A/N: Thanks infinity for the incredible support fireflakers! Oh damn I love y'all so much!

Quesoftheday: Favorite side character in this story? Why?

"Snow." By the female voice trying to wake me up since the past few minutes, I realize clearly that it's none but Stella.

"Let me sleep Ha............Stella. I was up the whole night." I growl when Stella jerks my arm lightly and press the pillow over my ears.

"Snow I'm baking cupcakes!"
Listening to Mike's voice I remove the pillow quickly and open my eyes.

I sit up on my bed and blink repeatedly to clear my vision. I find the messy haired boy sitting in front of me, smiling looking at me.

"Vanilla?" I ask looking at him expecting a positive answer.

"Yes." He nods and then leans his forehead against mine. "Not now, at evening." He pinches my nose and I roll my eyes.

"Dare to mess my morning sleep from tomorrow, I'd lock you inside a room full of rhinos and never open the door." I smile sarcastically, dropping the smile at the next moment and climbing out of the bed.

"Meet me at the kitchen lazy ass, dad won't have breakfast without you." He yells before going out of my room.

I walk in front of the mirror and smile, a thing I've started doing since two days. It kinda makes me to start a day freshly ignoring yesterday.

***

"No, nothing's going to work Harry! I'm not going to compromise this time because it's about sleep, a major thing! Sleep!" I tell with a voice full of anger.

"Have you seen the movie angry birds?" He asks wiggling his eyebrows.
I look at him confusingly, unable to understand his plans.

"Yeaaa......?" I reply more like asking.
"You look like the red one when you're angry." Saying this he bursts into laughter, earning two punches from me on his forearm.

"I hate you Harry! So much! The most! Mostest!" I tell smacking his forearm.

"I hate you more." He laughs and tickles my stomach.

"I hate you the most." I tell during the laughter and he joins too.

***

"I really hate you the most." I whisper to myself when some flashback with Harry in our cozy dorm passes my mind.

I take a long confident breath and jerk away my thoughts. Putting on a white t-shirt and white pants, I brush my hair and let it fall over my back.

I go downstairs and see Michael and dad already in the kitchen. Michael is cooking something with eggs and dad is just sitting by the window.

"Good morning." I wish sitting in front of dad. "How are you feeling today?"

"Better, a lot better." He smiles looking at me. "You aren't going back to your dorm right?"

"No," I reply calmly taking the cup of tea in my hands from a boy who's serving them. "My university is only a few minutes drive from here so no need to worry."

"In which field you're majoring in?" Dad asks as we move to the breakfast table in the garden.

"Genetics."

During the breakfast Michael and dad asks me about my study, university and plans with this course. It feels so much like a family though mum is not here.

I wanted to be asked, I wanted to be cared and now I'm getting it. Nothing should interrupt me from now on, nothing.

"I'm going for shopping with one of my friends and she takes ages to choose a single dress." I tell remembering that how Ashley judged eleven shops in a row and then at last bought the first dress she selected. "So don't wait for me at lunch."

"Take Stella with you and your new driver is Robe............................."

"Dad!" I cut him off and then smile. "I would drive by myself and go alone, don't worry." I tell, squeezing his hand and he nods.

"Excuse me." I stand up from the table and walk to my room.

I don't forget to put on some blue eyeliners and throw my hair in a messy high ponytail. Wearing my ankle boots, I take a final look of myself in the mirror and then walk out of the house.

With time I've learnt one thing, being confident with yourself and satisfying with whatever you have is the first and most necessary step of moving on with time.

I leave a text in Ashley's number saying that I'd pick her up from in front of the dorm before buckling myself up with the seatbelts. I play on some music as I start driving but fail to go through any of them listening fully.

"Every freaking song of this particular album is reminding me of Mr Punk!" I sigh and change the maroon 5 playlist when animals start to play, switching into some other playlist.

What if I just wouldn't have ran away from my wedding and I was married to him by now? How things would have been then?or what if we never met and Madison never even cheated with me? What was the problem if I just had a normal life?

"Oh damn!" I start driving again pushing my thoughts away when lots of cars start to honk behind me watching the green light. I stop in front of the dormitory building and thank Ashley mentally for not being late when dorm memories start to gather in my mind.

"Hey." I smile looking at Ashley when she enters inside the car and fastens her seatbelts.

"Stop heyyyyying when you left the camp without a bye at least! Zayn told me that you left the dorm too! Oh my goodness you deserve to be right under the car now Snow!" She finally stops to breath.

"Done?" I wiggle my eyebrows looking at her. "Shall I start driving now?"

"Now tell me what's going on." She asks crossing her arms over her chest as I start driving.

How can I tell her that the runaway bride was falling in love with the man she ran away from but the man hid it from her for a long time? Only Zayn and Summer are the people who know and I have no intention to grow the list now.

"My dad is sick and I'm spending time with him. I'm still studying here so don't be upset." I shrug keeping my eyes on the road.

I don't want any interruption in my life because of anyone or anything from now on. For how long I've been running from places because my memories would haunt me there? I left Jacksonville and came here to study and now I don't want to draw another interval in my life and move somewhere else.

Maybe moving on with the pain would make me stronger than escaping from it?

"So you're not coming to parties at my place anymore?" She coos. "Snow I know Liam thankfully............I mean unfortunately turned up to be a cute gay but you've Harry right?"

"Ashley!" I close my eyes keeping my hands on the steering wheel when we reach the shopping mall. I look at her and take a moment before starting. "Don't force me to think about him. There's nothing between us, there never was." I tell looking at her seriously and she nods.

After sharing a smile we both get down from the car and walk to the entrance as Ashley shows me her never-ending list for shopping. I tell her that I definitely need to buy a coffee before we start this never ending shopping. I walk to the coffee shop nearby and Ashley follows me.

"It's Snow, not Snowy." I gasp looking at the guy who just had written my name on the coffee cup. "No need to correct just remove this name." I tell him when the name brings back the memory of the particular guy who used to call me this.

I'm helping myself to forget him but the whole world isn't. I take the cup from the counter and pass Ashley her green apple juice.

"Ugh........shit!" I curse under my breath bumping into someone. I cover my O shaped lips with my hands when I discover the broken glass pieces scattered in front of my feet with some light yellow liquor dripping off.

I broke someone's perfume bottle, damn!

"I'm really sorry, I'd buy you a new.................." I cut myself just after my eyes land on the person standing in front of me. Emerald eyes, dimples showing up even if it's a tiny smile.

"It's really okay, it was accidental." She tells nodding. "I should buy you a coffee though."

"No it's not!" I fuss rolling my eyes. "Please I'd feel guilty if you don't let me to do so, please?" I tell looking at the blonde girl.

My mind takes her as the the girl version of Harry but she's definitely not, it's my Harryholic mind that needs to stop. And my sense organs too which is smelling the vanilla cologne which only comes from him.

"You left me with no choice," She smiles looking down, "But I owe you a coffee." She tells pointing to the coffee which is on the floor now.

"Is it only me or Harry is really trying to flatter you by dressing up as a girl with Italian accent? His hair looks good in this color though." Ashley whispers leaning on me and I pass her a death glare as her whispers are too loud.

"Let's go." I smile looking at the girl. "From which shop did you buy it?"

"I'll take you there. This vanilla scented perfume is really rare to find and my weird brother doesn't use any without this specific one. I've been away from him since years so just wanted to surprise him with this before I enter home." She chuckles as we walk towards the lift.

This vanilla scented perfume is really rare to find and my weird brother doesn't use without this specific one - has she said the same thing my mind is recalling right now?

Oh shit! I'm not thinking what I'm thinking!

"I've seen you somewhere but I can't remember where.............maybe Italy. Have you ever been to Italy?" She asks as we enter inside the shop full of men's perfume form various brands.

"Never." I reply simply.

"Oh! I was in Italy with my family, keeping no contact with this place after my father died. So I thought maybe I know you from there as I stayed there most of the time of my life until now." She smiles placing the sunglasses over her head.

"Gemma Styles here, nice to meet you............"

"How can I help you ma'am?" A girl who works here interrupts us before I can tell her my name.

Gemma Styles! That means I was right! She's Harry's one and only sister!

I walk to the shelves and try to make my mind busy in finding the perfume. Things are really getting fishy with this Harry Luke thingy and the whole happening but my heart and mind is too tired to cope with any new drama.

"Here you go." I smile going near Gemma as I hand her the perfume bottle. Her eyes lighten up and she mouths me a thanks.

"I wish we could spend some more time but I've to rush to pick my mom from the parlor." She coos before passing me a visiting card. "Don't forget to text me when you're free. I'd feel guilty if I don't have some coffee with you." She shoots me with my own words from a while ago and I giggle. "I'm almost sure I know you even if you don't know me, I just can't remember from where."

"Harry's sister is making me question my beauty!" Ashley pouts looking at me as Gemma walks out of the shop. "Did you just buy Harry a perfume accidentally on purpose?" Ashley asks dramatically.

"Do your own shopping." I roll my eyes and walk out of the shop.

"Oh wait Snow! Now you're even acting like him. Grumpy!" Ashley sticks up her tongue, causing me to smile blankly.

This girl is impossible but I found myself a personal cheerleader.