Where Do Broken Hearts Go.

Part 17.

Harry POV: "so what are we doing today Harry?" You smiled widely. "Ehrm... I already made plans with Caden. We're hanging out at his house" I replied. Every time I lied to you, I felt a sense of regret upon me, but I couldn't help myself from continuing to lie. You smiled immediately, trusting my words completely. I know you wanted us to spend time together, but I was tired of it. I was becoming tired of pretending to be in love with you, when I really had a thing for her instead.
I have always had a thing for her. She was beautiful, and I knew that from the moment she walked into my classroom in the 7th grade. I watched her from then on, and my admiration for her grew more every day.
It's not that I wanted to use you, you were just...available. No one else in this entire world could be as naive as you. You never noticed the little things, the small details that I'm sure anyone else would figure out in a heartbeat. The way I looked at Hillary, the way I could only ever look at her. The way I kissed your forehead instead of your lips, whenever I had the chance. The way I called you 'babe' instead of your real name, just so that I wouldn't confuse your name with hers.

Our relationship was anything but perfect. You thought it was perfect, but I really don't understand why you would even think that way. We always did the same activities over and over. You always came to my house and we would just watch tv, or hang out in my room. If my mom and Gemma got on my nerves, we would go out and have lunch instead. It was always the same. None of that made me light up the way Hillary did when she would pass by the halls in her tight cheerleading outfit. I wanted to have her, I wanted her to be mine.
Every day that passed by, that desire became stronger. At first, it was only like a dream. But when you and I started going steady, it made me realize that it was a necessity.
That's why I started going over to her house, to practically beg for her to go out with me. I tried several antics just so that she could notice me. I took her flowers, chocolates, anything cliche really.... But tonight, I was going to sing her a song. I wanted this night to be the night where she finally realized I was the guy for her. It's taken a few years, but hopefully, tonight would be the night.

"Aww, well ok Harry... I guess we can do something tomorrow then?" You said, rewarding me with yet another wide smile. "Yeah sounds good" I replied with no excitement whatsoever. "Yay! Ok well I hope you have fun tonight baby" you said, eyes filled with love and lust. "Yeah sure... I'll see you later" I said, kissing your forehead, and leaving towards my next class. As I walked away, the regret from lying to you stung me again, but I was in too deep.