1. *Night* I'm trying to cope
It was absolutely horrid... Not sleeping in the same bed with him, not being able to feel his touch on my bare skin in the ruffled sheets of our king sized bed. The way we ended things, god it felt like my heart was beating in my throat, anxiety took over my trembling body at the thought of Harry.
We weren't together any longer, though we still live in the same apartment. We decided to try and put our differences behind us, despite what we've been through, we have to forget everything, from our fights to us falling for each other. The thought of purposely erasing the first time I told him I loved him scared me half to death. I know he wouldn't have any troubles getting over me in the long run, the fact he spend 2 years of his life loving me now ruined because of a mistake, it was now starting to sink in.
I needed him more than anything, I was absolutely devoted to him. His body structure was for others to gaze at but for me to roam my hands on freely, I loved being able to run my hands through his soft ringlets, I knew it soothed him. He used to melt into my touch at the though of us touching, even if it was just hand holding.
But here I am.. Reminiscing, I know I love him, I don't know how I'm going to cope but I'm trying.
I was sat at the dining table, waiting for him to arrive home. It was 1 am, he could be wasted in the alley way near the antique store, he could be with another girl, he could...
"I'm here, I'm here."
His voice softened at the sight of me.
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Fanfiction*CONTAINS SOME SEXUAL CONTENT* Macey and Harry have been broken up for 2 months and are finding it difficult to cope. With Harry out, nights on end along side his training and Macey staying home trying to figure her life out, will there frustration...
