Harry’s face looked heartbroken, and for an instant you felt sorry- before a feeling of fury took over.
“How could you!?” You gasped. “You know exactly how I feel about you! You’re using me!” In a second, Harry’s face drained in colour, before he made an attempt to grab at your wrist.
“Don’t touch me!” You snarled. You grabbed his hand, and shoved it back into his chest. “Do you know what this would do to me? Pretending for a second that we could be together, when you have a loving, caring and beautiful girlfriend.”
“Wh-Why would you hurt me like that?” The anger was now gone from your voice, instead replaced with a broken heart.
“No Jemma, please-“
