(Mary's P.O.V.)
As I reached my home, I opened the door and smiled to finally b home.
“I'm home!” I shouted but got no reply from Harry.
Well it was our daily ruitine now, me talking and him remaining slent. I grabbed the shopping bags and went up to mine and Harry's room. Opening the door, I saw the curly haired boy lying on the bed.
“Hey” I whispered and smiled.
I went to the closet and took out a tank top and grey sweatpants. I quickly stripped off my clothes and changed into the tanktop and the sweats. I tied my hair in a loose bun and went lied next to Harry. I rested my head on his chest and breathed in his scent as we both laid in silence.
“Zayn called today.. There's a party at Nialls and we are invited.” I spoke.
Still no reply. I was used to this now. I sighed and got up to grab the shopping bags and placed them on the bed.
“So I went for shopping today and look what I bought you” I said with a smile on my face.
I pulled out a black shirt with eagle drawn over it and showed it to him. Then I pulled our white dress and placed it on the bed.
“and this is for me” I spoke.
Tears threatened to fall as I got no reply from him. That incident had changed our lives. If I could, I would give up anything to go back in time and make things right.
“I'm hungry, and I guess you are too.. I'll go make something or us to eat” I said.
I needed an excuse to get away. I wanted to cry. I wanted this torture to end, which I had been facing for the past 1 year. Everything in my life was perfect apart of our relationship. I ran downstairs towards the kitchen where I sat and allowed tears to flow down from my eyes. I missed Harry. My Harry.

Notes

a short chapter! the next chapter would be flashback so yous can know what happened that night..
so whatcha think, what happened to harry? :)
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