One Direction Interracial Imagines

Harry: History

"No Harry! Don't call again!", I shouted into my cellphone, angrily hitting the end call button. I was very upset at Harry because I had caught him again with another woman. I decided that I couldn't do it anymore, so I told him it was over. Even though it hurt me more than it hurt him, it was the right thing to do. He tries to claim it was a misunderstanding, but I'm sure seeing him in bed with another woman wasn't a misunderstanding. I know we've had a lot of good memories in the past, but now that's history. The good morning kisses, late night " snacking ", romantic date nights, all history. I fooled myself to think that we were holding on and still going strong, weren't we? I silently cried into my pillow, remembering all of the
good times me and Harry had shared, but now, it's all history. I have to leave it all behind. I am just tired of being lied to and cheated on.

We had a whole lot of history, time to let him go, we can't some more, I guess we won't live forever...well together.