𝐇𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐞 [𝐇.𝐒] vol.2

𝟏𝟗

I'm starving, darling

Let me put my lips to something

Let me wrap my teeth around the worldStart carving, darling

I wanna smell the dinner cooking
I wanna feel the edges start to burn

eat your young- hozier 

Growth.

That's something I had been talking about with Chris yesterday, I didn't mention anything about Percy or Natasha not because she didn't ask cause she clearly knew something was up.

It was because I didn't have anything to say.

I mean with Percy I told her he was stabled and his eye would heal okay without any problems but when she asked what had happened to him I stayed silent. And that opened the question if Natasha had anything to do with it.

It clearly annoyed Chris seeing that we were back in the beginning with me, the unwillingness to share my feelings again.

Which made her go on a whole speech about my growth and how good I was doing with building myself in a better way. But I couldn't believe in her words since I didn't feel like I had grew up from what past self.

I still felt like a selfish person who only thought about herself.

Everything I've done was thinking about myself especially with what I have done with Harry. I understood why he lied and didn't tell me the full truth but I was blinding by the idea he would be like Natasha and I needed to protect myself.

Which made me selfish and think only of myself and hurt him in the process.

So how did Chris see growth from me, how did she even know that I was growing as person while I couldn't see it myself.

How long does it take for a person to grow...

How do you know you grew as a person...

"Baby what did you do?"

Oh shit.

My eyes met a pair of green ones through the mirror while I froze not knowing what to do.

Did I mention I was reenacting being Bella from Twilight in her little depression scene, just watching the seasons change without even moving. A little dramatic but I was doing better than her and moving expect in a good way.

But I may look crazier than her.

Harry had walked into the room after going out from getting us to lunch to see me with a giant pair of scissors in my hand and a huge mess of hair on the floor.

And I'm very sure my frozen state didn't help since i looked like a kid who got caught doing something bad.

Which I technically was...

"This is not what it looks like?" I breathed out forcing a smile on my face to ensure him that everything was okay.

But Harry as always never bought the stuff I did or said that showed that I was certainly not okay and right now was one of those instances.

A girl couldn't have a haircut without being question...how rude.

"It looks like you got implusive with your thoughts again...do I need to baby proof the house now?" Harry was certainly confused on what I had done walking towards me eyeing the hair on the floor.