"Yes?" she responded, smiling. Harry looked down at his hands, his dark brown curls flopping over his forehead in a way that made Cryssy's heart hammer.
"We fight like an old married couple, but someone very close to me told me not to let the fear of being hurt stop me from caring," Cryssy nodded as he spoke, having no idea he was actually talking about her uncle. "I want to try again with you, as friends. If you'll let me," he said. "I didn't mean to let my temper stop us from being a couple and it definitely didn't help keep you as a friend but, all in all, I'm honestly not used to the whole caring thing," he sighed. "I'm just really sorry I've been a d**k to you, and I want to be friends again," Harry said softly. He looked over to Cryssy, his green eyes glimmering with hope and she co
