Harry's POV
Anger was the first emotion that came over me when Jen revealed she had wanted Mia's middle name, to be shared with a women who caused nothing misery this past year, on the person I loved most in this world.
What had suddenly changed so drastically in the last month, that she would want to name our daughter after her? This was permanent, it would be there forever, a constant reminder of a human who hurt what I loved.
I wasn't a complete asshole, I did hope she made it out of her coma, and I did want her to recover, I just didn't understand why my girlfriend wanted to pay tribute to her, when she had such ill feelings towards her.
I admit I may have overreacted slightly, I could have handled it better, but I just wished she had discussed this with me, rather than keep it bottled up and let slip in a casual conversation with my mother.
I hated seeing her cry- no matter how mad I was, or how much I disliked the decisions she made, it still physically pained me to see her upset, at the hands of me. I was meant to protect her from hurt, not thrust it upon her.
She had been upstairs with mum for a little bit, and once I had cooled off, I decided to attempt to make it up to her. Maybe she could give me an explanation as to why she felt this name should even be on the table, and I would try my best to hold back my distaste for it.
The door was left only slightly open, and I had full intentions of going inside to talk, until I heard the name that sent a wrath of anger through my blood. Connor.
How dare my mum bring him up, she knew how bad he f*cked me over, and how upset I was. I made it abundantly clear I never wanted anyone to speak of him, because to me he was not worth a single breath of conversation. That is why Jen never knew about him, because I didn't want to talk about it.
That was one loss in my life that hurt a lot. The death of a friendship felt almost just as bad as an actual death itself. You were still losing something, burying it away, becoming complete strangers and acting as if they were gone forever.
We were incredibly close, almost like brothers without the matching DNA. I was always there for him, and he was always there for me. He was a real ladies man, he drew them in like magnets, while I kind of watched on the sidelines, until I started dating Abi.
Once I went off to the x-factor, I guess the roles kind of reversed. Suddenly I was getting the female attention, I was living my dreams, I was the one that people wanted to know. I guess he didn't like being the tag along friend, so he cut ties completely.
He couldn't handle watching me succeed, or be the centre of attention, so he joined in on the online criticism and belittled me to the world, and to my peers back at highschool. He made me look like a laughing stock, claiming I let fame get to my head, and I had become a massive wanker.
The guys at highschool didn't take well to arrogance- well the picture Connor painted of me anyway. Suddenly being on X-factor in a boyband was "gay" and I copped a lot of shit from them all. He burned me because he was jealous, and I would never forgive him for it.
I heard mum compare Bella and Connor, and told Jen that is probably why I resented her. Maybe it was, maybe I just didn't want to watch my girlfriend get burned time and time again by a woman that was once deceitful. She was my future wife, I was obligated to protect her, and make her happy.
I was just furious mum had told her about him, it wasn't her place. Now I was even more angry than I was earlier, since old feelings had resurfaced. She had no right to tell her my business, sometimes I wished she just butted out and let me tell Jen what I wanted to, when I wanted to.
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Something Infinite
FanfictionWith the future looking uncertain at the end of Something Greater - the second book in the Something Great trilogy - has Jenelle survived the dark turn her labour has taken, or is Harry set to be a single father? Life has now become a balancing act...