꧁༺ 𝔇𝔯𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔶 𝔒𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔱𝔰 ༻꧂

Heather Jr. ✔️

FYI: The "Heather's" are not connected. They are all different and not continuances of a previous "Heather" written.

Written: December 3rd, 2022

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What a sight for sore eyes.

Tears flowed down his face. The room was so quiet, you could hear the howls of the wind.

"Don't make a big deal out of this."

That only made him cry harder. How dare he? After all they lived through, after all the nightmares he helped him through. How?

Before his (now) ex could say another word, he ran away, not being able to look at him.

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I'm not even half as pretty

It was the next day and he was walking down the hall, heading to the Great Hall when he saw them. They were holding hands as they walked down the hall, his ex looked up at him, staring at him as if they were looking at his soul.

That slight action just made him walk faster, not wanting to deal with him today.

"Wait!"

He didn't dare turn around, he didn't want to.

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Just polyester

He should've seen all the signs, he should've but he didn't.

His ex was always talking about her (or him)
"They did so well in the Quidditch match" or "can't wait to see them again"

His ex even acted as if he couldn't see the letters he sent to them. It hurt him so much, but it wasn't worth it. He had to move on. He had to get over him, but would he ever?

But you like her better, wish I were..