-Harry only
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t's been a month since Harry introduced you to his new girlfriend, Sabrina Calaway. He met her at a runway show in New York and they instantly 'clicked' as Harry had said.
When you first met her, you knew she looked familiar until you remembered that she was the one who told you to kill yourself. Sabrina Calaway was your old school bully. It got to the point where you had to move schools. One time it got so bad, the two of you got in a fight. She shoved you first and that's how it all started, but you ended it when you punch her square in the face and broke her nose.
It's been a day since you received a text from an unfamiliar number.
'Just because it's in the past doesn't mean it didn't happen.'
You weren't sure who it was but you had a feeling that it was her. Sabrina.
Ever since you figured out who Sabrina was, you wanted to tell Harry but knew you should keep your mouth shut because Harry seem to really like her.
"Hey love." Harry greeted you, as he plopped himself on the couch next to you.
You gave him a small hey and continued scrolling through your phone, not giving him much attention. Well, not until he pulled your phone out of your hand and began scrolling through it.
"Harry!" You shouted, trying to grab your phone back but you were struggling since he began running away from you.
After a whole two minutes of trying to catch him, you gave up and sat down. You got nothing to hide anyways, besides if you did, Harry's your best friend so any secret of yours is his.
"What's this text?" Harry asked, furrowing his eyebrows.
Confused, you asked, "what text?"
Slowly, he read out the text that the unfamiliar number had texted you.
"U-uh.. I don't remember getting that text." You lied, playing with your fingers.
Before you knew it, Harry pulled out his phone and checked something before he looked back up at you, a frown upon his face.
"This is Sabrina's number. Why did she text you this?" He questioned, "and since when did you guys text? I thought you didn't like her?"
You frowned, "We never started texting. I never said I didn't like her."
"Y/N!" He raised his voice and sat down next to you, "what does her text mean? The past?"
You debated if you should tell him about her and what she did to you back then.
"It's not important, Haz. It was in the past, way back in high school." You fiddled with your fingers and stopped when you noticed Harry glancing at your fingers.
"You know there's something bothering you when you start fiddling with your fingers right?" Harry mentioned, raising an eyebrow.
You sighed and told him everything. From the first time you met Sabrina to the day you had to move schools because she encouraged you to kill yourself.
Harry didn't say anything the whole time. He was dead silent, and that was scary.
"But it's all in the past now," You softly smiled, "it's okay Haz."
Without a word, he got up and left.
A couple days later, Harry barged into your flat and told you how he broke up with her.
"Why?" You asked, "don't tell me because of-"
"you."
"Harry." You muttered angrily, "I told you it's all in the past!"
He looked at you in disbelief, "Past or future, I don't care Y/N! You're my best friend and she's the reason you went through horrible point in your life. You were depressed and you told me I made you happy again. So if I stayed with her, what do you think would have happened to you again?"
"Harry."
"No, Y/N. No, that's not going to happen again. I won't let it. You're way more important to me than Sabrina is right now. I love you, okay? Just please tell me these things."
You smiled and embraced him with a hug. "I love you too, Haz. Thanks for being my best friend."
