Chapter 15 (Final)

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     All eyes were on me. Kendall's jaw dropped at my outburst.

   "Harry I love you." I kept going,

   "I loved you for so many years but I never told you because I knew it would affect our friendship, and our friendship meant the world to me. You were there for me when no one else was, you lived my best memories with me. When we lost contact it hurt me a lot and I was angry at you for living a happy life without me in it. I couldn't even remember life without you. I put on a smile when you would go on dates with girls in high school because I didn't wanna be selfish and keep you all to myself when you probably didn't feel the same. But now I don't care. I don't care if I'm sabotaging your wedding, I don't care if I'm being selfish, I want you to be happy, but not with her, with me. I want you to be happy with me. I never wanted you to marry this gold digging bitch, I wanted you to marry me. Cause that's how fucking selfish I am for you. Cause I love you!" I spoke, tears were streaming down my face. I felt relived to get that off my chest. Everything I've wanted to tell him, everything I've felt for him, I finally told him. At his god damn wedding! Oh my gosh, I covered my mouth realizing what I had just done. I turned the best day of his life into the worst.

   "I'm so sorry." I whispered into my hands, running out of the church. I was about to run to my car until I heard a voice calling for me.

   "Y/n!" Harry ran to me

Now, in a regular fantasy world you'd think he'd run up to her, kiss her, and tell her he'd loved her all along too. Then they'd live happily ever after, but this isn't some dream fantasy world, this is reality.

   "What the fuck is wrong with you?" Harry screamed in my face.

   "Why can't you just let me be happy? Is it that much to ask? You show up to me wedding to fucking ruin it? I don't love you for gods sake!" He spat in my face, running back. I could hear sobbing coming from inside and realized what a mistake I made.

I took a knife out of my dress pocket I would use incase anything went wrong, and what else could possibly go wrong? I ruined the only guy I ever loved wedding. He told me he doesn't love me. He doesn't fucking love me!

   "This ones for you Harry." Those were my last words, I held the knife with both my hands and stabbed myself.

I guess not every story has a happy ending.

                            The End

(There will be an epilogue)

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