Love Me Again. H.S

Chapter-9

That's Margaret's room :)

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I slammed the door of my room shut and sat on the edge of it.

Crying.

Tears couldn't stop. The silence in the room was irritating. Voices saying,

Harry will never be yours.

I plugged my phone to the big speakers and clicked shuffle. And the song that came on shuffle wasn't helping at all. It made me even more sad.

I don't ever ask you
Where you've been
And I don't feel the need to
Know who you're with
I can't even think straight
But I can tell
That you were just with her
And I'll still be a fool for you...

Just a little bit of your heart
Just a little bit of your heart
Just a little bit of your heart is all I want

When I heard these sentences I cried even more. I really want his heart. If he can't be mine he can just be my friend. He could just give me a little bit of his heart.

I felt  some footsteps through the music. I knew who it is. I raised the volume so that I won't be able to hear his footsteps. But I could still here them. I looked at the door and the sound of the footsteps stopped. Maybe he could listen the music.

Just a little bit is all I'm asking for......

He was probably gone now. I still don't know why I am crying. I laid on the bed and stared at the ceiling, tears streaming down from the corner of my eyes.

Whatever it was, it was painful.

I tried to sleep but in vain. I tried to push his thoughts away from my mind but nothing.

It's been hours laying on the bed and crying for a person who doesn't give a damn. I felt thirsty for crying for so many hours. I looked at my bed side where the water bottle is usually placed but today it was empty. I didn't want to go out of my room. But the need of drinking water forced me.

I stood up from the bed and opened the door slowly. I peeked outside, I took one step out. Going downstairs I tip-toed. It was 12:13 pm right now. Apparently everyone was asleep in the house and maybe even....

Stop thinking about him!

I filled the bottle and in a gulp I drank almost half of it. It was like I hadn't drank for years.

Taking the bottle in my hand I climbed upstairs. I was at the last step when I stopped. Sound of guitar reaching my ears. I froze when I heard a deep voice, raspy voice, Harry's voice. My feet were like they were glued to the floor. I heard his beautiful voice singing,

Shut the door
Turn the lights off
I wanna be with you
I wanna feel your love
I wanna lay beside you
I cannot hide this
Eventhough I try..

Heart beats harder
Time escapes me
Trembling hands, touch skin
It makes this harder and
The tears stream down my face...

Why is he singing a song like this? Is he sad? Is he sad because of me? Did I hurt him? Question after question popping in my mind.

If we could only have this life
For one more day
If we could only turn back time

You know I'll be your life, your voice
You're reason to be
My love, my heart is breathing for this
Moment in time
I'll find the words to say
Before you leave me today....