harry and i are finally cleaning the apartment, dancing around and just goofing off. as usuall. and that seems to be the pattern. i havent done a single thing in months. ive kind of just gone with the flow, with no plan or direction.
"i need to find a job or school or something." I say wiping down the counters, and tossing the rag into the laundry.
"why? " harry asks joing me in the kitchen geabbing drinks from the fridge.
"I need to do something with my life. I can't just sit around and play make believe for the rest of my life."
harry looks at me as if I hurt his feelings. "what does mean?" he asks.
"Harry. its obvious. I need to actually do something. this isn't going to last forever." the moment the words leave my lips I wish I could pull them right back. they came out way worse then I meant.
"So that was your plan all along? use me for personal gain then move on?" he asks.
fuck, that's what it sounds like doesn't it?
"Harry you know That's not what I meant." I say and try ton put my hand out to him but he backs away.
"what if I wanted this to last forever?" he chokes out.
what is he saying....
"harry come on, thats not fair...."
"lets end it now then. you can get on with your life 'do something' with it.."
is he crying? what the hell is happening?
"Harry stop!" I say blinking the tears back. this is to sudden, out of no where.
"Forget the us. forget this happened. Forget the ring."his lip trembles.
the ring?
"Harry! please. let me explain."
instead harry grabs his keys and leaves.
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Breath
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