Part 17

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Long Harry #imagine

The boy next door

Part 17

The voice pulled me out of my thoughts as I turned to face where he was standing. Thankfully it was dark so I couldn't see him much, only the outline of him, I'm glad I couldn't see him because I know I would have forgave him with in a minute but due to the darkness it felt like I could be stronger and more independent.

'For what Harry? For humiliating me? For almost having sex with another girl? For making my brother call me a slut? There's so much you've done now Harry and I'm sick and tired of it all!'

'In my defence I thought you had sex with Niall before I was about to not after, I didn't make your brother call you a slut' I couldn't tell by his tone what he was thinking however I knew it wasn't good.

'Even if I was having sex with him why would you feel the need to get back at me with her! Did you not thinking that she might have been lying, most people would have walked into that room like I did and most boys would have punched the guy fucking their girlfriend' my voice had raised slightly, all I wanted him to do was fight for me at least tell me that he would never of actually followed trough with having sex with her but truth is if I hadn't have walked in I think he would have done it and never told me.

'Because I'm not every other fucking guy Chloe! Yes I know I make mistakes but who doesn't! Stop acting so god damn perfect! You're just as bad as me if not worse you had sex with Niall so what does it matter any more! We weren't together, we never will be so you can go have sex with Niall as much as you want and I'll go have sex with other girls as much as I want!' And someone hearing him say he would have sex with other girls crushed me a little bit more now than knowing he was about to do it

'I know you're not every other guy Harry but I know you and I know that if anyone else had told you you would have stormed through that door straight away. I didn't have sex with him, I couldn't go through with it because I couldn't hurt you like you hurt me. Good night Harry' I couldn't deal with hearing him telling me things were finished, at least not tonight, we are terrible for each other and we both know that, we're to similar but so different in many ways.

We're just as stubborn as each other which doesn't help at all, neither of us will admit we're wrong which will ruin everything but we won't change. In fact I wouldn't want him too, I just wanted him to know he was in the wrong and think that he's actions can hurt but instead he decides to just say we will never be together

"Chloe please" I could hear him shout as I closed the door to my balcony, the plead in his voice made me want to just turn around and tell him to just tell me he was sorry and that he regretted and I would be able to move past all this but I know I wouldn't and couldn't, its the exact reason that Aiden and I aren't friends anymore, after the two years I found out about it we've been able to become civilized and I don't want to rip his head off anymore but I don't like him and I would never be able to trust him again, it's just like Harry, I put all my trust into him and he ruined it, if I do that again it will make it a hundred times worse if or when he betrays me trust again, its just like the Aiden situation again and its with the exact same girl.

Sitting on my bed, trying to stop the tears from escaping out of my eyes but it didn't work, I didn't want to cry over him , its been less than a month and I've fallen for him harder than I possibly have anyone. Through all the tears I finally found myself falling asleep but the image of him and the sound of him begging didn't leave my mind one bit

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"Chloe darling its time to get up" my body was being nudge as I turned over pulling my covers higher off my body, my whole night consisted of being in the lightest sleep, I tossed and turned all night just trying to get ride of the image of walking in with Harry naked on top of Stacey, just the thought of it now made me want to burst into tears again

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