Forever

seven.

warning: this book is going in deep construction, every chapter will be changed so I advice you not to continue reading until I have finished editing. you have been warned. in the meantime, please do check out my other fanfic, Shattered. the more reads it gets, the more likely I'll update these chapters :)

don't go on please

*I am jumping in excitement.*

Isabelle's POV

The blinding light had peaked through the curtains, waking me up.

I groaned and rolled over, covering my eyes. I was slowly drifted back off to sleep, but my phone just had to vibrate.

Groaning even louder, I grabbed my phone, and nearly threw it at the wall. Seriously? It had to warn me I had 5% left.

Checking the time, it was 7:19. Obviously I couldn't sleep back, I decided on maybe going for a jog.

Carefully lifting Harry's arm from my waiste, and replacing it with a pillow, I quietly walked to the bathroom, closing it soflty.

I brushed my teeth and did my business, throwing my hair in a messy bun.

I walked out shutting off the light, and went to Harry's drawers, pulling out his Ramons shirt, and joggers. I didn't really feel like using mine. I wanted to go baggy today.

I walked downstairs, grabbing a pad and a pen, and jogging down something for Harry.

Morning babe, I'm off to jog. Couldn't sleep since the curtains were open, and my phone vibrated about my percentage (ugh) Sorry I left the curtains open, hah, love you x

Yeah, I'm kind of evil. I grabbed my car keys, headphones, and my black North Face sweater, exiting the apartment, and going down in the elevator.

I waved at the front desk lady, and made my way out the doors, and into the car, inserting the key into the ignition.

I still can't believe I'm getting married to Harry. How did this happen? I mean, at first we were friends, then it slipped into friends with benefits, with a hint of feelings. He came back for like he promised, and from there on, we were an item.

It's just insane that he's my fiance. I'm reaaaally proud that I'm able to wear a ring on my ring finger, and be next to Harry. He's like my everything.

The parking lot began to come in view, and there was like no one there, except for one black car.

Parking next to it, I turned off the ignition, zipping up my sweater, and stuffing my keys in it. I opened the car, feeling the cold air, closing it, and locking it.

I unlocked my phone, and scrolled the musics, landing on my favorite; Don't Let Me Go, by my beloved fiance, Harry.

Inseerting the headphones, I stuffed my phone in my pocket, and began jogging.

Now you were standing there right in front of me

I hold on, it's getting harder to breathe

All of a sudden these lights are blinding me

I never noticed how bright they would be

I saw in the corner there is a photograph

No doubt in my mind it's a picture of you

It lies there alone in its bed of broken glass

This bed was never made for two