Chapter 30- Confession part 2

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There's a story behind every person. A reason why they are the way they are. Think about that before you judge someone.

R E V I S E D

***Abby's point of view***

"Harry, don't" I hugged him tightly to stop him. Looks like he won't hesitate on punishing Francis. "The truth is, I really really want to slap him. And if it is possible, I'd rather hire a serial killer to kill him. But, I thought about you. I will ruin you if I did that. I will ruin your reputation and people will hate you and the lads because of me."

"Do you want me to just stay silent even though he nearly raped you?" he asked breathing heavily.

"He wants you to lose your cool, Harry. He wanted you to lose in that kind of way. Just don't mind that jerk. Control your anger."

After a couple of minutes, he finally calmed down and hugged me back tightly. "I am sorry. I am just mad at myself. When I hired you, I just wanted to help you. I also want to spend more time with you. I want you to fall for me again. But I don't want to expose you in this kind of danger."

I caress his eyes that filled with so much concern. "I don't mind. And danger is always around us, yeah? And I'm not even scared."

"No. You still don't deserve this. I don't want Francis harassing you just to get into me. If I have to quit One D-----------------"

"Harry, you can't seriously do that!" I said. "Singing and performing is so much important to you." Harry have gone too far to quit. He can't back out now.

"You are important to me too."

I shook my head. "That's what Francis wants you to do. Turn tail and run. People around you are the most important thing. They also need you. Don't mind me. I can perfectly protect myself."

I looked up at him and a smile is playing on his

lips. "You are right. We still have one more day. Francis is the only one whose mad at me. The rest of the crew liked me. Or should I say loved me. I won't give up. Just stay beside me, Abby. Stay."

"Yes, I will, love."

He then leaned in and kissed me passionately. Butterflies were erupting in my stomach. Oh, God. How much I love this boy.

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