in total awe.

Harry looked at me, waiting for me to say something, anything. But I couldn't. He had said everything perfectly already. I threw my hands over his neck in one big motion and pressed my lips on his, my feet tip-toeing. I kissed him long and hard, my fingers tugging his thick brown hair and my hips pressed against him. Harry seemed a little surprised by my actions as it took him a few seconds to respond to my kiss and to place his arms around my back. But when he finally did, he responded with his whole body.

I felt like exploding with all kinds of feelings; I felt stupid for ever even thinking about breaking up with him. How could I possibly be that idiotic? This boy loved me more than I could describe and it seemed like he was willing to get me back in almost any way possible if I did break up with him. As we were kissing passionately, I realised I would never take love for granted. Especially love like this.

I started to feel more and more aroused by our kissing and tongues touching. I pulled away from Harry's face for a bit and looked into his eyes. They were burning with love and excitement just like I could feel mine were. I bit my lower lip unintentionally but realised immediately after what I had done as it was so not typical of me. But for some reason, I felt extremely confident and like the queen of everything at that moment. Like I could make him go even more crazy about me. And it felt good.

"Gracie, I love you... I love you." Harry said, obviously turned on by my lip biting. I placed my hands over his butt and pressed him closer to me only to feel his member hard against my thigh.

"I love you too." I responded and kissed his neck gently. His hand felt good in mine as I took it and started walking upstairs to my bedroom.

When we got to my room, I turned to face Harry and took my shirt off without saying anything. Harry's face was full of excitement and it was as if he really couldn't believe what was happening. I couldn't either; just a few hours ago I had seriously thought if I should end our relationship and now we were here, burning with love for each other.

I tilted my head to my side and started brushing my skin gently with my fingers, starting from my neck, then my collarbone, reaching my cleavage and then my ribs. I placed my hands to my jeans and looked at Harry.

"You have no idea what you are doing to me. I want you." Harry said with a thick voice and walked over to me. He started to unbutton my jeans immediately.

"Make love to me Harry," I whispered to his ear.

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