Chapter Eleven

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Peter's POV

That evening we fought, I managed to leave the town.
It was because of my aunt May, That saw my state. I couldn't stop crying.
Thought I already finished school, I listened to her, and moved. From the town.

To the other side. I am the drama making one. I think I overdid it a bit.

Almost every night I cried. I never picked any call from Harry, that made him stop calling me after, like a week of trying.

I sigh. I'm in New York.
Even if I seem smiley and happy, every night, I couldn't stop thinking about The way Harry looked when I was about to run.
I think that all was from panic and total confusion we were in. I need to apologize.... Someday.

I sigh and lay to my bed.

And I got a work. A shop assistant.
Great isn't it?
I sigh.
I am unlucky in life.

New York is a big city and I was sure.

It went quickly, two weeks, three, a month with being an assistant and being bored in my apartment. And of course, thinking about call Harry back and apologize finally, but, I was shaken and afraid.

I wasn't even looking at the costumers.

Until once.

I sigh and look at my boss that was looking at me like he was gonna kill me.

“Parker!”

“Yes sir?”

“Costumer!”

“I'm running”

I put the things down and walk quickly to the pult, as I said, I'm not looking at people.

“You wish?”

“Do you stock cable ties?”

My heart skips a beat, immediately when I hear the voice.
I look up and gasp.

“H-Harry!”

“Peter,”

My eyes fill with tears.
I missed him so much. So so much, that I just really wanted to hug him.

“What... What are you doing here??” I ask, still shocked.

“I went for a cable ties.” he giggles.

I giggle too and clean my throat.

“O-Oh sure..” I gulp and walk past the pult, leading Harry to where it was. This is kinda embarrassing, he catched me being a shop assistant.
After entire month.

I look at him, and he also looks like he was gonna apologize.

I hug him hard.

“I'm sorry” I say And then he smiles.

“Harry I... I want to--”

“What about a dinner tonight?”

“A dinner?”

“Just so we could talk. Please.”

“Okay then... I'll go to the dinner with you.” I smile

Harry smiles and gives me the money. He rubs my Hair and kisses it.

“See you tonight”

“S-See you” I whisper. And stay standing and watching him.

What just happened?

After month I finally apologized.

If this was a love story, it was gonna be terrible.

Peter thought.

[Shorter one, I'm sorry.]

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