𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙎𝙩𝙮𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨

𝚃𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚝

Y/N was trying. She loved Harry more than absolutely anything else. But she still felt inferior to him. She felt like he didn't love her at all. She tried. More than anything, but he never seemed to do more than tolerate it.

Maybe it was the age gap, it wasn't huge but it was there, he was 28 and she was 22. He just seems to have gone cold.

She just tries so hard to impress him but he doesn't seem to care.

She spent the whole day making his favourite dinner, a full three course meal because they had an argument yesterday and she felt bad about it. She just spent the whole day cooking, setting up the kitchen with candles and flowers and even went as far as buying him an 'I'm sorry' gift.

But he doesn't seem to care.

She wanted to have a nice night with him, but all she got was a 'thank you but I already ate, I'm going to finish some work in my study'.

And she was so fucking tired. Y/N is a good fucking person. She deserves to receive the love she gives and she knows that. But he just constantly doesn't seem to care.

She waited all day for him to get home like a fucking kid just for him to turn her down.

She couldn't stand it anymore. She was breaking. Their relationship is breaking.

She made him her whole life, he's everything to her but now she seems to be begging for footnotes in his life. She's just begging for any part of recognition, for a tiny piece of love. Anything.

She had to talk to him about it. She had to make him care or at least give her a break.

Y/N knocks softly on the door to his office, pushing the door slightly open.

"Y/N I really don't have time" Harry sighs, "We need to talk" She sniffles, not able to hide the fact she's crying.

"Can we just later please?" He groans, not seeming to give a shit.

"Why do you just tolerate me?" She asks straight up, looking at him with pure pain in her eyes.

Harry looks up at her with furrowed eyebrows..

"It's just I try so hard Harry! I wait by the door every single day like a fucking child just waiting for you to get home, I try to get you to care, I try to make our relationship, hell today I slaved my ass off to try and make you a meal to say sorry for an argument you caused, I laid the table with the fancy shit, and you just tolerate it!" She cries.

Harry looks at her in surprise not knowing what to say.

" If it's all in my head then tell me, tell me I've got it wrong somehow!" She says, waiting for an answer but it never comes.

"I know my love should be celebrated, but you tolerate it" She sighs, wiping at her eyes vigorously.

"Y/N, it's not like that I'm just busy" Harry sighs.

"So am I Harry! We're all fucking busy, do you think I just lay around all day? I've got shit to do, but I make time for you, I try and try and try, but you never listen" She cries.

"I made you my whole world Harry, I made you my everything, I love you more than anything but you just tolerate me" She cries, hiding her head in her hands.

"Y/N, I don't just tolerate you, I love you too" Harry tries, "You can't even look me in the eye and say that" She says, trying to hold her head straight, her bottom lip wobbling.

"You're just trying to tell me what you think I want to hear Harry. I wish you loved me. But you don't. You've made that very clear" She says, looking down at the ground.

"And you know what Harry, at least I fucking tried. I tried to make us work, I tried to be something for you, someone for you, I tried to make this fucking relationship work. But you didn't. At least I tried" She says, shaking her head.

"Y/N, you don't mean that" Harry sighs, "Of course I fucking mean it!" She shouts, "Do you honestly think that this is what I fucking want Harry! I spent my time on you! I tried for you! I fucking love you and you treat me like I'm a fucking child, like I'm some kind of random woman in your life!" She shouts.

"You don't even care Harry." She says, realisation dawning on her face.

"That's the saddest part about it, you literally don't even care that our relationship is done. You know what? I'm glad I won't be here to burden you anymore, I just wish I could be as cold as you. I wish I couldn't give two shits! Because this fucking hurts, it hurts that I love you but I have to let you go" She cries, turning out of his office as tears stream down her face.

Harry watches after her. He didn't think he cared anymore, he just didn't know how to tell her. But he could feel his heart shattering a little at the sight of her walking away.

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Soooooo????? Was this sad enough dukhdardkashtpeedh if not just tell me what I can do better, I'm kinda shit at angst 😭😭

Hope yall enjoyed anyway tho <3

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