Oblivion // h.s

C H A S E

H A R R Y
I think I may be in love with her. Well whatever I have for her no one will know. I hide it with the best of my possibility. But I can never tell her anways, she doesn't love me in that way, or even like me. She will never love me.. in that way.

She loves Chase, its always about him.

I'm not good enough for her.
I'm not good enough for her.
I'm not good enough for her.

"I'm not good enough for her." I blurted out, my eyes widen and my heart raced. She turns around and looks at me confused. "What?" Her eyes pore into mine. Almost hypnotized but caught myself.

"Sorry it was nothing." I sigh and put my head down. I hear her continue to cook for us.

"Hun can you get it?" She pointing to the door. The empty feeling and heavy weight of sadness spreading in my stomach.

"Anything for you my love." I whisper under my breath. I walk to the door, my hand reaches for the door knob. Opening it I quickly dread to see whose behind it.

"I fucking knew it!" Chase yells and pushes pass me. Well this isn't going to end well.

"What the fuck?" I say. If he thinks he can push me around he's got another fucking thing coming. I find myself rushing over to Kiara's side. He is not taking her from me, not again, not ever.

"Are you fucking wearing his shirt? You fucking whore! You slept with him didn't you!?" He yells with each word Kiara jumps.

Kiara doesn't do anything but stand behind me nervously.

"Thats not any of your business isn't it? You need to leave now." A laugh almost escapes. "Fuck off man whore." He rolls his eyes clearly annoyed with my presence.

"Says the fuckboy who fucked a paid whore, haha ok." I say back at him. He looks at me so angry. But I don't give a shit. "You come all the way here to accuse her of fucking me? You are nothing to her but a boy. You came here to find a girl who is trying her best to not fall apart because you were selfish."

He looks at her with the same anger. He doesn't say anything but looks at me. He wants to say something although I don't think he can. I was right and he couldn't fight that. This time I won.

His hand came up in a fist, about to punch me till I stooped his hand then I punched him in the face. My eyes go wide when I realized I just punched him. I just punched Chase.. Everything happened to fast.

His head comes up with a nose bleed, he shakes his head at me, "This is not over." He says to Kiara. "Shut the fuck up." I gritted my teeth.

I grab his shirt and tugged him to the door. "Stop coming back, its obvious she doesn't want you." I say in monotone pushing him out. My arm finds the strength to slam the door in his face.

A couple minutes of standing at the door Kiara speaks up. "I still love him Harry." she shakes her head. "God-" she pauses for a moment, "If I had the chance to never loving him. I would take it in a heartbeat." Her voice so hoarse as if shes been yelling.

"I'm so sorry Kiara." I walk up to her. I hold her in my arms. Whatever I feel for this girl I'm holding, nothing will ever change the fact that I'm her best friend.

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"Harry?" I hear a faint voice call for my name. I stand up from the bed and walk to the living room, "Yo?" I lift my hand to scratch the back of my head. "Why didn't you tell me you were having those blank moments.. again?" She says looking for my eyes once again.

I look at her then to her hand holding my phone. I became angry, I'm not to sure why but I was. "Why the hell are you so damn nosy?!" I yell. She was taken back "No, I wasn't it fell from the couch from when I was cleaning and the phone answered your Doctor's phone call and thats when I heard him talking. Not just that but you went back to selfharming.. ?" She says softly. I walk to her to grab my phone. I'm tearing apart at the thought of her knowing this. Though I'm not able to show it, the stubbornness won't let me.

I shake my head, "I have to go."

"Harold please."

"Stop don't call me that," Feeling angrier by the second. A part of me was sadden for how harsh I was being but I couldn't control it. "You weren't suppose to know about that any of that." I shut my eyes closed frustrated. I was pissed and I can't handle her knowing. She looked hurt and so taken back. She tried to stop me from going but I walk away. I'm letting her let me go.

What is wrong with me?

Am I really doing this?

I grab my flannel out of her room because shes wearing my shirt. She can just keep it.

I leave out of her apartment and just go home.

"Harry," I hear her soft voice echo in my head, "I'm sorry." Is all I hear once I shut the door.

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