Absence Makes The Heart Grow Fonder

by ellestories

One Direction heart-throb Harry Style, just met Rosalie; an aspiring fashion designer with whom they immediately hit it off, their worlds turned upside down in the midst of it all. A story of friendship, true love and denial. Will their friendship last, or will love and lust take over?

32. Chapter 32

Chapter 32.

HARRY'S P.O.V:

"Are you sure you're making the right decision?" Louis asked, sipping his cup of tea analysing as I scoffed down my breakfast.
"Yes. Caroline's my girlfriend, you'd do anything to keep your relationship with Eleanor right?" I asked. He nodded and frowned.
"I just... Rose is my good friend too.. and I don't want to make her feel..." he mumbled.

I placed my fork on my plate and wiped my mouth. I sighed and ran my fingers through the endless curls. I bit my lip; I knew what he was trying to come across. I know him and the boys plus Eleanor & Danielle wanted to keep in close contact with Rose because well, they all love her a lot. They've all formed a different relationship with her, and although it would most likely hurt if I knew they hung out with her, I didn't have control of Rose.

"You are her friend, you're obliged to see and talk to her as much as you want. So are Eleanor and the rest of the boys. Don't worry." I stuttered, a slight sting escaping from my mouth. I was more jealous and upset that I had to sacrifice her and everyone else didn't understand the position I was put in.
"And you're sure?" he asked again.
"I'm sure.." I sighed, placing my plate in the dishwasher and walking off,.

I could still feel Louis' eyes burning through my back as I walked back to my room. I opened my door and my bedroom looked lifeless. The curtains weren't open, my bed sheets were messy and all shades of grey. There was a table filled with overnight snacks and drinks and my floor was just of discarded old tee-shirts and jeans. I fell on my bed with my legs falling off the sides and facing the ceiling. Letting my mind wonder here and there... I wanted to clear my head, and I tried anything possible too but it just gets so hard to go to sleep when a billion things are running through your mind. Tour pressures, relationship problems, friendship problems, the constant media attention, countless hours of rehearsals... it's just so challenging sometimes and my personal life is slowly catching up with my career. Just as I was going to turn on the tv, my standard mobile ring tone went off as I tried to find it. Fuck, I need to clean my room. I scrimmaged through dirty clothes and searched under bed sheets to go closer to the ringing sound. It was eventually in a pocket of jeans in my bag as I puffed and grabbed it, nearly missing the call. It was Caroline.

"Hell...lo?" I puffed out, my arms throbbing from my rapid search.
"H..Harry?" a soft murmur went through.
"Hey babe.." I smiled, relieved to hear her voice again.
"I got your text. Thank you." she replied, sensing a smile on her face. I didn't know what to say, do I say 'you're welcome, putting me in this situation was really no biggie' or do I say, 'oh it was easy to choose'. I wasn't thankful for what she made me do but I guess I was glad that I could focus on one girl. "Have you told her yet?" she replied, breaking the silence.
"No, I haven't. I was planning to do it today though..." I softly whispered, it killed me that I had to say it.
"Do you know what to say?"
"No, I mean what do you say to someone that you can't see them anymore huh?" I replied back with my attitude lashing at her.
"Well I'm sorry alright, but you knew our relationship wouldn't work if you were still her best FRIEND" She shouted back.
"I don't want to HURT her, this isn't me, this isn't right."
"I'm sorry Harry I just... I don't want to risk us." She murmured, her vulnerability was easily sensed.
"I understand babe, I'm just stressful you know."
"I'm sorry, after this it'll be you and me. It'll be fine."
"I hope so." I replied.

We ended up talking for a few minutes, our conversation was still rusty but we were getting there. I could obviously still feel the tension but I guess we started to flow and we both get along so I know we'll be normal in no time. At the end she said that she loved me but for some reason I stopped, my lips were dry...my tongue wouldn't move. It was just weird, like I've told her I loved her but I never told her I was in love with her, there's a difference. But she hasn't done the same. I got changed in simple jeans and a sweater and placed on some boots. I wiped my messy hair out of my face and got my car keys and my phone and shoved it down my pockets. I went out of my bedroom and went to grab a water bottle out of the fridge. As I closed it, Louis' face suddenly appeared next to the fringe which scared the shit out of me.

"Fuck, Louis. You scared me.." I puffed.
"Sorry , I'm just, are you sure you're doing the right thing?" He asked with much concern. He was never this serious.
"Yes, I think. I'm doing this to save my relationship Lou. Please respect that."
"I don't want you to get hurt."
"You mean you don't want Rose to get hurt." I noticed he immediately cringed at my lash back.
"You know I don't mean that.."
"But you're implying that. Lou, just... just believe me. I'll be fine, Rose will understand. I just need this to get over and sustain my relationship. Please."
"Just...Just wait, hear me out." Louis argued, holding on my arms, gripping them tightly, not allowing any access for me to leave the door.

"Harry, can't you see this is wrong. You're going to be hurting your best friend and I understand you're trying to save your relationship but Rose has been here for you since day 1. Please look at the negatives in this; I don't want either of you to get hurt. You know how much we've all grown fond of Rose and it's because of you. I just don't want to be placed in the middle of this, none of us do. Just, please, think and make the right decision." Louis explained.

I stared at him, for a good 10 seconds. What he said, he was right but my mind was telling me to ignore it...if I didn't let go of Rose than I'd lose my girlfriend. I don't give 2 shits about what people say about Caroline, she's my girlfriend. She has been there for me since day 1 and if people were to really see how I and she are together than they'd respect that. Yes Rose made me happy, but so did Caroline. Losing Caroline would hurt much more if I lost Rose. It's mean, but that's what I think. I'd rather stick with something until I know how long it'll last for. And this was my decision, and I'm sticking to it.

"Just.. let me go Louis. Please." I groaned, tugging his grip off my arms.
"Seriously Harry, just remember I told you so." Louis shouted as I gripped on the door knob.
"I'll be fine Lou, just let me be.." I muttered as I stormed out of the door.

I ran my fingers through my hair with frustrations; I hated arguing with Lou, with all the boys. I'm just hot-headed at the moment and my stomach was feeling sick. My plan was to pop by Rose's place and hopefully her aunt wasn't home. I'm going to tell her and talk to her and then go. I went into my Range Rover and sat there with the engine turned off. I placed my head hard on the rest head and sighed in frustration. I had no idea what to say.

"Fuck.." I breathed out, trying to stop myself from tearing up. I need to get this over and done with. I started my engine and drove in the rain, thinking of things that I thought were appropriate to say. I stopped at a red light and decided to call Rose to see if she was at home. I'm stupid, I should have done that before than just go to her place. I decided to park on the side road and got my phone to call her.

"Hellooo?" A lovely voice charmed in, her Australian accent suddenly sounded new to me.
"Hey Rose?" I asked.
"Hello Harry! How are you? It's been so long!" She chuckled merrily. She's making this so hard.
"Hi Rose, yeah it has I was just wondering if I can pop by for a little bit." I replied half-heartedly.
"Oh yeah sure, Amy isn't home so pop by anytime you like. See you soon!" She giggled, she hung up and I threw my phone on the passenger seat.

This is going to be hard. So hard, just her happy, bubbly personality makes this whole situation almost impossible to get through but I needed to stick with my decision. I needed to let go any of this weird, sick, lovey-dovey feelings that have been inside of me for the past few weeks. I needed to be a proper boyfriend to my proper girlfriend and I needed to sort my priorities first. Harry, stop being a pussy and get it over and done with. I stopped in front of her home but I didn't move... I hesitated. I sat there for a few minutes and finally got the courage to get out of the car. As I stepped out, suddenly all these memories flew through my mind. The day when I came over to have a movie marathon with her, or one time I came over and cried to her about Caroline or that one time we attempted to make cupcakes but failed miserably. I could feel my stomach churning and my eyes getting watery but I snapped out of it. I had to.

I knocked on her door and waited for a few minutes until I saw her head pop out as she opened the door. She looked effortlessly beautiful, she was dressed casually in grey sweat pants, ugg boots a cropped white v-neck which exposed her toned, slim stomach. Seriously, does she have to dress like this... She had no makeup on but her hair was loosely curled as she always does. She gave me a welcoming hug and invited me in; her home still gave me a warm presence every time I walked in. I sat on her lounge car as she followed and sat opposite me.

"Would you like something to drink?" She asked.
"Um yes please, water should do.." I said.
"Ok, water coming right up!" She smiled, it soothed me... it always did. I sat uncomfortably on her lounge chair; in a few minutes I'm going to hurt this girl. "So, why are you suddenly all quiet curly? You're never like this..." she chuckled from the kitchen.
"Yeah, just a bit stressful... tours, everything really."
"How's that going though, your rehearsals improved?"
"Yeah it has, it's gone really well after your mini inspirational speech. Haha, but it's becoming really fun now."
"That's fantastic to hear, I can't wait to come to one of your concerts." She smiled as she laid a cup in front of me

I frowned as she mentioned about the concerts, after this, would she even come to one? But one thing made me smile, she genuinely cared about my day, she cared about what was happening in my life, she cared about my career, she cared about me.

"You're looking a bit uncomfortable there..." she frowned.
"Sorry...it's... just, there's something I need to get off my chest..." I mumbled as I looked down at the floor, she knew me too well.
"Well... I'm here, you can say it."
"I...I...I need to tell you something."
"... Yeah, you know you can tell me anything; go ahead."
"I don't know... how to say it... I'm just...I'm so sorry and I...I..."
"-Harry, you're scaring me. What is it." She said.
"I...I can't see you anymore.." I stuttered out, I couldn't even look into her eye, I was a coward.
"Ha... nice joke... seriously though." She chuckled, I frowned. It broke my heart, it truly did. "Harry... tell me this is a joke.." she blurted out.
"It's... not... I can't see you anymore." I replied, I could feel the tension between us already.

I finally got the balls to look at her, but her bubbly aurora and her sparkle in her eye disappeared. Her eyes were starting to cry as it glistened in tears. She pouted her lips in; as though she was struggling to stop herself from crying. I could hear her nose sniffing as she placed a strand of hair behind her ear and sat there uncomfortably.

"Why..." she managed to say, her voice trembling.
"It's... complicated" I sighed out.
"What do you mean it's complicated, there has to be a reason you're doing this." She replied harshly.
"It's...just... something led to this, and I needed to do this."
"Is it me, is it my personality is it anything that made you hate me?!"
"I don't hate you Rose... there's nothing wrong with you."
"Then why can't you see me anymore.."
"Because. Rose. I... people, ok, people."
"Caroline?" she frowned, and I didn't want to answer.
"No..."
"You're lying, there's something about her. I know she doesn't like me."
"Just leave it. Ok. Don't bring her up." I shouted

I snarled in anger as finally all the things that were building up in me, the anger, the stress, the pressure suddenly busted out. But I didn't want it to, but I couldn't control it, I was mad. I was angry, not at Rose... but myself. Rose looked shocked, her smile was gone.

"THEN WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME." She screamed.
"BECAUSE. BECAUSE YOU... ARE BLOCKING ME TO MOVE ON WITH MY LIFE." I screamed back.
"EXCUSE ME?! ME, WHAT HAVE I FUCKING DONE TO PREVENT YOU FROM MOVING ON. I HELPED YOU, I WAS THERE FOR YOU." She stood up.
"I KNOW OK, BUT YOU'VE BEEN THERE FOR ME ENOUGH. I NEED FUCKING SPACE. WE CAN' CONTACT EACH OTHER, THESE MIXED FEELINGS I'M GETTING FROM IT ALL IS RISKING MY FEELINGS AND I HAVE TO LET YOU GO." I stood up also screaming at her.
"REALLY? FOR EVERYTHING I'VE BEEN THROUGH FOR YOU, YOU'RE STILL WILLING TO LET ME GO."
"WELL, You told me to be there for Caroline, you told me to give her things she asks of me. Well she asked me to let you go." I confessed, not telling her the actual truth of that I got the opportunity to choose.
"THAT'S RIDICULOUS, AND WHAT'S THE MOST CRAZY THING IS THAT YOU AGREED.. YOU ACTUALLY AGREED." She cried, tears falling down her cheeks.
"IT'S BETTER FOR US, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT I'VE BEEN THROUGH."
"I HAVEN'T TALKED OR HEARD OF YOU FOR WEEKS AND YOU COME HERE SAYING YOU CAN'T BE A FRIEND ANYMORE?"
"ROSE, JUST... LISTEN OK. I'M SORRY, I DON'T MEAN TO HURT YOU I JUST CAN'T BE THE BEST FRIEND YOU NEED RIGHT NOW."
"A bestfriend wouldn't do this..."
"AND I'M SORRY, PLEASE, JUST... I ... I need to stop seeing you for the sake of my relatio-"
"-Get out."
"What?"

"GET OUT HARRY, GET OUT. DON'T TALK TO ME, BECAUSE THIS IS WHAT YOU WANT ISN'T IT?!" She shouted, shoving me to the door, it broke my heart as her eyes were red and puffy and the tears were endlessly falling off her face. She couldn't look at me and bit her lip, struggling to stop herself from crying. I had tears in my face too.

"Actually, before you go. Here's your stupid birthday present, early happy birthday..." she mumbled as she shoved a massive bag against my chest. I clutched on to it, my mouth suddenly dry and I couldn't answer back. I didn't want to fight back, she was right. As I finally took a step out the door, I looked at her as she looked at me. Her eyes were dead, I could tell I broke her, I hurt her. She looked at me sadly and shut the door in front of me. I had an urge to knock on her door and apologise but I couldn't move, I was just as hurt as she was. I was never this person. I paused and I could hear her sobbing behind the door, her crying haunted and distraught me. It took me back to the night I heard her crying because of George, and now she's crying because of me.

I walked back to the car, wiping my tears away. I ran back to the car and sighed out, banging my fists on the steering wheel. What have I just done? I started crying, crying my eyes out. I felt so alone, felt so fragile because no one was there to help me. I did this, I was the one that had every opportunity to prevent this but I didn't. I chose the easy way out but it proved immensely hard in the end. I grabbed the gift bag Rose gave me and I noticed it was in an elegant bag that had a bowtie cheekily attached on it. I ripped it open in pain and took the card out.

To: Harry Styles.
Happy birthday curly! I wish you all the best in the future, and you deserve absolute happiness and success in the world. I know you and the boys will absolutely smash the tours and the countless ones you do in the future. Thanks for being a great friend, you've brought so much happiness in my life and you've been there for me through hardships. I honestly couldn't ask for a better best friend than you, and I'm so glad that I travelled half way across the world to begin a new life and somehow fate brought me to you. Happy birthday to where you will have more testosterone and a deeper voice (if that is even possible.) Love to you my favourite mop of curls, from your weird Australian kangaroo girl hehe xx

The card just did it. It made me cry, so bad. I didn't deserve this, I didn't deserve her. I went to look into the bag and I discovered a navy slim blazer that I liked instantly, and I knew she knew that I would like this. I loved it. As I reached deeper I felt a hard rectangular object in my fingers. I grabbed it out and it was a rectangular, wooden picture frame with an image of us when we were in Australia at the city. It was one of my favourite photos; we were smiling as we held on to each other's waist in front of the city skylights. We looked so happy... There was a caption that was printed on the frame and it broke my heart. To friendship; forever and a day.

ROSALIE'S P.O.V:

"Hey I just met you, and this is crazy, so here's my number and call me maybe!"

I sang as I cleaned the dishes and jumped around. It was a day off today and I decided it would be appropriate to help Amy around the house while she got work and to do some study and some work. It was going to be a lonely day today, just me myself and I but I didn't mind, I needed some me time right now. I've been distant, well socially. I haven't contacted any of my friends besides the people I see in school and my family back home. I phoned with Eleanor last week but it was pretty brief and I haven't heard or seen the boys for a long time actually but I'm growing to not bother as much but it didn't mean that I didn't miss Harry, I missed him so much. Too much for my liking.

As I finished doing the dishes and wiping the tables and benches I decided to have a well deserved break and watch a chick flick. I grabbed a packet of chocolates and a tub of Ben & Jerry's Cookie Dough Ice-cream and plunged on the living room seat and decided to watch She's The Man. I plummeted on the lounge like a lazy pig and opened the tub as I enjoyed the movie. As I was almost in the middle of the movie my phone rang and I grabbed it to realise it was Louis calling; this was a rare and nice surprise.

"Hello?" I answered.
"Oh... h-hey Rose, is Harry there?" he asked, sounding shaky and puffed out.
"No?" I answered confused, why would Harry be here I haven't heard of him in ages. "Why.."
"Oh nothing, just wondering..."
"Is he fine?"
"Yeah he is, don't worry. Sorry Rose, hopefully I'll see you soon. Eleanor says she misses you."
"Aww, I hope to see you and Eleanor soon as well. Bye!"
"Bye love" He answered as he went off.

I brushed off the random call off my shoulder and continued eating my ice-cream. Literally just a few minutes later my phone went off once again, why am I so famous today when I'm having my relaxing day?! I placed a last spoonful of icecream in my mouth and grabbed my phone, Harry was calling. What the, i tried to swallow my ice-cream as quickly as possible; getting a brain freeze along the way.

"Hellooo?" I answered, midst of my brain freeze.
"Hey Rose?" answered a deep, accent went through. How much I missed that voice.
"Hello Harry! How are you?" It's been so long"
"Hi Rose, yeah it has I was just wondering if I can pop by for a little bit." He answered, sounding a bit mono-tone.
"Oh yeah sure, Amy isn't home so pop by anytime you like. See you soon!" I giggled, I'm getting too excited. Calm the F done Rose...

I ran and looked at myself in the mirror, I looked like a mess. Bad, poufy hair with ice-cream stains on my top. I ran and grabbed a top which I didn't even look properly and it was cropped but I honestly don't care. I was still in my sweats and uggs because I'm comfy and I'm comfortable enough to be dressed like this infront of Harry. I brushed my hair out as it still had some loose curls as I didn't bother put any make up on. I mean, Harry is coming over to chill... I got to relax and look relaxed and stop stressing out and act normal. As I went downstairs to clean up my eating mess and paused the t.v, and sat on the seat patiently.

Knock Knock.

I walked to open to door as I popped my head through the side and my heart fluttered seeing him again. Harry smiled as his dimples deepened and his mouth widened. We exchanged hugs and I welcomed him in my home. He sat on the couch as I sat opposite and offered him a drink.

"Um yes please, water should do.. " he replied.
"Ok, water coming right up!" I jogged to the kitchen and got a chilled jug of water and two cups for both of us. I noticed Harry was ridiciously quiet, he'd usually be chattering about random things and just act like a nuisance. Something was up, I could sense it. "So, why are you suddenly all quiet curly? You're never like this..." I chuckled, trying to lift up the mood.
"Yeah, just a bit stressful... tours, everything really." He replied.
"How's that going though, your rehearsals improved?" I asked, concerned of his wellbeing. I brought the cups to the coffee table.
"Yeah it has, it's gone really well after your mini inspirational speech." He chuckled, "It's becoming really fun now"
"That's fantastic to hear, I can't wait to come to one of your concerts" I grinned, I honestly couldn't wait.

Harry suddenly became quiet and I was really confused, I really was. It was as though there was tension between us although I wasn't aware of it. He stared at the cup, taking a sip and thinking about something as he concentrated hard on the floor.

"You're looking a bit uncomfortable there.." I frowned, concerned.
"Sorry...it's...just... there's something I need to get off my chest.." He mumbled.
"Well, I'm here, you can say it"
"I...I...I... need to tell you something."
"... Yeah, you know you can tell me anything; go ahead." I smiled.
"I don't know... how to say it... I'm just...I'm so sorry and I...I..." He stuttered, he was starting to worry me.
"-Harry, you're scaring me. What is it."
"I...I can't see you anymore.." He muttered, but still kept his eyes on the floor. I was confused, clearly this was one of his jokes.
"Ha... nice joke... seriously though." I laughed it off but he fell silent, no laughs. "Harry... tell me this is a joke.." I blurted out.
"It's... not... I can't see you anymore." He replied; dead and cold.

I couldn't move. I didn't know to respond. This didn't seem real to me ... was this really happening. Was my best friend who I am in love with saying that I can't see him anymore. I just felt my stomach churning, as though this was a sick joke he was playing at. I felt my eyes stinging although my mind constantly told them to stop. I looked at him, but he didn't have the courage to even look at me in the eye.

"Why..." I trembled.
"It's... complicated" He sighed, is he kidding me.
"What do you mean it's complicated, there has to be a reason you're doing this." I replied harshly, stunned at my reaction.
"It's...just... something led to this, and I needed to do this."
"Is it me, is it my personality is it anything that made you hate me?!"
"I don't hate you Rose... there's nothing wrong with you." He replied, still no eye-contact.. bullshit.
"Then why can't you see me anymore.."
"Because. Rose. I... people, ok, people."
"Caroline?" I answered, she was the first person I thought of.
"No..." He replied unconvincingly.
"You're lying, there's something about her. I know she doesn't like me."
"Just leave it. Ok. Don't bring her up." He shouted and snarled which both angered, and scared me.

This annoyed me. That he was defending something that was wrong, that he had no respect for me. That he didn't think how much this hurt me, that he didn't know how I felt about him. He didn't know, he won't ever know because he doesn't feel the same. He never will.

"THEN WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME." I shouted, clearly upset by it all.
"BECAUSE. BECAUSE YOU... ARE BLOCKING ME TO MOVE ON WITH MY LIFE." He shouted back, now this fucking pissed me off. I have done nothing to stop him from going on with his life, what was he going on about.
"EXCUSE ME?! ME, WHAT HAVE I FUCKING DONE TO PREVENT YOU FROM MOVING ON. I HELPED YOU, I WAS THERE FOR YOU."I stood up.
"I KNOW OK, BUT YOU'VE BEEN THERE FOR ME ENOUGH. I NEED FUCKING SPACE. WE CAN' CONTACT EACH OTHER, THESE MIXED FEELINGS I'M GETTING FROM IT ALL IS RISKING MY FEELINGS AND I HAVE TO LET YOU GO." He stood up also and shouted it in my face.
"REALLY? FOR EVERYTHING I'VE BEEN THROUGH FOR YOU, YOU'RE STILL WILLING TO LET ME GO."
"WELL, You told me to be there for Caroline, you told me to give her things she asks of me. Well she asked me to let you go." He finally confessed.
"THAT'S RIDICULOUS, AND WHAT'S THE MOST CRAZY THING IS THAT YOU AGREED.. YOU ACTUALLY AGREED." I cried, tears evidently falling down.
"IT'S BETTER FOR US, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT I'VE BEEN THROUGH."
"I HAVEN'T TALKED OR HEARD OF YOU FOR WEEKS AND YOU COME HERE SAYING YOU CAN'T BE A FRIEND ANYMORE?"
"ROSE, JUST... LISTEN OK. I'M SORRY, I DON'T MEAN TO HURT YOU I JUST CAN'T BE THE BEST FRIEND YOU NEED RIGHT NOW."
"A best friend wouldn't do this..."
"AND I'M SORRY, PLEASE, JUST... I ... I need to stop seeing you for the sake of my relatio-"

I was sick of this, i was sick of him already. I was sick of him saying all this bullshit, I was sick of him making up excuses to defend his girlfriend. I was so sick that he even agreed to it, that he even thought so low of me. He didn't know how much he meant to me, and that made me feel worthless and idiotic.

"-Get out." I replied, I didn't want to hear anymore.
"What?" He replied, shocked as he looked at me.
"GET OUT HARRY, GET OUT. DON'T TALK TO ME, BECAUSE THIS IS WHAT YOU WANT ISN'T IT?!" I shouted my voice shakened by the tears. I sounded awful, I sounded like a stupid mess. I bit my lip trying to cry no more, I had a fair share of tears and I needed to be stronger, I promised myself I would. As I pushed him violently to the door, I suddenly remembered his birthday present. "Actually, before you go. Here's you stupid birthday present, early happy birthday. " I replied with attitude and smashed it against his chest.

Before I closed the door, I looked at him. I no longer looked at him with admiration or love but saw someone that I didn't know. I didn't see the best friend I had, I didn't see the loving boy I fell in love with. All I saw was a stranger, who hurt me. He didn't have any life in his eyes but I knew he was crying. And it tore me apart that my shouting and crying caused him that. I never felt so much pain as I banged my back across the door and slid down slowly. I curled up tightly with my knees against my chest and my head on my arms. I cried, I cried so much as though I felt I didn't have any more tears left. I knew Harry was still outside and I knew he could hear, but I didn't care. I slowly heard his shoes crushing the pavements slowly and a door close. I lost him, I finally lost him. I picked up a round object next to me and I threw it at vase as it cracked into pieces. But I didn't care; I didn't care about anything at that moment. I needed something to express my anger in but I knew things break all the time.

Glass, and dishes and fingers break. So do cars and contracts and potato chips. You can break a record, a horse, a dollar. You can break the ice. There are coffee breaks and lunch breaks and prison breaks. Day breaks, waves break, voices break. Chains can be broken. So can silence and fever...

Promise break.
Hearts break.

Authors Note: Thanks to all the old and new readers and the reviews please keep them coming in, much love. x