Some Months Later...
"Dais, I told you to keep it a small party." I say to my best friend.
"Well, it is a small one. Only 60 people invited." She smiles at me.
"60! Are you crazy?" I say to her shocked.
It was my birthday, and she invited 60 people. 60 PEOPLE?
"Shut up, it's not always you turn 23." She responds and goes into the kitchen for god knows what.
I sigh and sit on the couch. I look around myself, people dancing and drinking happily.
And here I am, drinking sadly on my birthday. Daisy knew I wasn't excited for my birthday.
I search through the crowd for special someone, well, not so special now, but still. A small part of me thought he would be here. I guess I was wrong.
I sigh and take a sip of my wine and eat the cake Daisy ordered for me.
I see Daisy making her way over to me.
"Hey." She says nervously.
"Oh no, what did you do?" I tease her and she rolls her eyes.
"Okay, before you snap and get angry at me, I just want to say, I did this for your own good and his." She says and I furrow my brows at her as my heart drops down to my stomach.
"Daisy, what did you do?" I ask her warningly as I stand up from her couch.
"Listen to me, Y/N, I knew this wasn't a good idea to do it on your birthday, but I couldn't see you in pain more. And he is heartbroken too. Also, he begged me for letting him come here." She says and I get angry.
"That does not mean you say yes! You know he was wrong!" My voice cracks in the end.
"Yes, I was wrong." A deep British voice behind me says and I freeze.
I haven't that voice in nearly 8 months. That same voice that made me laugh and cry. And I missed that voice.
I turn to look at Harry standing behind me. He looks beautiful. He is wearing a skinny jeans and white t-shirt, hair messy but still perfect.
"What do you want?" I ask him exhausted.
"Can we talk somewhere private? Please, Y/N." He asks.
"No." I say and storm into the kitchen.
I take out a whiskey bottle I find in one the cabinets.
I unscrew the bottle cap and directly put the bottle to my mouth to drink the bitter liquid.
"Y/N let me explain, please." Harry says.
"There is nothing left to explain, Harry! Do you know what I have been through?" I say to him.
"I just want to apologize, please." He raises his voice at me and I am fuming.
"Don't you dare raise you voice at me. You have no right to scream at me after the things you've done." I warn him and glare at him.
"I'm sorry, okay. I won't raise my voice, but just please listen to me, baby." He says and comes closer to me.
"No, don't come near me. And don't call me that." I say and take a step back.
"O-okay, just listen to me." He says and stays where he is.
"Speak." I say and watch him release a breath and keep the bottle of alcohol beside me on the counter.
"First of all, Happy Birthday." He says and I just nod at him, not wanting to talk over it.
"And second of all, I am really, really sorry for what I did you. At first it was a game for me. But then I got to know you, I saw how great person you were. I wasn't used to girls not giving me attention, so I thought I wouldn't be hard to do this. But as we spent time together, I slowly fell for you. I really did. I thought I could sort that thing with the group, but I guess not." He says looking down at the ground. My eyes are brimming with tears. I still love him. It's pathetic that I do. After everything he's done, I still have feelings for him.
"And I also thought that if I kept you away from the group you will not know about that." He says. I still haven't said anything.
He comes closer and he stands in front of me.
"The things I said to you, our sweet memories, every single moment we spent together, it was real for me. All of it. I am ashamed of myself. I am trying to change, Y/N. I have also started therapy for my own problems. I am sorry." He says and strokes my cheek hesitantly.
I close my eyes and let out a sigh.
"I am miserable without you, baby. I need you in my life. I love you, Y/N." he says and his voice cracking at the end.
"I love you too, Harry." I say back and see him widen his eyes in surprise.
"But you broke my trust, and my heart. It's going to take time for the trust to build again." I say see hurt all over his face.
"I know. I am sorry. I don't know what else to say." He says and I see his eyes glossing over.
We both stay silent. He is stroking my cheek and I am enjoying his touch.
"I- I have proposition, if you want." He says.
"What is it?" I whisper.
"We can start over? I am not asking to get back together right now, I know you need time. But at least we can be friends and we can take things slow? If you want, it's completely up to you." He says and I think over what he said.
"I think, I'd like that." I say quietly after a while and see a smile crawl upon Harry's face. Oh, how I have missed that smile...
"Are you sure?" he asks and I nod biting my lip.
"Thank you so much for giving me one more chance. I love you." He says and hugs me as I laugh slightly and hug him back. I really missed him.
"I promise I won't disappoint you, Y/N. I will make up to you as friend and then if you still want me we could get back together." He says with a big smile on his face.
"Okay." I laugh.
"Now what?" I ask as we both smile at each other like idiots.
"I think we should enjoy your birthday and tell Daisy that we are friends or else she will literally murder me for ruining your birthday." He says and I laugh.
"I really missed, Y/N." he says and interlocks our fingers together.
"I really misses you to, Harry." I say back and squeeze his fingers and he squeezes back mine.
"Let's go." He says and I nod smiling at him.
"Let's." I say and we walk out of the kitchentogether.
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