Kennedy’s POV
Harry was absolutely amazing. We had been in Holmes for about three days so far and Harry and I were currently just walking around the neighborhoods hand in hand.

“Thank you,” I said, “I don’t know how many times I’ve said it but I am really thankful for this trip.”

Harry just smiled at me and kissed the back of my hand.

“I told Kenni that I’d do anything for you,” he said, “And I knew you wanted to come back here so I was going to make it happen for you.”

I just smiled as he pulled me in closer to his sides and I wrapped an arm around his waist and he had his arm around my shoulders. We were enjoying the comfortable silence between us when we walked into the town square and saw a group of kids we went to secondary school with sitting outside a pub that was new to me. As we walked up to the pub, the person outside of the door greeted Harry.

“Hey Haz,” the guys said.

“Hey Larry,” he said, “What’s with all the commotion about today?”

“Well it’s the first official day of fall break,” Larry said, “Hey Kennedy.”

“Hey Larry,” I smiled back at the guy who was always picked on his size.

“Mind if we go in then?” Harry asked and Larry frowned slightly and then looked apologetically to me.

“The owner doesn’t want her in the pub,” he said, “I’m really sorry Kennedy. I’m just doing my job. . .”

I smiled lightly at Larry I shook my head.

“I understand you’re just doing your job Larry,” I said, “And I’m not mad. Do you want to go in?”

I then looked over at Harry who looked torn.

“Harry go in,” I said, “I know you want to.”

“But you can’t. . .” he started but I lightly shook my head and kissed his cheek.

“Go in and see some old friends love,” I said, “I’ll be back in the guest house when you come home. I’ll be fine. I trust you okay?”

“You’re the best you know that,” he grinned kissing me.

“I know,” I giggled, “Now go have some fun.”

I then pushed him lightly in the way of the door, and he turned around before he headed inside. I said goodbye to Larry and then decided to head down to the café that was known for making the best coffee in town. I walked in and walked up to the counter to order.

“How can I help you?” an older woman smiled at me.

“I’ll have a cinnamon spiced latte please,” I smiled pulling out some money to pay for my drink.

She took my money and then handed me my change and she went to make my drink. I was waiting for my drink when my cell phone started ringing and I saw Andrea’s picture pop up. I quickly answered it and thanked the barista for making my drink.

“Hello,” I said.

“So how’s visiting back home?” Andrea asked and I smiled.

“It’s actually going pretty well,” I said, “I’ve seen and caught up with a few of my old friends and spent a lot of time with Harry. It’s been the best vacation I’ve ever had.”

“Even better than when my family took you to Hawaii?” she asked.

“Yes even better than that,” I laughed as she whistled.

“You and Harry must have sex every night if you’re enjoying yourself that much,” she said and I felt myself blush profusely at Andrea’s words.

“You’re the worst,” I said and she just laughed at me.

“But on a serious note you’re enjoying yourself,” she said and I smiled at the worry in her voice.

“Yes I am,” I said, “I’m kind of sad we’re leaving on Sunday.”

She then laughed as I walked into the guest house that Anne and Robin were letting Harry and I use while here.

“You always enjoy doing nothing,” she giggled.

“Who doesn’t?” I asked and she just laughed even more.

“Well hey I’m going to let you go and relax,” she said, “Call me when you leave so I know that you guys are on your way back to London.”

“Okay I will,” I said, “Be good Andrea.”

“Always sweet cheeks,” Andrea said and I just laughed and hung up the phone.

I then looked over at my luggage to see that Eleanor packed me a few books and I smiled. Eleanor was the second best friend I had. She knew me just as well as Andrea so I wasn’t surprised when Harry asked for her help too. I picked out one of the books she packed me and curled up next to the fire I started and started reading the book. I was about halfway through my book when my cell phone buzzed and I looked to see a text from an unfamiliar number. I quickly opened the text to drop the phone back on the rug. I quickly picked my cell phone back up to see something I thought would never happen. There Harry was kissing the blonde that tormented me the most in school. He was kissing Hayley Glaser and everyone was cheering him on. I set the phone down on the ground and slowly felt my heart break and the tears fall down my face. I was so shocked that I couldn’t even move from my spot on the ground. I couldn’t believe that Harry would do this to me. Was I not good enough? Did I not show him enough attention? I had all these negative questions running through my head before the words that Beau would always tell me came swarming back at a full force I wasn’t ready for.

You’re not pretty enough Kennedy. I heard his voice taunt.

No one will ever love you like me. You’re just British trash. I’m the only one who’s going to put up with you and dumbass. his voice continued.

I don’t know how long I sat there but I knew it was a while before I decided to get up off the floor and I went to go take a shower. Once I was done, I walked into the spare bedroom and curled up into a ball and let the tears flow. I don’t know if I fell asleep but I brought back to reality to hear a frantic Harry calling out my name. I didn’t move and I just closed my eyes, I didn’t want to talk to him drunk about this but I knew I couldn’t hide the fact that I had been crying all night. I heard Harry’s feet and he pushed open the door and switched on the light switch.

“Kenni. . .” he started with a happy tone but it quickly changed when he saw me curled up in a ball, “What’s wrong?”

When I didn’t answer him, I felt his warm hand wrap around my shoulder and pull me to face him. When his eyes met mine, he immediately looked concerned.

“What’s wrong?” he asked quietly.

I could feel the alcohol on his breath and I took a deep breath.

“Did you enjoy kissing Hayley?” I asked quietly and I had the courage to look up at him and his face paled.

I sighed quietly and stood up to go grab my things to move them back into this room.

“Kenni,” he said and I turned to look at him, “I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright Harry,” I whispered as the tears came back, “I knew it wasn’t real for you. I just hoped that you weren’t doing this for me.”

I then spun around and went to go grab my things as my tears and hear break were the only things that I had left with me from this vacation.

Notes

So please don't hate me completely.

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