ON HOLD/Edited
*Soft Story// Short Story*
He thought he could settle with a friendship, he knew if he couldn't have them the way his heart desires then a friendship would be enough for him. Anything was better than having nothing. But it wasn't enou...
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"You, Magnolia Love Rhodes are a complete loser."
"Hey!" I shout from the bathroom, my voice travels through the hallway to my bedroom. Where Matthew lays like a starfish on my bed. I look at myself through the mirror, fixing my bangs to the side before starting with my makeup.
Today Matthew is taking me out to help me think about if I really want to be with Harry.
Not my idea but he claims it's a thought process so I hope it works and I can decide what I really what. I've been a complete mess and stupid idiot, one day I want to be with Harry, and then the next I don't.
Which is confusing
But it doesn't help when he messes up, for example, he's with a woman who cheated on him. I don't still understand that part of the story or any part of it if I'm being honest. I did notice something though, and that's the effect this whole thing has been playing with my life and Arlo's.
Ever since Harry Styles came into my life it's been a wreck.
"You look pretty." I look up from the counter to the mirror, Matthew leans against the door frame looking at me with his big brown eyes. He lifts his eyebrows and moves closer to me. "You know..."
I do know.
But shouldn't open that door, not until everything is decided with Harry. "Matty, let's not." I give him a glare through the mirror. He sighs and throws his head back, giving me a clear view of his neck and for a second, just one second I want to throw Harry to the back of my mind.
"He's not good for you."
I look at my makeup scattered all over the counter, "Oh really?" My tone is amusing. I would like to see where he goes with this one. He pushes himself off the door frame and walks closer to me. Suddenly he drags his finger against my neck, I hold my breath and look at him in the mirror. He stares at the side of my face, watching himself push my hair away to allow more skin to be exposed.
Memories of this, of us, play in my head
"He's shady and done already so much hurt to you," He whispers before adding, "But he is very handsome not like me though." And there it is, he laughs when I push him away playfully. My face is red from the heat and him making his way to sit on the closed toilet seat. "So like is he getting married?"
"Something is going on." I hum along.
"Yes, something is but that doesn't mean anything like him not marrying the cheating bitch." Matthew shakes his leg, up and down. He's spoken to me about his trust for Harry and I really couldn't blame him for feeling that way. It seems everyone has been feeling this way and I hate allowing it to happen.
"You have a point, I just have to trust him." I pucker my lips and lean a little closer to the mirror.
