TATTOOED -h.s.

Chapter 33

I don't know why I didn't notice it sooner, but as I stood there admiring his beauty, I realized a new piece of art that he added to his collectection. I looked at the ink etched into the side of his forearm and slowly stroked my fingers across the imprinted skin. It was an exposed mermaid, but it wasn't just any random mermaid...it closely reassembled me.

Sarah's P.O.V

We slept peacefully through the night, but it was too good to be true because it was interrupted as always. I was woken up to the sound of the door, it took me a bit to realize that Harry wasn't beside me anymore either. I shot up and rushed towards the door to follow Harry, he was leaving like how any normal guy would after a one night stand. I realized what was happening so I ran after him to see him in socks, holding his shoes, and still smelling of alcohol. I grabbed his wrist in my hand and spun him around to face me. "Why? Why do you do this to me? Why do you hurt me like this?" He stared at me blankly, slowly trying to comprehend my words. "Just tell me this....am I really the one doing all the hurting?" I didn't know how to respond because my mind was thinking of a comeback or an excuse but there wasn't one. "If you loved me, then why'd you leave me?" He looked into my eyes for an answer. "Did you ever think about how I felt during this? What it was like to witness you struggling and in pain? Or how it felt to be lied to and left alone for months? Did you ever think maybe I just needed time to think and get some air from every shocking fucking thing that has happened in this short time? You're acting as though I didn't come back, I was back within 2 hours, not even, and I shouldn't forget to mention that I sat here worried to death, waiting for you for hours until I gave up and tried to find you. Oh, and also... who carried you home from the bar last night when you were piss ass drunk? That's what I thought, so before you start pointing fingers, look in the mirror."

He dropped his shoes and said "Sar..." "Don't." I mumbled before pulling my arm from his touch. I walked back to the apartment and texted Courtney asking if she could pick me up. Harry walked in soon after with shoes in hand again. "Can we just talk about this? I know I was being selfish, I'm sorry." "No I'm sorry, I'm sorry for being stupid enough to trust you again and rush back into everything." I said, avoiding making any eye contact with him. I knew that his expression would be heart wrenching, that's why I didn't want to witness it. I was right, because when I stood up I got a glance of the hurt in his face. He stood there, frozen in place, looking sad and confused like a lost puppy in the streets. "Baby, please don't do this again..." he said as the water brimmed across his eyes, even though he used everything in him to try and hold it back. "I'm sorry, Harry. You know I love you, but things are gonna have to be different from now on." "What do you mean by different?" His eyes melted into mine. "Friends?" "Don't you dare pull the friend's card on me, Sar! After everything between us, do you honestly think we could ever just be friends?" He spat, putting emphasis on "friends". "It's worth a try..." I struggled to speak. I brushed passed him without another word and grabbed my things. I walked down to the parking lot and waited for Courtney but after a couple minutes of waiting I got another text from her saying "I'm so sorry, I can't make it. Boss is being an ass today." I huffed and rolled my eyes, drawing a blank on what I should do. I either have to walk or find another ride, because not even God could drag me back into that apartment with Harry at the moment. I'm gonna keep my word and do everything I can to make myself better. I scrolled through my contacts to try and find someone, but the only person I came across that I knew wasn't at work or busy was Zayn. I called him and he answered immediately "Sarah, are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine. I was just wondering if I could get a ride?" "Yeah sure. I was just worried because you know, we haven't talked for a while." "I know, I'm sorry about that too. I've just," I paused thinking of what to say "been in a tough situation lately. Long story." "Well I have time," he chuckled through the phone. "Wanna grab some coffee and catch up?" "Sounds...interesting." I agreed with a laugh. "Where are you?" He asked. "Rosewood apartments." "Why are you in that part of town?....forget it, I'll be there in 10." We hung up and I was so glad that I didn't need to explain I was here, more like I didn't want to believe it.

A/N: I know this is a short chapter, but I'm trying my best. Running 4 books at once with Wi-Fi only on the weekends is honestly a struggle. I'm sorry, but I'm trying to make up for it. Stay beautiful, babes.