Harry's POV
I heard a knock on my front door from the kitchen. I quickly wiped my hands on a nearby towel and made my way to the door.
"Hey Harry"
Shit
"Hey Cris" what was she doing here?
"Can I come in?"
I hesitantly nodded and opened the door wider so that she could come in. After closing the door I followed her into the kitchen and leaned on the door frame.
"Your baking?" She asked but I ignored her question
"What are you doing here Crista" I said shoving my hands in my pockets, waiting for an answer.
She took a deep breath
"I came here because I wanted to talk." Her blue eyes had darkened as we stared at each other.
"There's nothing to talk about Crista" I walked over to the counter and continued rolling out the cookie dough like I was earlier.
"Come on Harry we have to talk at some point in tired of us ignoring each other." She was standing across from me her palms now on the counter I said nothing and just kept rolling out the dough. She had been bugging me all week and it was pissing me off to be honest couldn't she get a hint?
"You never wanted to talk before, nor did you want to talk after I caught you with-"
"Harry stop." She cut me off
"I know what I did was wrong but I was stupid I couldn't get my feelings straight." I snorted
"God Crista your unbelievable sometimes you know that? I gave you everything I had I loved you I really did and you threw it away like it was a piece of shit. Everything we had was just a game to you, you played with my feelings and I was stupid enough to fucking fall for it." My hands had curled up into fist I was swelling with pain and anger. She walked up to me so that we were face to face and her eyes had softened into a bright ocean blue.
"Harry I want to fix it I made a mistake an I want you I need you." She began rubbing my forearm but I just shrugged her off
"You can't fix it, besides I've found someone else" her mouth parted and her eyes turned dark again, burning right through mine.
"Oh" she said sternly
"Yeah, I think you should leave." I looked straight into her eyes I wanted her to feel my pain I suffered so much after I had found out that she was cheating all of this was bullshit.
"Okay" she said but it was barely a whisper, she walked straight out the front door.
"Fuck!"
I placed my palms into the counter to restrain myself from throwing everything she fucking messes with my head. I ran my hand through my hair and clenched it taking small deep breaths to calm me down. What kind of shit was this? Did she really want me back? No no she couldn't besides I have Mabel now and that's all that matters.Crista's POV
"I'm so stupid!" I said as I sat in my car in the driveway tears streaming down my face I could see how Harry felt now why did I have to screw things up?
I wiped my eyes and glanced over to my phone sitting in the passengers seat.
"Mabel"
That bitch! She's the reason why Harry won't give me another chance, he was to focused on her. I smile to myself
"If I can get rid of her then everything will go as planned." I put my car in reverse and backed out of the driveway.
"Don't worry Harry we'll be back together and I promise that I won't screw up this time."
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My Little Bundle of Tantrums(H.S)
FanfictionMabel Johnson has just moved from Colorado to London after the tragic death of her mother, where she has to try and make new friends and adjust to unfamiliar surroundings but that all comes in an unexpected package when she meets and falls In love w...