Neighbors

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Quinn POV

After I asked my question that caused my hands to sweat and my eyes sting, he doesn't answer right away. This makes me think the worst. 

"No," He says after a semi long pause. "I'm not breaking up with you. If we were to break up, you should be the one who says it, not me." 

"Are you hinting that you want me to say it?" I ask with a raised eyebrow.

"Do you want to break up?" Harry asks me. 

"Of course not," I say instantly. "I love you, and you're really the only person I have left in my life who I know I can go to whenever. I don't want to lose you." 

Harry's bottom lip fits in between his front teeth, like he's holding back what he wants to say. "Next month we graduate," He brings up. "What will happen then?"

"We're going to go to the same college." I answer simply.

"What if you get into Harvard?" Harry asks me. 

"I'm not worried about Harvard." I tell him. 

"Quinn, if you get accepted you have to go. Not every person gets that opportunity." He says while making eye contact with me. 

"I can get the same education here as I will there. I'll be saving my Dad money. I don't care about going there because I want to be with you." I say to Harry while moving closer towards his body.

"I want to be with you too, but when we first started to talk, you would always talk about Harvard. You're telling me that dream of yours went away magically?" He asks.

"No--but I'd rather be with you." I repeat.

"And I'd rather you do accomplish everything you set your mind to Quinn." He says to me. 

"It's my choice where I go. And I choose to stay here." I say.

"You're choosing to stay for the wrong reason though," Harry says in a softer tone. His eyes break contact with mine and he looks straight towards the city skyline. "If you get accepted, I want you to go."

The truth is I did get accepted. 

I got the letter yesterday. 

I haven't told anyone because it still hasn't sank in that I got into my dream school. 

I look forward and fiddle with my fingers. I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to go. But the only thing I want is to be with Harry. 

"This conversation isn't about college right now. It's about if we're breaking up or not." I say, changing to topic back to it's main purpose.

"We're going to have this talk anyways Quinn," Harry says truthfully. "We might as well have it now."

"What if I do two years here, two years at Harvard?" I come up with.

Harry looks back over at me and taps his fingers against the bed of his truck. "Either way we're going to have to do long distance." He tells me.

"At least we'll make our relationship stronger before I leave." I come up with.

"So I assume you got accepted?" Harry asks, which only makes my cheeks heat intensely. I drop my eyes to my lap and sigh.

"Y-Yeah." I say through a stammer. 

Harry stays quiet which makes my heart race. I look back over at him and see he's staring at me with a gentle expression. 

"Wow," He says with a twitching smile. "You must be proud, right?" 

"I mean," I pause, shrugging my shoulders. "It's mind blowing that I got in, but besides that I just haven't been thinking about it much." 

It falls silent between us which makes me worry about what he's thinking about. "What do you truly want to do Quinn?" Harry asks me. "And me honest please. Don't tell me what you think I may want."

"I want to be with you the rest of my life," I say honestly. "And relationships are about compromises and if me staying here for two years and going to Harvard for the other two or how many other years assures that we'll be good, then I'm okay with it. I'm more than okay with it. I get you and I get to go to my dream school." 

"I don't even know if I got accepted to any school," He says. "And even if I do, I can't afford it unless I magically get a scholarship."

"Don't doubt yourself Harry," I scold. "You're not dumb." 

"I'm a low B student Quinn," He says with a chuckle. "And I cheat on every test I take." 

I bite my lower by his words and shake my head. "Okay, but that doesn't mean a college won't accept you. You can go to community for two years." I come up with.

"I don't even know what I want to do with my life," He admits to me. "I'll probably just go to a trade school and be a mechanic like my Dad." 

"There isn't anything wrong with that." I tell him. 

"It sounds stupid that my girlfriend is going to Harvard and I'm going to be a mechanic." Harry says bluntly.

"Stop making yourself seem like your possible future job is terrible," I scold. "You have time to think about what you want to be." 

"I have one month," Harry snickers. "Anyways, you do what you want to do Quinn. I can't convince you otherwise." 

"What's that supposed to mean?" I ask with narrowing eyebrows.

"If you want to do two years here first then transfer, do it. I can't stop you." 

"Do you want to be with me?" I ask.

"Of course," Harry answers while looking over at me. "I just don't want you to regret anything." 

I grab his hand and intertwine our fingers together. "I'm not going to regret anything Harry." I say seriously. 

"Okay." He says while stroking my knuckles with his thumb. 

"So, we're good? We're still together?" I ask, clarifying.

"Yes," He says, answering my question. 

I smile softly and lean up and kiss his cheek. His strong arms wrap around me and I hug back instantly. My head nuzzles against his chest and I close my eyes. My grip on him is tight and secure. 

All I needed was to be in his arms if I'm being honest. Considering everything that's been going on in my life I needed that feeling of love.

"I love you so much Quinn." Harry says against me. His fingers run through my hair slowly.

"I love you more." I mumble back, 

We spend a good few more minutes just embracing each other.

A://N

about four or five chapters left of this book!!!

if this gets 50 comments i'll update again :)

~lauren