Infatuated (hsau)

chapter 80.

This chapter contains mentions of an eating disorder, suicide and depression. It also contains somebody using these things against someone in a negative way so I'm just making it clear this behaviour isn't acceptable and feel free to send hate to the character using these things in a negative way.

If you suffer with the above, my DM's are open on Wattpad, Twitter and Instagram so please don't hesitate to message me if you'd like someone to talk to. I'm here for you always, you're not alone and I love you with my whole heart.

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Breathe, keep breathing
Don't lose your nerve
Breathe, keep breathing
I can't do this alone
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Harlow Dean

For a few minutes I managed to shake myself from all the nerves and sickening worry I had clouding my thoughts, thanks to the Notebook. The first three chapters of the notebook made me smile, it reminded me a lot of Harry actually.

It all changed though, my peace was broken and my heart sunk. I placed the book down on the table and sat with my hand clutched over my mouth as the sound of footsteps on the wooden floor terrified me.

I knew straight away that it wasn't Harry, he would've shouted and I know his footsteps. That wasn't Harry and I knew it.

When my office door flung open I was greeted with the sight of Daniel standing there with blood trickling down his chin and a bruise for,img on his jaw. That's when he pulled the gun from his pocket which again, almost sent me into cardiac arrest.

My first thought was 'where's Harry?' because Daniel is supposed to be at the fight and so is Harry, yet Daniels here and Harry isn't. Daniel also has a gun and Harry doesn't.

What if Daniel killed him?

Before I had time to get upset about that thought, Daniel marched over to me until he was standing behind me, pressing the gun to my head as my chest started rising and falling quicker than it ever has before.

I didn't even get to say goodbye to him.

I told him not to say goodbye and now I'm really fucking wishing He did

My mum never said goodbye and that made mourning the loss of someone I loved so much harder. I should've said goodbye to Harry, I shouldn't have been so naive in thinking this would all be okay. It was never going to be okay, not when Daniel's girlfriend is my ex best friend.

I should've known, I should've said something, because now Harrys going to be punishing himself for mistakes that weren't even made by him.

Life is so unfair.

"Your boyfriends pretty dumb, leaving you alone..." he chuckles, "I'm sorry for the pain I'm about to cause but you'll be grateful in the long run for the fact you won't remember much of this."

For a second I was confused, that was until I felt the barrel of the gun strike me in the temple and my vision turned black as I fell into a dream of unconsciousness. The ringing in my ears was so loud it felt like I was going to turn deaf, and the pounding in my head felt like it was going to kill me.

I felt so present in my own head, but still I was unconscious. But then suddenly all I could see was Harry, all I could feel was him tracing circles on the palms of my hands and all I could hear was the sound of his guitar playing that sweet melody, followed by his heavenly sounding voice singing the words 'sweet creature' as if it was a verse from the bible.

I felt his hands running through my hair, his soft lips against my forehead and his clothes against my skin. The picture of him in my mind is one where he is consumed by my white bed sheets as the sun cracked through the blinds on a morning in the beginning of autumn.