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Chapter 8

Nora's POV:--

"Pack this for me." I said to the salesman.

"Are you done?" I asked him annoyed.

"OBVIOUSLY, NOT. BRINGING YOU HERE WAS ONE OF MY BIGGEST MISTAKE. YOU ARE NOT HELPING AT ALL!!" Harry yells frustrated.

"You should had bought Sarah instead of me." I said to him.

"I would had but unfortunately, she had to attend that family dinner." He retorted.

It's true. Sarah even left early for this dinner. Although, she didn't wanted to go. But it's not she can go against her mother.

"I did tell you Black one is perfect for her." I said, picking up the pretty black dress.

We both had come right after college here in the mall, since he wanted to give his girlfriend a gift. Why? Because he felt like it. According to him, it's not mandatory to give presents to your partner only due to specific occasions. We should give presents whenever we can.

I was beyond exhausted. Why would I not be? We had been shopping for the past forty minutes. I showed him various dresses, But he didn't like it. Because they weren't good enough for Sophia.

"But don't you think it's too revealing?" Harry asked hesitantly.

"It's far less revealing than what your girlfriend usually wear." I roll my eyes.

Whereas, Harry was glaring at me.

"What? It's the truth." I stated the facts.

"Pack this for him, too." I said to the same salesman.

"Okay, ma'am." He smiled.

After getting our dresses, we left and was walking towards McDonalds. To feed ourselves and obviously it was his treat.

"So what was that?" Harry asked with a cocky smile.

"What?" I asked innocently.

"You and Ryan Knights!!! Does that ring a bell?" He said with his fingers.

"It's nothing. W-We.... Are just friends." I said nervously, while laughing.

"Since when?" He grins.

"Since some days......" I smiled.

"What exactly is this 'Some days'?" He asked amusingly.

"Don't you think you are asking way too much questions?" I pointed out.

"What are you? An investigator?" I asked annoyed.

"No. But your best friend and it's my duty to see if you are not dating such jerk."

"He is not a jerk." I said quickly, making him smirk.

"Seems like my best friend has feelings for the Bad Boy."

He started walking ahead of me, only to get stop in his steps. His whole back was tense, his grip on the bags loosen, making it fall on the ground.

I walk towards him and what I saw next made the anger in me rise.

"SOPHIA!!!!!!!!" Harry yells in rage, making the girl in front of us turn around. Who was busy kissing the guy hungrily.

The moment she turn around and her eyes met Harry's. A gasp escapes her mouth. Her whole body got tense. She ran towards him and was about to hug him. When Harry push her away, making her loose her balance and drop on the ground.

"It's not what it look likes, Harry!!" She claims, while weeping.

"THEN WHAT EXACTLY IT IS?" He yells loudly enough to grab attention of the people around us. By now a huge crowd was formed around us.

"WAS HE FINDING HARD TO BREATH SO YOU DECIDE TO HIM YOUR OWN?" Making some people laugh, while she was looking down in shame.

"It's over, Sofia. You better not show that ugly face of yours ever again?" He spats venomously, while removing the ring from his finger that was given by her and throws at her.

At this, she quickly she get up and ran towards him.

"I am sorry...... Please don't bre...a.k up... with me."

"You know how much I love you, Babe." She says convincing him, but to no avail.

"You know you just lost a gem." I said looking at her in anger.

"You better not come between us." She glares at me.

What the hell?

I walked until I was right in front of her and slap her hard across her face, making a huge sound echo. She looks at me shocked, while her hand goes around the cheek where I had slapped her.

"You surely had the nerve to say that. Even after the stunt you pulled." I growled, a scared look overtook her features. She steps back and I step towards her.

"HE IS MY BEST FRIEND. IF I SEE YOU ANY WHERE NEAR HIM, I WILL BREAK THIS FACE OF YOURS." I threaten in her ear outraged, making her hands shiver in anxious.

With that I turned around and grab Harry's wrist and leaves. But not before saying out loud.

"You deserve someone way much better than her........."

***

"How is he?" Asks Juliet, Harry's Mom worriedly, as she sat beside me.

"He is sleeping right now." I replied while taking a sip of my coffee.

After that incident at the mall, I accompany Harry till his house. Worried that might do something stupid. The moment we were in his place, he takes longs stride towards his room and locked himself in his room. Knowing he might need some space, I went in the living room, where I met his Mom who seems too worried for his son. So, I ended up telling her everything. After that I check up on him and after too much effort he finally ate something. I was with him all the time, until he falls asleep. All the while, Harry's Mom was seeing us from distance with a teary eyes and helplessness. She knew he needed a friend more than a mother right now.

It was 2.a.m. in the night and here I was sitting in the kitchen having a coffee. I was thinking how happy we were before this. But mostly, about Harry hoping that he wouldn't take any drastic steps. A shudder ran through my body just by the thought. I thought of calling Sarah and informing her. But my cell phone was missing.

"He isn't fine. For hours, he was looking at himself in the mirror." I whispered after a while.

"But what he said next breaks my heart." I sniffled.

"H-He s-said... th.a.t she broke..... h-his se-self esteem. " I look at her, as a tear escaped my eyes.

"Sh-She had..

........... completely bro-broken him." I sobbed, while wiping my tears with my hand.

She engulfed me in a hug. She whispers sweet nothings and everything is going to be alright.

I never had seen him so miserable and broken. He was one of the strongest persons I had known. The guy who makes everyone laugh. But that guy wasn't the same anymore.

More tears appear in my eyes, as I recalled when he said that to me.

~FLASHBACK~

After getting changed into Harry's T-shirt and Trousers, I enter his room, only to gasp. His room was a mess, he had thrown each and everything given by Sophia on the floor. Various broken watches, their pictures, his books and pillows and bed sheets. His cell phone was laying on the floor in many pieces.

He was standing in the front of the mirror with his bloodshot eyes staring back at himself. Blood was dripping down his hands. He wasn't the cheerful and playful Harry which I knew, he was totally a different person. The person that I am seeing right now was broken and vulnerable.

I always used to think that it was the girl who suffers more after break up. But what I was seeing right now proved me wrong.

Seeing him like this was painful. It was as if someone is punching at my heart, knocking my air out. My eyes were hooded with tears. I bit my lip and close my eyes, to stop my tears. I need to be strong.

'Come on, Nora. You can't be weak like this, when your best friend Harry needs you the most.'

I open my eyes and held my head high. I walk toward him, until I was beside him.

"Harry." I call out his name.

"Hmmm."

"Let's go. It's time for dinner."

"Why did she do that?" He asked looking at me, making me bit my lip to stop myself from sobbing.

"Wasn't I was good enough for her?" He asked brokenly.

"You know it's not like that!" I said to him softly as if I was talking to a child.

"Then why?" He drops to his knees and tears started flowing down his eyes.

"Forget her, Harry. She didn't deserve you. She was not the one for you. You deserve someone who will love you and will be scared of losing you." I stated honestly, as I drop on my knees too and wipe his tears with both of my hands, not totally aware of the tears falling down my cheeks.

"Whenever I see myself in the mirror, Sophia kissing that guy appears in front of my eye." He said lost.

"She br-broke.....m-my sel-self... esteem." That alone sentence broke my heart.

I hugged him tight in hope to lessen his pain.

But what I didn't knew was that more hardships were coming our way. More heartbreaks, more tears and more helplessness.