A/N: Thanks infinity for all the previous support fireflakers, you're the best.

Quesoftheday: If murder was legal for one day, who'd you chose and why?

"Your doctor has told you not to drive, Robert can drive you to wherever you wanna go sweetheart." Dad coos looking at me.

This doctor thingy is making my life hell. They're making me more depressed by treating for some depression disorder. Everybody gets depressed at times, doesn't mean I've to be treated like I'm pregnant.

"But dad I promise I won't go far and I don't want someone to drive me, please?" I stand up in front of the big mirror after tying a high French braid on my hair.

I want to look like someone by this French braid, a person who's signature hairstyle was that, my mum.

"Okay but don't you have to go to the university today?" He asks after I match my slingback black shoes with my black Prada skirt and white 21 forever t-shirt which has some rainbow designs on it.

Yes my father has fulfilled my closet with numerous expensive brands and rejecting them would be just another waste of money. At least he changed those fancy dresses to something I can wear regularly.

"No but I've to go for the final drama rehearsal, the show is tomorrow and I want you to clap for me, like you did when I received not less than two prices every year in school, not for any cultural program obviously." I tell hanging my new Michael Kors white bag pack over my shoulders.

"I will, don't be shy with your father being famous and overly rich like you used to do." He tells planting kisses on both sides of my head.

I giggle and wrap him in a squeaky hug. Sharing love yous, I walk to my car and tell Robert that he can have some leisure time today. Putting myself behind the seatbelts, I start to drive to my destination. I haven't been there since months. I don't forget to buy some white roses from the particular shop on the way.

After a forty minutes' drive, I park the car on a side of the silent road. I put on my black jacket as the weather is cold and so much windy today. It's drizzling from the morning but now it has stopped, thanks to Jesus.

I walk to the white fenced gate and open it with a slight crack sound. Walking past three or four graves, I finally reach to the grave I was looking for.

I look around if anyone's watching me and take out the white roses from my bag when I notice none is here. I kneel down in front of the grave and smile looking at the headstone. I caress my shaky hand gently against it to swipe away the little dust on it.

"Happy birthday Mrs. Roselyn Clifford." I whisper to the grave and look around again if anyone's watching this grown up girl talking to a grave like an eight years toddler.

"I miss you mum and I haven't forgotten to bring white roses for you on your birthday. You know what mum? I've got both dad and Michael back. You're the only one who isn't here." I swallow the lump in my throat and look around again before Looking at the grave.

"I'm leaving you for now but I'll be coming to see you soon. Don't worry. I love you, the most." Blowing a kiss at the grave I rearrange the flowers so that the wind doesn't blow it away sooner.

Walking fast towards my car, I wipe away the tears immediately.
I drive to the church after leaving the graveyard which is just a five minutes ride from there. I light candles and finish my prayers for mum, without dropping any emotional water from my eyes this time.

I tap the side button of my mobile to see the time in the lighten screen and decide to take my lunch before going to the drama club. I stop by McDonalds and order a McBurger with fries and sundae cone for me. During my lunch I have a chat with Summer and she tells me the most shocking news of the day. That she's in a relationship with Louis! She gladly tells how happy she's about this and how lucky she's to have Louis as her boyfriend. Louis is so caring and she liked the fact that Louis has introduced her to his family and they cordially accepted her visit.

Summer and Louis? They're like the two opposite poles of earth! I hope she knows what she's doing because I've only met Louis for twice and it didn't go well. I hope he has changed far away from that Louis.

After finishing my lunch within the time more than I needed, I walk to my car and put the address of my university campus in the navigation bar. A few songs, me screaming with the rock stars and a couple of signal crosses, I'm in my destination.

I was the girl who covered her ears when Harry put on some rock song the time I was hiding inside his car. And now I'm the same girl who's swaying her hips along with those drum beats and electric guitar. I haven't changed, I'm just adopting the things I wasn't regular with along with what I had.

Parking my car in the place with the parking sign on a side, I hop out of the car and my face lightens up watching Liam and Zayn in front of me, kissing like it's the end of the earth.

"Hey husbands! Take it back to the dorm!" I wink looking at them.

"Such a tease Snow!" Liam rolls his eyes laughing and Zayn sticks up his tongue looking at me.

"Let's go inside, it has started drizzling again." I tell looking up at the sky and they nod.

Entering inside I don't see the face I was expecting. He isn't here yet. I sit in a row with Zayn and Liam and we start to eat the chicken pop corn Liam has brought for us.

After five minutes I turn around being shocked when I feel drops of water hitting the cold skin behind my neck. I look around with a full preparation of yelling but my lips stick together watching the person grinning.

Harry shoves his hand in his hair again playfully to let me know the source of water a while ago. I open my mouth to say something but am interrupted by Mrs. Gregory, the over dramatic drama teacher.

"Hurry up girls and boys! I've to attend a candle light dinner with my date this evening so I want you all to draw a line to your acts, appropriately. He's the youngest old man I've ever seen my gosh!" She yells clapping her hands and we take our positions for the scene.

We've been practicing only this scene since the past two days and I'm the one who's spoiling it again and again. It's the scene where Hazel kisses Augustus in Anna Frank's house among a bunch of people. Every time I walk to kiss Harry, I fail to think myself as Hazel anymore and I end up in forgetting my speech when I lean closer to him.

Should it be really easy for me to kiss the boy I broke up with weeks ago? Oh broke up? Give it a rest, we were never even together legitimately.

"Okay start." Mrs. Gregory tells sitting on the front row.

We start to act the part and the environment around us gets gloomy with the recorded voice of Otto Frank.

"Our fearlessness shall be our secret weapon," I say looking at Harry as per as my dialogue.

"The tales of our exploits will survive as long as the human voice itself," He says taking his step towards me,
"And even after that, when the robots recall the human absurdities of sacrifice and compassion, they will remember us."

"They will robot-laugh at our courageous folly," Harry says and I notice the emotion behind his eyes. Maybe I can't hide from him physically but he can never hide himself from me emotionally, that's how we keep the winning balanced between ourselves.

"But something in their iron robot hearts will yearn to have lived and died as we did: on the hero's errand. Augustus Waters," I take a deep breath looking at Harry and lean the closest to him. I close my eyes and press my lips on his.

Again, the flashback starts, the flashback of my past memories with him and an image our future without each other.

"Keep going on Snow, don't break the kiss. You're smashing it." I hear Mrs. Gregory cheering me up with her whispers.

"I love you Snow Rachel Clifford, be back because you belong with me, not even to yourself, only to me. I possess you." Harry murmurs so that only I can hear, causing my heart to thump against his palm speedily which are on my chest now.

He slides down his hands and squeezes my hands a bit harshly, which is not even in the act. A moan escapes from my lips like a whisper which was not also the part of the act.

"I don't wanna be possessed, I wanna be deserved." I whisper to him and try to push him away but he doesn't listen to me.

He pulls me more to him forgetting the fact that we're in the middle of an act. When I realize that I'm letting the cold stone snow grown inside my heart for him melt with his firing temperateness, I come back into my sense, hearing Mrs. Gregory's claps.

"Excellent! Magnificent! At last you two kissed without ripping each other apart mentally." She claps like we've just finished singing the x, y, z part of the ABCD song. "I want you two to make the tissue papers as the most demandable thing on mother earth tomorrow!" She tells and walks to the direction where Zayn and some others are practicing singing and dancing.

I swiftly walk to the chairs, take my bagpack and hang my jacket over my hand. Assuring I've taken all my things, I start to walk fast towards my car as I'm doing since the past few days, ignoring him. Not because I'm afraid, I'm tired.

"Snow wait!"

Damn! He's calling me. I fasten my speed and open the door of my car quickly.

Before I could shove myself inside the car, his hand closes the door of my car and in the very next moment, I find myself pinned against the cold metal of my car.

"Why do you cry when you kiss me even if you're acting? I deserve answers Miss Snow Rachel Clifford because I fucking love you." He tells at a stretch and then looks at me ferociously.

I look at his eyes and feel my skin growing colder under his tight grip. My lips start to shake and I feel my nails digging into my palms. It has stopped drizzling but the sounds of thunderstorms are breaking the silence between us at random. After collecting myself, I use all my strength to push him away and I shove myself in the driving seat. Locking myself inside the car, I start to drive the car as fast as possible.

"I am not going to drive home because I need to cry alone once again. I need to empty my emotional lungs." I whisper to myself, hitting the accelerator more when I see Harry's car behind mine.

It's getting hard for me to drive faster in this slippery road and the rain is helping to make it more impossible. I don't remember I've ever driven a car this fast before. But I have to when the person I've learnt this from is chasing me.

I look at the rear view mirror and see Harry's car so near to mine. In a minute, I hit the brake dangerously when his car blocks my way in the narrow road. My car stops after circling in a centre twice. I open my eyes and leave a breath when I found myself alive and uninjured inside the car.

I look in front of me, at Harry's car. Both of our car's headlights piercing through the heavy rain and I can't see him clearly through the rain. Finally I decide to unlock my car's door and get out of it.

Let's make it a do or die. It's now or never like the last time.