Harry stood casually up against my front door, smirking as per usual. "Hello Belle." he stood up straight, adjusting his curly locks. "Hello Harry..." I whispered, quite taken a back.
It had been a few months since I'd last encountered Harry, we broke up six months ago due to trust issues and negative comments held against me on Twitter. After we gave up on us, Harry had tried to call, visit and send me mail within the first few months but I ignored them all and carried on pretending I didn't care. Only I did care and it was tearing me apart inside.
However, he had hooked up with a few bombshell blondes, pictures taken by paparazzi showing evidence. At first, these pictures shattered my heart, uncontrollable crying in my bedroom at early hours but after the first 3 girls I'd learnt to deal with these pictures in my own way; act as if I didn't know Harry personally.
"Can I come in?" he asked, interrupting my deep thoughts. Tensing, I stepped aside, letting him in. A small smile crept on his face, he started walking towards the living room. Raising an eyebrow, I followed him curiously, wiping some brown mousy hair behind my ear. Cheekily, he was sitting on the couch, staring at me, waiting. "What are you doing here?" I snapped, the anger inside of me building up and up. His eyes widened in shock. "Do you think you have the right to come in my house and make yourself at home?" I cried, clenching my fists. Standing up, he backed away a little. "Just go back Harry..." I inhaled sharply, my breathing uneven. "Where?" he finally spoke, his voice cracking. "To the other girls." I spat, storming out into the kitchen.
Grabbing some kitchen roll, I let the tears stream down my face, rubbing my eyes with the rough material. My mascara was all underneath my eyes, trailing down to my cheek. The jumper I had been wearing was now nearly soaked due to my little sob on the kitchen counter. I'd kicked off my Vans a few minutes before, getting irritated by the most ridiculous things.
A few footsteps were heard, entering the room. Sniffing, I focused my eyes down to the floor. Refusing to look up. "Please let me explain." he pleaded, hovering over me now. His cologne familiar, sending millions of memories flooding back to my mind.
-Author's Little Note-
{The picture to the right is Belle.}
Hope you guys are enjoying the first chapter of Blessed To Have You. Feel free to vote, comment, share? Please give me feedback on what you guys think and the already written chapters will be uploaded daily, so you guys won't have to wait a while for chapter 2.
Bye,
~Millie~
