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Brooklyn walked out of her house the next morning in a daze. Her mind was still on last night.

She had told him.

Brooklyn sighed and rubbed her eyes. After forcing Harry to leave she had a sleepless night. She wished that he would have stayed and that she hadn't have made him go. She had received a call from her father, which she ignored and she was trying her hardest to forget about her mothers words.

"Hey."

Brooklyn jumped when she heard Harry's voice and she frowned when she realised she hadn't even seen him parked outside her house.

"I think I'm just going to walk," Brooklyn mumbled, but Harry shook his head.

"Get in."

"I really-"

"Your head is all over the place. Knowing you you'll get run over or something. Get in, babe."

Brooklyn stared at Harry for a few moments before sighing and nodding. She slowly walked towards Harry's car and he reached over and opened the door for her. It was silent as she climbed in.

"You alright?" Harry asked after a few moments.

"Fine," Brooklyn said