sorry for a crappy chapter...this is just a filler... i need to think of what I need to do with this story>.<
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Harry's POV
I trudged back into my flat, collapsing onto my bed and letting out a long exhausted sigh.
I couldn't help but envy Liam..
He had both of my worlds in the palm of his hand.
I tossed and turned in bed, looking at the blank white walls. The faint reminiscences of the pictures that used to hang there popping into my mind.
I bit my lip, nuzzling my face into the pillow and groaning loudly.
The numerous thoughts of Logan filled my mind, making me even more frustrated.
Why did I feel this way...? Why did I miss her...?
Letting out a sigh, I turned again, staring at the ceiling.
I felt like I was on a bed of broken glass, left to bleed, to be broken...
I was exhausted of this feeling. This feeling of being alone. "Don't let me go..." I whispered to myself. The overwhelming feeling of loss burned through my heart and soul, confusion reigning through my veins.
I missed Logan laying next to me, the feeling of her lips against mine, the touch of her soft skin.
A few tears slipped from my eyes, I never knew someone could leave such a large dent in my life.
I let out a shaky breath, gulping down the knot forming in my throat.
I had to face reality... Even if I didn't want to, the truth remained in front of me.
She had let go...
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