The Wires Case [ h.s ]

Chapter 48

"while i'm cleaning up your mess, oh he's taking off your dress
i know that you don't but if i ask you if you love me , i hope you lie, lie, lie, lie,
lie to me."

lie to me by 5sos is the most wires harry song ever. with that being said, im really sorry.
<3

Harry Styles

I had always known that Brooke would break my heart. I don't know why or how, but sometimes we feel things instinctively. Deep down in my soul I knew it since the day I met her at that university class. I knew it from the moment I looked at her picture on our police report and I knew it on that first Sienna's party that I went to with Blake where she kissed me for the first time. I knew it then, when I realized how head over heels I was for her, and when I realized that my job was a second thought in the back of my mind. I knew it when she became all that I thought of.

Above all, I knew it when I promised myself that whatever she had going on, I would save her from it, without letting the rub of her skin on my skin break what is ours.

And I accomplished that, for the time being. Whatever we had going on it did not break, not for my part. But it was worse. Because I couldn't stop the cracks from opening up. They ended up forming eventually, on her part.

The problem with cracks is that they hold something that was once solid, and they don't open wide enough for it to fall apart. But, regardless, they are still there. Just dormant.

And when it rains...when it rains, the water goes everywhere.

I sigh as I stare at the rain droplets rolling down the car window, my face vacant of any emotion, like all these last days.

You know, there are times when you think you know everything about a person, even when they had just opened up to you in one of the purest and most real ways just a few days ago. But there are many times that the image of someone we have in our heads is not always the reality of said person.

Idealizing someone is one of the most common mistakes of the human being.

I should have never idealized Brooke in the first place. But, one time I read somewhere that only with the heart can one see well, and that what is essential is invisible to the eyes.

Maybe I've been looking at Brooke too much with just my eyes, and now that I feel that pang of uncertainty, of doubts, of questions wrapping around my whole existence regardless of her and our relationship, maybe I'm looking at her with my heart for the first time.

The car is silent during the whole drive. Neither Ryan, Blake or I have said a word. The only thing I can hear right now are my thoughts anyways, and they are so loud I need to close my eyes for a second.

I think about four days ago. About how the sunset bathed us in the back of that truck, where finally I learned more about her. About her rotten and destructive past, but that I still found beautiful in her. Even with all the hurt she carries, Brooke is one of the strongest people I know. And I'm so mad she has to carry all that weight about her family relationships and past partners, because no one should go through that. Relationships, whether they are familiar or romantical, need to feel like nothing you've ever experienced before. If you're lacking by any means of contact, human interactions or simply love, relationships are made for that.

But sometimes, they fail. Everything fails.

Brooke's parents failed her.

Victor failed her.

And now, and because it's the only thing she knows, she's failing me.

She may believe that I know only the pieces she allows me to see, but I've decoded Brooke a long time ago.