Same Mistakes (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 7.

(Harry's POV)

"HOW COULD SHE DO THIS TO ME?!? Doesn't she see she's moving too fucking fast." I scream to no one on the way back to my flat. She can't do this. Why would she do this to me. Is she trying to teach me  a lesson or some shit, because if she is I don't like it, and she needs to cut the shit.

Even if she is trying to "teach me a lesson" or whatever girls do why him? He doesn't seem like her type. Actually, now that I think about it, he is the perfect type for Mackenzie.

As I walk into the flat I can't think straight. I'm stumbling over things trying to figure out what I'm gonna do about this. Beating the fuck out of him would be the easy way. So I guess that's what I'll have to do.

The next day I decide to talk to Mackenzie. I wouldn't want to just barge into they're date and beat the shit out of Alfie without warning Mackenzie first. Then she'll hate me more... right?

I wait by the door of her first period like I usually do when I want to talk to her. She tries to pay me no mind and walk right in but that's not going to work this time. I grab her arm and pull her to face me.

"We need to talk." I say sternly, not giving her an option.

"There's nothing to talk about Harry." She says.

"What do you mean there's nothing to talk about. What about the fact that your going on a date with another guy. Please. You can't Mackenzie. I know I fucked up and it haunts me everyday. Can you please just move a little bit slower. Its kind of hard to see your girlfriend go on a date with another guy." I say kind of shyly.

"But Harry that's what you don't understand. I'm not necessarily your girlfriend right now and I know you still love me. I never denied that I don't love you to but things got in the way, and your responsible for them." She says trying to break it to me easy. I already knew all of this but hearing it from her is a lot worse.

"But Mackenzie you don't understand. I'm loosing you. Your slipping right from my grip and its all my fault. I pushed you away by doing what I did. I can't stand it anymore. I need you." I say. I do need her. She's my rock. She's the only one that picks me up when I'm feeling down. I love her. I really do.

"I have to get to class Harry. I'll think about it." She says with her head down. I don't think she know what to say.

She walks into class with her head still down.

After this talk I've found peace of mind. I guess I'll have to think twice about beating the shit out of Alfie. I guess we'll just have to wait until Saturday.