bullying. (tom felton love story)

grief

(recommend listening to the song above while reading this)

harriets pov

my head hurt so badly. i sat up from my bed after a couple of days moping and being depressed. i got up and put my clothes on to go for a car ride to clear my mind. the grief , anger and pain begging to come out. to consume me. so i let it. i turned the key in my car and got lost into my thoughts.

i'm angry because i didn't check on my mum , i'm angry because she didn't call me and i'm in pain for what i've done. how could i do that?

the next few moments happened in slo motion.

a car, speeding drove into me, my head flung back from the collision and felt the car turn over, slowly my eyes closed, i could hear screams but i didn't pay attention as the darkness took over consuming me piece by piece.

narrator pov

ambulances arrived within 10 minutes, people screaming and traffic building up. the other car was flipped over too, the guy inside looked dead, blood dripping from his head as he bled out.

"yes, her right here, get her up!" a man insisted to the paramedics. they lifted harriet up and placed her into the ambulance as well as the injured man and drove away, leaving the police to investigate and the news to report on the tragic accident.

"today in London, there's been a serious car accident on oxford street, there's no confirmed deaths yet however one man and women have been seriously injured and have been rushed to hospital, the women has been identified as tom feltons girlfriend, it's reported that shes dead but we will report back when we have more news on the issue, back to jerry for the weather." the news women said.

toms pov

i sat down in my hotel room and turned the television on. flicking through the channels something caught my eye.

"tom feltons girlfriend, it's reported that she's dead but we will report-

"she's what?" i shouted out loud.

no. no. it's not her. it can't be.

before i could move to rush to the hospital my phone went off, i picked it up and answered it.

"hello?"

"hello sir, you're harriet's boyfriend?"

"yes i am, who's this?"

"i'm the receptionist from your local hospital, Harriet, unfortunately has passed away.

"what?" i stopped breathing. No. no.

i quickly hung up and collapsed on my knees.

sobs escaped my mouth, tears streaming down my cheeks. i've lost her... i've actually lost her my heart broke..this is my fault.

i cried for the rest of the week, for several weeks. months in fact. i shut myself out and pulled out of the role from the movie i was going to be in. no one came in or out of my flat. and it stayed like that for months. i never left my bed and slept all day and night only awake for food but even then i only had scraps, as i couldn't stomach to think about her.

6 months after her death, i received a phone call. it was from Daniel.

"hello?"

"hello tom, i hope you're okay, me and Rupert are worried sick, you haven't come out of your flat for ages."

"oh well." i said sarcastically, rolling my eyes.

"tom. this is serious. me and Rupert want you to go out to the fair with us. you need to forget about her and actually have fun." Daniel said. he sounded too desperate.

"i- i don't wan-

"No tom. you're coming with us. i won't take no for an answer. get ready, we'll be at yours in 30 minutes."

and with that Daniel hung up.

i sighed.

i got out of my bed and stumbled to the mirror.

my hair was messy with big black bags under my eyes. i looked tired even if i've had more sleep then a fucking bat.

i went into the shower for the first time since 2 weeks ago. i felt the hot trickles of water racing down my back and hair as i relaxed and felt all of the tension in my body disappear.

i clambered out and got dressed, i wore a simple black t-shirt that clung to my muscles and toned abs, with black jeans, i didn't care if i looked like a goth, i'm sure i looked like a pretty sexy goth. not that i cared.

i left my messy blonde hair alone, i didn't care what people thought of me anymore.

i sat down and had food while waiting for Rupert and Daniel, but just as i was about to get up i heard a knock.

i opened the door slowly.

authors pov

"tom! you're actually alive!" Rupert exclaimed.

tom did not look impressed. "wow funny." tom said with a straight face, sarcasm dripping from each word.

Rupert put his hands up in a fake surrender. "sorrryyy"

tom rolled his eyes but before he could say anything daniel yanked him by my arm a long with Rupert and dragged tom to his car.

"get in blondie and orange tumour, fun fair time." Daniel smirked.

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i was crying while i wrote this lmao.

sorry if i made u guys cry ;(

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