Ethan's silly threat's

Henry's POV

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It was early in the morning and there was some work to get done on my computer.

Tapping my fingers away as I typed out a message, my eyes scanned through the words and I read them in my mind just to make sure that there were no errors.

With a sigh of relief, I clicked the "Send" button and sat back in my chair, feeling the tension drain from my shoulders. Zayn had been right - I'd been pushing myself too hard lately. Perhaps it was time to take a break, even if only for a little while.

A vacation sounds kinda cool though, Maybe a night in Vegas would be okay? I will go there with my cupcake soon.' I thought to myself, my hand caressing my chin.

In her absence, I ached for her presence. The soft brush of her skin against mine, the light fragrance of her favorite perfume, these were the things that kept me tethered to reality. So much so that I carried a piece of her with me, a scarf she loved, to keep her essence close.

On my desk, a small, crinkled scarf lay discarde