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"Mum," I spoke in quiet defeat as her eyes met mine. "Mum..."

"Spit it out, Harry, I can't stay here all day."

"Mum," my voice came out in a near whisper, "I can't feel my legs."

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Sherry's POV

I was a little disappointed when Sunday came and went without a text from Harry, but I figured he must have continued partying late into the night (or the next morning), and was possibly experiencing a hellacious hangover. Besides, he wasn't my boyfriend or anything, and I'd see him in class tomorrow anyway.

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When Kate and I went to Cavanaugh's class on Monday, Harry wasn't there, and neither was Paige or Niall. My mind raced with possibilities. Did Harry reconcile with Paige? That option seems unlikely cause she's such a bitch, but then again - I don't know Harry well at all. Maybe he's really in love with her and lets her walk all over him. Maybe they're one of those couples that are into the drama, and constantly breaking up and getting back together.

Kate and I went to the coffee shop and discussed possibilities over caffeine and pastries.

"Maybe they got back together...and Paige forced him to change his schedule because she caught us in the closet," I laugh and take a bite of my chocolate croissant that I notice Kate staring at with envy.

"I should have gotten one of those," Kate whines a little.

"Mmmm...this is like...the best thing I ever ate," I take another bite and let out a little moan of pleasure.

"You're such a bitch sometimes." Kate's smile lasts only seconds before her pouty face returns. "But that doesn't explain where Niall is. If Harry is back with Paige, it sorta makes sense they could drop the class, but Niall?"

"Maybe we're reading too much into this. They just missed one class. It doesn't mean they've fallen into a black hole or something."

"You should text Harry," Kate said, as we bussed our table and walk to the trash bin. "Put us out of our misery and find out what is going on."

"Ummm.... not yet," I reply distractedly, as I scan the shop's bulletin board looking for work, "I need to focus on getting a job. I've gotta get in some sort of medical hours to beef up my resume. It'd be great to get paid, but I might have to do volunteer work at the hospital or something until I can find a paying gig."

"What about Harry?" Kate asks, but I think she was really wondering about Niall.

I take a card for a medical transcriptionist job, and another that said:

Wanted: Companion and caretaker for elderly person recovering from accident.

Driver's license and background check required.

"Did you hear me?" Kate asks again, "What about Harry?"

"You know," I pause, looking at the caretaker card in my hand, "maybe this is happening for a reason. I broke up with Kyle and came to London to see what the world has to offer. I really should be applying for work and doing homework instead of going to frat parties and trying to hook up with someone new."

"I thought you liked him?"

"Well, I was blinded by his good looks. It was like staring into the sun. Once I looked at him, I was unable to see anything else."

My comment offered in defense ended up coming out as a revelation. Dammit. He's not even present and I'm thinking about those big green eyes that still seemed full of wonder. He was the complete opposite of me.

I would just ruin him.