Somewhere, Someday

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<A/N at end!>

Songs for the chapter:

Halo- Lotte Kestner cover

The Lucky One- Taylor Swift

Black Beauty- Lana Del Rey

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"I found a way to let you in,
But I'd never really had a doubt.
Standing in the light of your halo,
I've got my angel now."

At least thirty minutes passed before Harry had come back, fully dressed and ready to take me to work. He was wearing his usual black jeans and black t-shirt. With the fall and winter coming I could start seeing him wearing warm big sweaters or big coats.

Harry had his hand wrapped in mine so effortlessly, as if we had been together for years. I didn't mind it though; I welcomed the warmth of his hand that represented a promise to me. To us.

"Any idea what you're going to say to this lady?" I knew Harry was asking about how would tell Ms. Clemmings about the Josh situation. I didn't want to envolve her daughter sleeping with him. That secret was for Hannah to revel.

"Not exactly." I said letting a breath escape my mouth. "It's complicated. I don't want to tell her that her daughter slept with my boyfriend, but that's the foundation of the story." My mind was battling right now, and I didn't know which side I was on.

"You should tell her everything possible." I look over at Harry, and I notice that his gaze is focused on the road, as always. "She'll fire Josh, if she hears the whole story. How it happened and why it happened." Harry was right. I couldn't stop and think about people that have screwed me over anymore. I couldn't just please people anymore.

"What a messed up situation. I shouldn't have been so naive." Harry squeezes my hand and glances at me for a mere second. I know he feels bad that I got dragged into another crappy situation, but it's as if they are destined to happen to me.

"It's not your fault. It never was, and it never will be. Josh was just messed up, and even the events that happened before weren't your fault. Sarah all those events brought you to me." I smile at Harry's reasoning. Every bad event that ever happened, did bring me to him. And I can proudly say that all that pain was worth it for having this one happiness.

"You little optimist." I look over, and I see a smile spread across Harry's face. Maybe I really have only ever seen him truly happy when he's with me. I could be his one happiness that led him to love and trust again.

We drive the rest of the way in silence, and Harry never lets go of my hand. It's as if he's scared to lose me. I would understand his fear though, for I have the same exact one. Losing him would be like losing a piece of me.

We arrive at the bookstore, and Harry pulls into the parking lot. Once he's parked, he turns to me and kisses my lips. His hands lay on both sides of my face, and his lips are crashing onto mine.

"You know what you're doing, and you'll know what to say Sarah. You always do." My breathing was unsteady, and my heart was racing for this curly haired boy right next to me.

"I can do this then. It should be easy. I hope she'll be on my side. I just really need a job Harry." Harry places a gentle kiss to my forehead, and it starts to calm my nerves right away. Harry actions always had an affect on me.