Endlessly. (H.S. FF)

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The pain is inescapable. Even when you try harder and harder, you can't get it off your soul. It will always be a part of yourself. It's not a decision you make, how some people use to say. You can't decide how much the pain reaches you because it will always hit you as heavy as it can. The only function of pain is to destroy you and you can't do anything against it. I hate it when people tell me that I shall try to think about something else, or try to forget. You don't even get the chance to forget. Your brain won't take it this easy. It won't stop reminding you of it until you break. Once, you're broken the pain has reached its goal.

flashback

„Honey?"

I look up from my laptop to see why Harry's calling me. He stands right in front of me, with two different shirts in his hands. „Which one should I wear?"

With an thinking expression on my face, I start comparing them. The one is completely black, with little grey strips. The other one is read with some ugly flowers on it.

„I like both" I answer and concentrate on my work again.

„C'mon, Syndey."

I do not look up. To be honest, I want to banter him a little bit.

„Okay, so in which one do I look sexier?" He asks innocently, even though he's the opposite of that.

I sigh dramatically and look up again. „Put the red one on."

Harry smiles and takes his shirt off. My eyes can't help, they have to stare at his body. He notices it and moves his hips playfully. We both laugh and when he finally put the shirt on, he gives me the „What Do You Think?" look again.

„Cool" I reply.

„Come on. I am not cool, I am hot!" Harry says pretending he's a little child. Thinking of a little Harry who's standing on the fact he's hot makes me laugh even more.

„No, for real, wear the red one. The black shirt is too dark, you know." My arms make a move to show him that he shall come over to me. He does and one second later we are in a tight hug.

„So the red shirt is happier?" He asks into my hair.

I nod heavily. „But you would look even hotter if you wore nothing" I add with relish.

He pulls his head a bit back, so he can directly look in my face. „You too" He says right before he gives me a little kiss on my mouth.

flashback ends

So it's a game you can't win. The only thing you'll do is lose. You'll lose yourself the same way as you lost him. Just give up as early as you can.

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Hey :) I kind of like this one. What about you?? I already wrote the next 2 chapters, but i gonna publish them not now yet haha. vote if you like it, bc that shows me that at least some one is reading this story :P lots of love xx