Arianas POV:
He was wearing his golden Chelsea boots, the ones he'd worn on our first meet. Tears brimmed in my eyes as he pulled me into a tight hug, whispering sweet nothings in my ear. His long brown curled flew into my face as he slowly pulled away.
'Sugar, I'm sorry I made you feel that way, it's just management said and I.' I cut him off quickly.
'Haz, I don't care anymore' I replied. His expression changed drastically and he looked at me with great confusion and sorrow.
I rested my hands in my pockets and look down at the wooden floor. Heartbroken, I planned out what I was going to say next.
'Listen I just think I've found someone else. I mean you could say we both moved on pretty fast right?' I suppressed a small laugh and looked back in his eyes.
Harry was now crying, devastated at my answer. I couldn't help it if I had fallen in love with another man.
'Hey, just know I'll always love you and I'm here always. Forever and always' Harry whispered.
And now it was my turn to cry, as Harry turned on his heel and left, walking sadly into the stormy expanse. After a minute my phone lit up with a text,
from Shawn.
YOU ARE READING
𝑆𝑢𝑔𝑎𝑟 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑆𝑝𝑖𝑐𝑒 ➪𝐻𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑎
Romance@arianagrande:"I need someone to be the spice to my sugar if you get what I mean" ↳ reply to @arianagrande @harrystyles : I could do that
