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Harry POV

I'm laying on Sadie's bed looking up at the ceiling. She's talking about how Todd forgot their anniversary.

"We've been together for 2 years now!" She exclaims. "Harry, are you even listening?"

"Sadly so." She swats my chest. Sadie plops down next to me. She lets out a loud sigh.

"Ever since you've been texting that girl you've been totally distant from me." Sadie says, looking at me.

"What girl?" I chuckle.

"Um," She pauses, thinking. "April." I bite my lip. How did she see that?

"She's just a friend."

"But you're my best friend, and it seems like all you want to do is text her. Who even is she?"

"A friend of my sisters." I come up with quickly.

"Do you like her? Is she pretty?"

"She's beautiful." I find myself saying aloud. "But like a friend beautiful. I don't like her like that, Sadie." I look to her. A smile curved on her lips.

"You said she was beautiful." She smiles. "I'm happy for you, Haz. I'm glad you found someone since Lily." I bite down on my jaw, and sit up. I hate when people bring up Lily. My Mom has been lately.

"I should get going." I murmur. 

"It's only three." Sadie says with furrowed eyebrows. "I didn't know she was still a sensitive topic, I'm sorry."

Loud laughing come from downstairs making it fall silent between Sadie and I. Her eyes roll. "Don't mind that. It's my stupid sister and her loser friends."

My instinct is to defend May and I'm assuming Adam. But, I don't want Sadie to think anything.

"I'll uh text you later." I say, slipping on my jacket.

"You're actually leaving? Harry, I thought since it's been two years you wouldn't still be defensive about Lily. I'm sorry, I am."

"I have AP work to finish up anyways." I mutter lowly. I close the door behind me and head downstairs. I walk into the kitchen to say hi to May.

"Hello." I offer softly to them. Adam and May are making something to eat.

"Hi." May says, a smile on her lips. "leaving?"

"Yeah, I have AP homework to do." I say. "Hi Adam."

"I wasn't sure if you noticed me." He says making me chuckle.

"Uh, I'll text you later."

"Will do." May's hair is in a messy bun. She's wearing her typical black leggings and a black V neck.

***

Half way into my work I decide to text May. I change her contact name from April to May. That's funny. April, May, like the months.

Me: hey(:

May: hola

Me: you speak spanish?

May: yeah

May: it's the language I took, and french

May: bc i got no life

Me: (: I'm taking french

May: wow

May: super cool

Me: fuck you

May: come over, i wanna binge watch Dexterrrr

Me: now?

May: yes harold

Me: Sadie is home though :/

May: i have a ladder outside my window :p

Me: okay i'll be over in 15

May: i'll make popcorn

May: how many bags?

Me: you bought more?

May: ofc, for times like this

Me: haha 3 bags?

May: will do

May: text me when you're at my window

Me: okay :p

Looking back at that text, the smiley face looks stupid. I close my textbook and put on my shoes. I look at myself in the mirror and fix my hair. I guess I look fine.

Wait, why am I checking the way I look? I'm just hanging out with May.

I head downstairs. "Harry, come set up the table!" My Mothers voice calls. I head over to her. "Where are you going?"

"Is it okay if I skip out on dinner?"

"Are you going out with that girl?" A smile on her lips.

"Yes Mom, but she's only a friend." I say, again.

"Uhuh. Have fun." She smiles.

***

"Fuck I forgot the remotes." May shrugs as we're both seated on her bed. I love hearing her swear. She doesn't do it much. She gets off her bed and my eyes stare at her butt.

I snap out of staring and look to the TV that's being turned on. Why the fuck did I just do that?

"What time is your Mom going to be home?"

"Next week." My eyes widen. "b-business crap."

"Before you start the show, can I ask you something?" I ask May who is putting popcorn in her mouth.

"S-Sure."

"How did the bullying start?" I ask. Her face falls and she bites her lip.

"It uh, started i-in the sixth grade." She says. "I started to develop m-more uh, anxiety problems so the stutter formed more. Before it was like a um, stammer. So, kids just started picking on me every now and then. It got worse o-over the y-years. It didn't help that Sadie started picking on me in-in front of her friends who started, then their friends started, so forth.

"I'm sorry." She just bites her lip again and hits play on the TV.

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"May, I'm leaving for the party! If Mom calls say I'm at Sarah's!" Sadie yells.

"Okay!" May shouts back. Her eyes roll, then she looks to me. "Why aren't you going to the party?"

"I was, but I'm here." She chuckles.

"If you want to go, you can." May says looking at me.

"No, I want to stay." I do, I'd rather not go to a party and see Karen. Plus, I like being with May.

"Go hangout with your friends Harry, you don't have to stay because you feel bad for going. I understand."

"May, hit play on the TV." I look to her.

"Okay." She does and sinks back on her bed. Her shirt rises a bit on her stomach and her hair falls to her chest.

I take my eyes off of her and look back to the TV where Dexter is killing someone.

The popcorn has been finished since the second episode we watched. We're almost done a season now.

"May, have you ever been to a high school party?"

"You can go if you'd like." She laughs.

"I don't want too, I'm just curious."

"No I haven't, why?" She answers, glancing at me. May pauses the TV show.

"Because I'm curious about you."

"And you wanted to k-know that?"

"Yes." Amongst other things.

"That's odd, b-but okay." She snickers gently. Small crinkles form at the end of her lips making it hard not to look at. "Is t-there something on my mouth?" She asks worriedly.

"N-no, why?" I ask.

"You're starting a-at my mouth and I thought it was because I had like crap there. Anyways, you know enough about me. What about you? I know nothing."

"What do you want to know?"

"Uh," she pauses. "Any sisters or brothers?"

"One older sister named Gemma. She's in college." May nods, bitting her lip.

"Parents divorced?"

"Nope."

"Uh," She pauses. "Ever smoked weed?"

"No." She laughs.

"That's hard to believe."

"How so?" I ask.

"You just look like someone who would've tried it."

"Have you?"

"Nope. I-I never smoked o-or drank before." She admits.

"When I go to a party, I'll have two beers and that's it. I don't get shit faced drunk like most."

"Exciting." Her eyes glisten. "I can't think of anything else." I'm glad she didn't ask if I've ever been in love, then I'd have to some-what explain Lily, and I'd rather not.

Her fingers pinch her bottom lip making me pick at my fingers. What the fuck is wrong with me?

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