Casanova H.S

Chapter Twenty One

"What you said yesterday, was it all a lie?" I asked breaking the empty silence. The biggest priority for me right now is to know if the truly meant it when he told me he loves me. Nevertheless, all this makes me wonder if maybe Luna isn't the first one he has slept with behind my back. Tears start to form in my eyes not caring if he sees anymore, he should know how much pain he has caused me.

He looks down shaking his head with a sad smile evident on his face. "No, it wasn't a lie. I have never lied to you. All I have done and said is true." He tries to reassure me, but honestly, I don't think anything will at the moment.

"If it wasn't a lie how could you sleep with my sister!" I scream feeling my anger start to build for every second he stands there. He may not have lied, but he still betrayed me, and I don't know if that is something that can be forgiven. If he truly loved he would have never done this to me.

"She said she would turn us both over to the police if I didn't sleep with her, and I couldn't do that to you." He tries to walk closer, and even though I'm not backing away I beg to god he stops. I look down noticing how his shoes are missing, and a part of me wants to laugh as I remember how he once told me it makes it easier to run away.

I glare at him finding his excuse unbelievably bad. "You had no right to decide that for me," I tell him calmly surprising us both. "I love you," I admit what I didn't dare yesterday hoping the words will hurt him. He looks at me with wide eyes now threatening to spill a tear. "Even though I didn't say it yesterday, I do. I have never loved anyone, and you know for a while I couldn't understand why I was so afraid to fall in love before, but tonight you reminded me of why." I can feel tears run down my cheeks not only from hurt but also frustration. "You are all the same lying, cheating, bastards, and I happened to fall in love with one of the worst."

He looks at me with a sad smile filled with hurt ."You're right." He says not denying the fact that what I said is true. "I shouldn't have chosen for you, and I am sorry, but never say I lied to you because I have told you nothing but the truth. However, you are not much better yourself, because honestly, the only reason I have spent these days with you was to try and make you change your mind. I wanted you to see that your life with me would be what we both needed, but here you are still ready to choose a stranger with money." He steps forward, his chest almost pressed up against mine trying to intimidate me.

"You know I have no choice. If it were only me the decision would affect I would have chosen you a thousand times, but it's not. It affects my family, and right now I couldn't care less for Luna, but Olivia still needs me, and she is all I have. She has raised me, and this is the least I owe her." I really thought Harry understood that, but I guess he just wants to be selfish sometimes. If the roles were reversed I am sure I would have done the same, but I would still have supported him in whatever decision he made.

"Why can't you just admit what we all know, huh? You aren't only doing this for her, you are doing it because you are scared." He snaps at me making me look away. "You are scared that if you take a chance on me you will be heartbroken, and alone, because you have never truly trusted me, and what happened just now gave you a way out." I open my mouth in shock, and before I even know it my hand comes in contact with his cheek. His head gets thrown to the side by the impact as a loud smack fills the street.

I look at him in shock over what I did, but I won't apologize for it. "Is that what you think? Did you really just use Luna as an excuse to hurt me before I could hurt you?" He turns his head back to me slowly before bringing his hand up to touch the red skin on his cheek.

He shakes his head bringing his hands up to his hair tugging at it in frustration. "You know that's not true." He says immediately regretting his word, but once they are said you can't take them back.

"Do I? because according to you I have never really trusted you." I push at his shoulder with one finger as I speak, but stops once I'm done talking. He doesn't even flinch as I touch him, too strong to even be faced by my actions.

"You know I didn't mean that I was just angry." I can hear the regret in his voice, but his words still linger in my mind. He is angry, but I am angrier, and I have much more right to be so.

"I know." I sigh moving my eyes to the ground. My head is spinning not really getting it to wrap itself around the situation. "Maybe all this was unavoidable. I am getting married in five days, and we were stupid to think that we could have these days together, and just let each other go." Another tear roll down my cheek. I finally look up to see Harry looking just the same as me with tears in his eyes.

"You said there never would be a goodbye with us." His words come out weak, and I know this is hard on him, but he has himself to blame. He broke my heart for the first time, and if he thinks I am just going to shrug it off and forget it he is wrong.

"I was wrong about that, and a lot of other things I suppose." I lick my lips that have dried up from all the talking, and tears. I knew deep inside that Harry, and I would come to an end, but I was always hoping that something would come in the way of the marriage, and Harry and I would be together.

"If this truly is goodbye I want to say that you can think everything was a lie all you want, but when I said I loved you I want you to know that I meant it, I still mean it. You are the first one I have said it to, and I wouldn't have said it to you if I had a drop of doubt in my heart." He leans his face closer placing a kiss on my forehead. His lips linger as he pulls back, and I just close my eyes knowing this will be the last time I feel it.

"Goodbye, Harry." I turn around to walk away with a shattered heart.

"Goodbye, moonlight." I hear him say quietly to himself as he watches me walk away. I have never understood why he calls me that, but now I will never have the chance to ask either.