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What am i now?

Hiii this is gonna be something that goes just goes when I'm writing so i don't know how this will turn out!just wanna say i dont think of harry like this and im not Portraying him like this. This is Strictly fiction

12:24 am

   harry comes home, late. Charlotte has noticed a pattern with harry, he sleeps all say and then goes out at night til what ever time in the morning.She's worried for him and it hasn't been the same in a while, they haven't slept in the same bed, kissed, or even do anything sexual. Charlotte missed the old harry, her craving his touch, soft lips, cuddles. Everything. Sometimes he would never come home until the next day, either drunk or tired.

Charlotte knew harry wasn't the only one wrong in their relationship, she hated confrontation,telling how she really feels. She always just hides it and act completely okay.
She doesn't like opening up, she is very stubborn and hates  when she feels controlled.

Harry comes home
12:33 am  No ones  pov

Harry walks in, shirt halfway unbutton, with a bottle of tequila in his hand and in the other hand his car keys.

  Charlotte is sitting on the floor, back against the couch behind her.She looks over to see the door nob rattling and then finally sees harry walk in.

"where were you?...Nadines ? " Charlotte says with no emotion or expression on her face, just looking back at the TV. "i uhh...why does it matter" he says mixing his words. "Your drunk, you drove your self home, and you've been gone for almost two days." Again Charlotte doesn't express anything just sipping her bottle of wine away and looking at the TV , its almost as if she's completely numb.

      Harry drunkenly laughs and comes and slaps a sloppy kiss on her forehead.she doesn't do anything. Charlotte is tired of living like this both of them are hiding their feelings,not communicating with each other and being completely distant.

Harry went and sat on the love seat across from Charlotte. He sits there drinking his tequila just looking at Charlotte.
"What happened to us?" She says once again no emotion or expression. "Nothing Charlie, your being dramatic."  Charlotte scuffs at harry. 

      The silence between them isn't something new. " where have you been going?"
"If i...t-told you , y-you wouldn't like it char" Charlotte cuts him off " you've been at Nadine's haven't you?" she turns her head to look at harry, with a completely numb face, wanting harry to say no but she knew the answer was going to be a yes.

    "Yeah..." harry says numbly. Charlotte knew it was going to be a yes but hearing the answer come from him hit her different. She got up and grabbed the wine bottle and then went to harry and snatched the tequila bottle from his hand.
         She walked to the kitchen sink and pored both of the bottles down the drain. Looking at harry in a numb but mad way the entire time. After so she grabbed the tequila bottle and threw it at the wall closest to her.
     She grunts and throws the other glass bottle. Making glass shatter everywhere on the floor.

      "Why do you keep doing this to me harry!?...you think i want to be here!? You think i wanna be home alone every single damn night waiting for you to come home, i stayed up every night just so i knew you came home safely" She screams bent down with her face down and hands in her hair.
  "Me?...why do you keep pushing me away a-and never telling me anything. You always hide your feelings!You never tell me anything! You are completely numb and not saying how you feel to me or not telling me anything hurts me just as much as it hurts you" he argues. "Oh so your solution was leaving me home and fucking Nadine and then come home drunk?" She protest.
      Harry knew what ever he was about to say he was going to regret it. "no Charlotte that isn't my solution...I'm stupid for doing that i know but i needed some one and you shut me out s-so i went to Nadine's and yes i slept with...her but i am so so stupid leaving you here alone days at a time and i don't think ill ever forgive my self Charlotte...." 
      Harry says standing up Running his hand thru his hair and the other hand on his waist. Charlotte sitting on the kitchen floor completely shattered in side but on the outside she doesn't show any expression.
      "I- ... can't believe you just...." Charlotte picked her self up and went to go grab her purse and car keys. But as she went to do so harry stopped her in her tracks they are inches maybe even millimeters , harry puts his hands on Charlotte waist.  "Stop." he says   "Harry p-please just pl-please" Charlotte says trying to push him out of her way, trying not to cry in-front of harry.
       "Please we can work this out."  "No harry, you have issues , i have issues. We aren't good for each other. Maybe you should be with the perfect, blond, tan, blue eyed Nadine."  "Stop that, it was a mistake, she doesn't matter, your the one that i want." Charlotte could tell he was trying not to cry. But he's doing this because he's drunk right?...right? She thought to her self

     Charlotte pov

I don't know why he's doing this? He loves Nadine i know he does. Its like I'm a ghost to him. Why?why is he doing this? I don't wanna lose harry. He's all i have left, I'm all he has left, but its so numb here, "i feel so lost,"
"What?...baby?"   "Huh?"  "You said you feel so lost"  "i did?"  "Yes Charlie."  "Oh...i should just g-go." 
      Harry stops her again but this time grabbing her shoulders .  "Jesus harry just p-please let me-" i get cut off before I could finish my sentence to a soft pair a lips crashing on to mine.
         It was different this time, more lust and love, passionate , it felt wrong but felt to right. The taste of tequila still lingering on his lips.
I didn't notice but i was crying softly. I felt my tears on his skin. He stops kissing me and looks at me and then pulling me into his arms, holding me with his arms his hand brushing my hair and the other hand around my waist. "Its okay my love, i screwed up badly, just please don't leave me, your all i have.  I need you." He wiped my tears and pushed the lose hair in my face behind my ear.

   I felt so foolish blaming all of this on harry when part of it wasn't his fault. "Im-i....I'm sorry" i breath out having trouble to catch my words from crying. "Im so sorry, I blamed all of this on you when i was part of the issue to. I should have opened up and i didn't. I kept to my self and belt up all the anger. We are both in the wrong. I just- i...." I crashed to my nee's on the floor and harry crashing down with me but still holding me. I cry into his arms feeling embarrassed and humiliated.

       We stay there for awhile  just holding each other like we would never see each other ever again. It wasn't goodbye. "Let me fix my self, I'm not okay... ju-just please be by my side and don't leave me, I'll do what ever it is to make you stay." He says choking up tears and bring my face to meet his, his hands cupping my face. "Im never gonna leave harry. I promise." I say brushing my hand through his hair while looking through his eyes.

      I could tell he wasn't really drunk anymore. I felt bad for sitting on the floor still but i didn't want this moment to end. My head on his chest, feeling his heart beat, for some reason it was soothing to me.

     I felt my eyes getting heavy and as soon as i did harry got up and picked me up bridal style. I wrapped my arms around him,  tucking my head in his neck. He kisses my forehead and walks us upstairs and brings us to our room. I haven't been in this room in weeks, i was staying in the guest bed room. Seeing my side of the bed untouched made me sad. It was like he waited for me every night but i never came to our room.
     He lays me down and i sit my self up to take off my jacket and jeans. I didn't care about my sleep wear and to be honest i wanted to sleep as close to harry as i could tonight with out anything between us. Including our clothes.
     I take everything off but kept my bra and underwear on. The bed sheets and comforter cold, empty. "Can i tell you something?" He says taking off his shirt and jeans. "Mhm"  "i waited for you to climb into our bed on your side late at night every night..."  " I'm sorry harry, i should have, i wanted to but i thought you...". "Would what?"  "I don't know." 

        I sit there in silence and guilt. I did so much to him and i hate my self for it. I watch him brush his teeth, his soft skin, only in his underwear he comes out of the bath room and walks over to me, crawls in the middle of the bed where i am and climbs on me. "Your so beautiful y'know that? How did i get so damn lucky Charlotte?"   I smile and kiss his forehead . He climbs of me and gets under the bedding with me, he scoots me to him. His warm,strong arms surround me, holding me. Ive been craving just a simple touch from him like crazy. This is all i wanted. My eyes get heavy and i soon fall asleep in a broken mans arms but he's holding a broken girl in his arms.

   Harrys pov

  I watch her fall asleep in my arms, this dark haired, brown eyed, tall girl in my arms, mine. I knew I screwed up,sleeping with Nadine was the biggest mistake of my life, i don't know why i did it, i feel so guilty i know Charlotte will never forgive me for that. But I feel so lucky to have us back. I admire her for awhile probably hours, her breathing, her hands on my chest.  Her long eyelashes  . Beautiful long hair  .  Soft skin  . Pink lips  . Amazing shaped cheek bones  .  Jawline . Body curves. Everything about this girl.... shes all mine. Here. With me. For me.  The girl of my wildest dreams is here with me in my arms. I wouldn't trade this for the world.

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