my chamber of secrets (LEGOSHI x READER)

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Edward POV

It's been a few days since Harry's confession. I still haven't been able to process it all, it literally just came out of nowhere. I'm a mind reader, it's what I do... yet I could never pick up on Harry's feelings towards me. I stare at the ceiling, contemplating my abilities. Now that I think of it... I've never been able to read Harry's mind. I could read Y/N's, Legoshi's, Mr. Wilde's.... But never Harry's.

A knock at the door.

I spring up. It's 7am, who else is up this early? I stand near the door, reading the mind of whomever is there to guess who it is. Nothing. I sigh and open the door.

"Hey Edward... can we talk?" I knew it. Harry is standing at my door, a sorrowful look in his eyes.

"Sure hun. Come in." I move to the side, allowing him to enter. He sits on my bed, tears begin to fill his eyes.

"I'm so sorry Ed-" Harry suddenly bursts into tears. I sit next to him and hold on tight.

"Harry, I love you," I let out a little laugh. "How come you never told me this before?"

Harry sniffles, "I didn't know how I felt.. U-until I saw you with Mr. Wilde. I was more angry than I ever thought I could be... A-and I didn't know why. All this time... I guess I just wanted you for myself." He looks at me with glossy eyes. He continues.

"Do... Do you want to be with me?"

I loosen my hold around him and stand up. Why is he putting me on the spot like this? I slightly pace around the small room.

"Harry, you're my best friend. I don't want to do anything to jeopardize that. Do you understand? And you know how I've felt about Mr. Wilde..."

Harry jumps up, his sorrowful expression forms into one of rage.

"You're STILL going on about Mr. Wilde?? Do you not see how fucked up this all is?" I take a step back and keep my voice low and calm.

"Look I don't want to talk about that right now Harry. I told you how I fe-"

"No," He shakes his head and crosses his arms. "Fuck you Edward. Choosing your old ass teacher over ME... someone who knows you and cares about you and... and would REALLY love you." His voice begins to trail off as tears fill his eyes once more. I try to reach for his hand but he quickly pulls away.

"Harry..." The early morning sun begins to shine throughout the dorm. What a beautiful day for such a tragic situation. 

"I'm going. This was a mistake... You'll never feel how I want you to." Before I can even get a word out, Harry slams the door shut behind him.

The sun dims as clouds begin to soar over it. I lay on my bed once more, staring at a different spot on the ceiling. Harry is my best friend, he means everything to me. It pains me that he would feel like this. 

The phone rings.

"Hello?" It's Mr. Wilde. His thoughts are the loudest I've ever heard. My heart drops. His thoughts aren't what they usually are.

"Edward... Look I can't do this anymore. It's too much. Harry was right... It's weird It-its creepy. I shouldn't have ever let it get this far. I'm sorry. See you in class." He ends the call.

Great. Not only does my best friend hate me, now my love is no more. Tears begin to well up in my eyes. I reach for my phone once more, this time ringing Y/N.

She'll know what to do.