Harry Styles Imagines 2

138. Miss you -3

{Harry's POV = •• normal
Y/N's pov = ** italics }

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Thinking about past will just let me down. So I wiped my tears and decided not to look back as I wasn't going that way. Sometimes the way we think of a person isn't actually the way they are.

I was so wrong about Harry. I though he was a nice, sweet and amazing person but he was a dick, jerk and a big douche bag. I still remember how he left me. I still remember how he poured his hard out. I still remember how he mentally slapped me hard across my cheek.

At this time I was on my knees crying. I was so broken and fragile. I just couldn't think what to do. Everything I had was taken from me. I loved him. He broke me. I loved him. He hurt me. I saved him but he couldn't save me.

"Harry what's wrong?" I asked him as he came to me. His best friend broken and crying.

"Sh-she broke up with me y/n. She said I wasn't enough" Harry sobbed in front of me. It hurt me to see my best friend crying his eyes out over a whore    
Who was using him for fame.

"Shhh Harry cmere " I said opening my arms wide for him to accept them. He looked at me for a min with confused eyes but soon saw it and came in my arms instantly.

"Shhh Hun it's gonna be okay. You're worth more than anything. You are loved more than anything. You are adored more than anything. And above all you are precious more than anything" I said running his back as he was clutched to my chest crying.

"W-why never anyone says that huh?" He asked with a broken voice and only god know how I stopped myself from crying.

"Bc everyone is not me" and with that he and me got one. I claimed my loved for him that night. And soon he realised his love for me.

I still remember the day when we had our first kiss. Our first dance. Our first making love session. Our first fight. I always thought fighting makes a relationship stronger my ours got weaker day by day.

I don't know why he thought like that. I don't know why he said that. All I know is he hurt the girl who never hurt him.

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Broken. In pieces. Alone. Lost. Left. Dead.

That's all than I can consider myself right now. My heart is broken willing to be fixed. My heart is in pieces willing to be put back together. My heart is alone willing to be with its part. My heart is lost willing to be found again. My heart is left willing to be accepted back. My heart is dead willing to breathe again.

All of above my heart is willing for her to be its again.

I never knew what it felt to be broken like hell. I used to laugh on people who were in same condition as mine once but now I'm in theirs.

In never able to look myself in mirror and smile. Every time I see myself I feel anger. Anger for hurting her. Anger for breaking her. Anger for losing her.

Now all I do is cry. Cry on me. Knowing what I did wasn't worth anything. Knowing I hurt my baby who never hurt me.

I hope one day I'll look upon the stars and wish that for her to be mine again.
I wish one day God will forgive me. I hope one day she'll come back to me and kiss me telling me she forgives me. I hope one day that all happens.
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Part3 is here !!! Votes and comments are necessary.

-Riya