"Perfect Love Story..." // Z.M & H.S

0.1 Perfect Two - Somebody To Love Me

Harry's P.O.V.

{Please play, Perfect Two Break up Version, for perfect effect}

February 23, 2013.

"Loren? W-What are you doing?" I walked towards Loren as she finished packing her bags. She looked up showing her tear stained cheeks. I gasped and walked towards her and hugged her.

"Baby what wrongs? Why are you packing? Did something happen?!" I rubbed small circles on her back but she only fliched away. She shook her head and whispered, "Bab-  Harry.. I can't do this anymore.. I can't take it anymore.. The hate, the threats, the lies, the rumours, and our fights. It's all.. t-too much for me now.." I looked down and shook my head.

"Baby, we can work this out.. Please.. Please just don't leave me." I begged. She took her suitcase and bags off the bed and headed towards the door. Before she walked out our bedroom she turned around. "Harry I'm sorry..." She breathed, "Can't you see it Harry? We're just a fantasy.. There's nothing we can't do this fix this.. We're just not the perfect two.." Tears fell down my face. She turned around walked downstairs. I soon followed but I didn't look at her. I couldn't. I stood by the hall but in a place where I could see her. She took one last look at our pictures. Tears falling down her red cheeks. "I love you Harry.. But we're just not the perfect two." With that she turned away and walked out of the house. Out of my life. I turned towards the door one last time hoping that she was standing there smiling with her arms wide open ready to engulf me into a hug. But all there was a closed door the sound of a car being driven away. I looked to my left to see a picture of us. More tears came out as I pulled my shirt up to my face. I cried into my shirt as I slid down the wall hugging my knees.

{Please play, Somebody To Love Me by Mark Ronson, for a perfect effect}

March 1, 2013.

I laid on my bed as I surrounded myself in blankets, pillows, and tissues. I'm broken. My heart is broken. There's nothing left but the crumbs and broken pieces of my heart. My ear phones blasted with sad music coming from my phone. A song soon came up that is perfect for my situation. "Somebody To Love Me by Mark Ronson." I paused the song and took off my ear phones. Then i plugged my phone onto speakers and blasted the song outloud.

"I don't wanna see you go I want somebody to love me Why'd it take so long to know? I want somebody to love me I want somebody to be nice See the boy I once was in my eyes Nobody's gonna save my life" I sighed at the words. I do wanna see the boy I once was in eyes.. I wasn't the same anymore. It's a week from what had happened and I still haven't recovered. I'm a wrecked mess. My boss, Simon, says that I should get up and get out to a club because I have a concert to do tomorrow. 

The song went on until a certain part came on, "Got my ticket man and I'm looking For somebody to use it I know we pretend But one of these days We're gonna lose it And I once left town When the leaves turned brown With a couple of souvenirs She was in my car When we hit that wall Yeah it could've move me to tears" It hit me like a ton of brooks. We did lost it. we had a break point on our relationship because of a stupid fight. A kiss can't mend a broken heart. Espesically not mines. 

I didn't notice that I was crying till an unhuman sound came out of my mouth as I cried. I stood up from my bed and walked out of my room. I threw all of our pictures on the floor shattering it into peices. Once I was done throwing things I ran up the stairs and gotten ready for a one hell of a night. I'm going to get out of my house, and go clubbing. I need to clear my mind. The only thing that can save me, is the aclohol.