June 22nd , 2015

Harry's POV :

I haven't seen Alex since the morning today . I know she did come to work. The problem is that she hasn't stepped out of her office , ever since she came in the morning . Her door is securedly locked since .

I can't help but get worried . It's already 9 pm and the whole office is evacuated . It is past the working hours . She didn't even come out of her office during lunch today . I cannot stop my mind from being crowded with negative thoughts .

Is she mad at what happened yesterday ? Does she regret it? Is she mad at me ? Does she not want to see me again ? Is she harming herself ? Is she troubled about something ? Is she OKAY?

She hasn't even turned in the paperwork today . I had planned on analyzing the transactions of the main clients today , but she didn't even hand me the paperwork . But that is least of my worries , yet one of my worries !

For the hundredth time today , my hand hovers over the office phone . I have been thinking of calling her through the office intercom , with the excuse of her handing me the papers . I run my hand through my hair in frustration before picking up the receiver and pressing 2 . My mind is whirling with thoughts when she doesn't pick up . I know for a fact that she is in there ! I dial again ...

RING . RING . RING . RING .

I let out a breath , I didn't even know I was holding , when I hear her muffled voice on the other end .

"Hello ? " , I say and it comes out as a question . She doesn't reply, but I know that she is there . So , I continue ," Umm.. Alex? Could you turn in the papers now ...please ? If you're done working on them ."

I hear nothing but a whisper , " Okay ." , before the line goes dead . All I know is , something's not right .

My negative transference is interrupted when my door opens and She steps in . She looks fatigued , yet beautiful as she moves towards my desk and keeps the papers on it , never looking up .

My eyes fill with concern and my heart skips a beat as I catch a glimpse of her face , when she stands across from me , arranging the papers neatly . Her red, bloodshot eyes come into view and it breaks my heart in a weird way . It makes me want to get up and hold her in my arms , telling her that everything will be alright . But sadly , I don't even know anything about her broken past .

I cannot keep myself away anymore and I stand up from my seat and walk towards her . She briefly looks at me , before snapping her eyes back down to the stack of papers , keeping her head low .

I reach one arm out and place it on her shoulder , slowly turning her around to face me , as I whisper , " Hey, what's wrong ?" . My eyes desperately search hers , her Blue ocean , missing its usual shine today . We just stare into each others eyes for a moment . I've come to realize , that this is our way of communicating . Her eyes hold nothing but anguish . Her blue ocean seems to be anything but calm , I can feel waves of agony splashing over the shore , as her eyes begin to water slightly. She nods her head no .

Its breaking me , with each moment that passes without her speaking, my heart begins to ache . I can't hold my words in any longer , when I ask her again , " What is it ? "

I cup her cheek with my one hand . She opens her mouth to speak , "Harry...its been..." and she breaks into sobs ," its been 3 years ..." , she completes her sentence before she goes silent again, tears trickling down her face .

Alex's POV :

Just as I speak the words , unshed tears rush out of my eyes , roll down my cheeks and I make no attempt to stop them . Why does this happen ? Why doesn't the pain ever go? My mind plays the famous words .

They say that time's supposed to heal ya , but I ain't done much healing .

My tears never cease and his hand seems to tackle them away from one of my cheeks . He reaches out his other hand to cup my other cheek , as he looks deep into my watery eyes and speaks out ," Do you trust me ?"

Hope . Hope is what is laced in his voice . As I think the answer to myself , I cannot help but think that I actually do kinda trust him . I don't know why I do . There seems to be a reason unknown . Although I can count on my fingers , the number of times we have met , it seems that we have been known to each other since the very beginning of time . There is a strange connection that I can't deny .

"I ..", I stutter , " I-I think that I c-can ."

With that , he pulls me into an embrace . An embrace that in 3 years , seems to be a real embrace . An embrace that makes me realize how homesick I have been , not for the home, but for the people who make it feel like a home .

I pull back slightly to tell him , " but... I-I don't think I can tell ..."

He engulfs me back into a hug as he buries his head on the crook of my neck before speaking, " Shh.. I understand . You don't have to tell me if you don't want to . "

"Everything will be okay .I'll be there for you  ." , he whispers and strokes my hair with one hand . With that , I bury my head into his chest, my tears soaking his shirt , as I inhale his heavenly scent .Our arms are tightly wrapped around each other . And for the first time in years , I feel as if I have overcome the feeling of hireath because he reminds me of HOME. 

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