~*Chapter 87*~

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The next morning, bright and early, I scramble around Harry's room, gathering my things to take a shower.
"I'm coming with you," he groans, but I laugh.
"No, you're not. You know it's only six a.m., right? What happened to your seven-thirty rule?" I tease and grab my bag.
"I am going to walk you there." I love his raspy morning voice.
"Walk me where? To the bathroom?" I scoff as he rolls out of bed. "I'm a big boy. I can walk myself down the hall."

"You're doing an amazing job at listening to me so far." He rolls his eyes, but I see the amusement in them.
"Fine, Daddy, walk me to the bathroom," I whine playfully. I have no intention of listening to him, but I decide to humor him for the moment.
Hardin raises his eyebrow and smirks. "Don't call me that again, or I'll have to take you back to bed." He winks and I hurry out of the room before I am too tempted to stay.
He follows behind me and sits on the toilet while I shower. "You're going to have to take my car," he says, which utterly surprises me. "I'll get a ride to campus to grab yours so I can go over to the apartment."
I didn't think about any of this last night, which further shocks me, since I usually plan everything out so well. "You're going to let me drive your car?" I gape.

"Yeah. However, if you wreck it don't bother coming back," he says.
Part of me knows he is somewhat serious. But I laugh and say, "I should be worried about you wrecking mine!"
He tries to open the curtain, but I pull it closed again and hear him chuckle. "Just think, babe, after today you'll be in your own shower every morning." His voice carries over the water as I rinse the shampoo from my hair.
"I don't think it will really hit me until we are actually there."
"Wait until you see it, you will love it," he says.
"Does anyone know that you are getting an apartment?" I ask. I already know the answer."

"No, why would they need to know?"
"They don't, I was just wondering."
The faucet creaks as I shut the water off. Harry holds a towel open for me as I step out and wraps it around my soaked body.
"I know you well enough to know that you think I'm hiding the fact that we're moving in together from my friends," he says.
He's not wrong. "Well, it does seem a little odd that you're moving out of here but no one knows."
"That isn't because of you—it's because I don't want to hear their shit about dropping out of the fraternity. I will tell them all—even Molly—after we move in." He smiles and wraps his arms around my shoulders."

"I want to be the one to tell Molly." I laugh and hug him back.
"Deal."
After multiple attempts to keep Harry's hands off me as I get ready, he hands me the keys to his car and I leave. The moment I get in the car my phone vibrates."

Be careful. I love you, the text reads.
I will. You be careful in my car :) I love you. xo
I can't wait to see you again. Meet me at five. Your crap car will be fine.
You should watch what you say or I may accidently hit a parking median in yours.
I smile to myself as I send my reply.
Stop pestering me and go to work before I come down there and peel that suit off you.
As appealing as that sounds, I put my phone back onto the passenger seat and start the car. The engine gently purrs to life, unlike the loud roar of mine. For a classic car it drives much smoother than mine,he really takes care of it. When I turn onto the freeway my phone rings.

"Jesus, you can't go twenty minutes without me?" I laugh into the phone.
"Louis?" a male voice says. Elijah.
I pull my phone away from my ear and look at my screen to confirm my horror.
"Um... sorry, I thought..." I stammer.
"You thought it was him... I know," he says. His voice is sad and not at all hateful.
"I'm sorry." I don't deny it.
"S'okay," he says.
"So..." I'm not sure what to say.
"I saw your mom yesterday."
"Oh." The pain from Elijah sorrow-filled voice and the reminder of my mother's hatred for me causes my chest to ache.
"Yeah... she's pretty pissed at you."
"I know... she threatened to stop helping me with college."
"She'll get over this, I know she will. She's just hurt," he says."

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