the photographer.

Harrys feelings.

harry lewis pov:

I woke up alone once again nobody will talk to me not even the lads, of course i regret everything i did i don't know why i did it honestly. if somebody would have come up to me a year ago and told me in a couple of months time i'd meet the most amazing girl ever i would have called them a complete and utter liar but here we are fuck.

Ophelia was one of the most beautiful girls i've ever met she knows how to make me laugh, she knows all my favourite things, she knows how i hate tomatoes and how i like my steak cooked god this girl was everything and more.
Yes we were only supposed to be just friends with benefits but my feelings grew so so quick for this innocent girl that i quickly found myself falling for her falling for her hard.

I had completely lost myself and completely lost her and i was broken. we were both broken. i knew i needed to make it up to her before it was too late but i had no idea how she won't even answer my fucking phone calls.

I cant loose her i cant if i loose her i'll completely loose myself she keeps me calm she keeps me sane, she's my last thought at night and my first thought in the morning.

yes i'm the biggest simp for ophelia but of course i had to go fuck it up like everything else.

i had found myself drinking more and more often since that day not wanting to leave my bed other than to shower or to go and buy more cans of beer, bottles of wine or even bottles of spirits my bedroom floor scattered with empty cans and bottles.

fuck sake harry you've really fucked it up this time lad.

Hi my loves, this is another filler chapter to show you how harry feels in all of this i've also added this song as i feel like it represents how their both feeling rn.

thank you for all the love on yesterday's chapter love you all so so much xx