~Harry's P.O.V~
How was I going to tell her? Should I be straight forward and say, "I've loved you the entire time I've known you."?
No.. Okay, Harry. Hike up your skirt and tell her.
Her soft blue eyes search my green ones for an answer. I take a deep breath, "Listen. I may have bullied you for twelve years, but.. the truth is.. I've loved you as long as I've bullied you. Because of my dad, I never knew how to show affection. So, this is what I could turn to.. And I-"
"Wait a minute."
"What?"
"What do you mean you've loved me? How am I supposed to believe that bullshit?"
"Natalie, it's not bullshit."
"Not to you! I'm the one thats been bullied!"
"I know and I'm sorry-"
"No, you're not sorry. This is just another one of your dipshit tricks. Get the hell out of my room."
"But, Nat-"
"GET.OUT."
I stumble back in my chair. I can't believe she just yelled at me like that. "Okay." I say, and I rush out of the room, down the hallway, and into my car, with tears rushing down my cheeks.
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