CHAPTER NINE.

Harry. He wasn't strigoi. He was him. Himself. Moroi. We where all just staring as he stood there, smiling. I got out the car and went towards him.

"You fucking asshole Harry!" I yelled, hitting him. His face turned from happy to sad in moments. He caught my hand before I hit him again.

"Calm down, let me explain." He said. I sighed and dropped my hand.

"Go on then." I muttered.

"Your mom brought me back. She couldn't stand you being that way. So after the funeral, she dug me back up and here I am."

"Do you know how much I fucking cried? Did you know where where just fucking running away? I'm pregnant for fuck sakes Harry."

"Y-Your what?" Harry stuttered.

"I'm pregnant." He looked at me, shocked. "But whatever Harry." I turned and started walking away.

"No, not fucking whatever!" he yelled, so I stopped and turned."Me and you, we're going through this. It's going to work."

"Hold the phone." said Daisy, who'd gotten out of the car with me. "You where going to work anyway, your where engaged ffs! Are you saying that you didn't think it would last?"

I wasn't listening to her, neither was Harry. We where just stood there, looking at each other. His eyes, god they where so beautiful.

He smiled at me. "Come here beautiful."

I ran towards him, pulling him close. He felt so warm, his aftershave, I could of died in his arms.

"I missed you." He smiled.

I smiled back and said, "I didn't miss you. You fucking hurt me Harry. I don't know anymore. You lied to me. Louis was the reason you turned, not the other reasons. You know I can't stand liars. "

"I know, I know." He said, pulling me close again, "I'm so sorry. Please, please forgive me."

I pulled away. "It'll take time. I can't forgive you just like that." I sighed.

I could see tears forming in his eyes. One started rolling down his face. I put my hand on the side of his face and wiped it away with my thumb. He looked at me, tears coming down fast.

"Get in the car, Harry and everyone. We're still leaving." I said, taking Harry's hand and dragging him into the car.

"Where to?" Asked Zayn.

"New York." I replied.

A couple of hours later, we where on the borders of Texas in a small motel. Zayn and Daisy where in one room, whereas me, Harry and Louis had to share another. I got into the room and sat down, completly pissed off. Louis came and put his arm around me, and told me to calm down. Harry just stood by the door.

"Are you two together?" He asked.

"He wishes," I muttered. "At the moment, I still love you eventhough you lied to me. Louis happens to be my best friend."

"Look, Soph, I didn't mean for things to be this way. Louis wasn't supposed to say anything."

"First of all, You where dead and second, Louis is my best friend, he tells me everything, and the fact you where going to kill me."

That stopped him. "What do I have to do for you to forgive me?" He said, giving me the cutest face ever. I looked at Louis, and then back to Harry.

"You don't have to do anything." I told him. "All I need from you is time."I got up and went over to hug him. We just stayed there for about five minutes with our arms around each other. We finally pulled apart.

"I'm knackered." I said, "I'm gonna go get ready for bed."

I grabbed my Pjs and went into the bathroom down the hall, got dressed, brushed my teeth etc. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought "Everything's going to be ok." I walked back into the room.. where Louis and Harry where fist-fighting.