I stood there, believeing i had finally understand fully of this whole sitatuion because infact i had truly never understood. The words.. The insults, the things i had wanted to say in that moment..
"You don't need to pretend you care anymore"
I stood my ground, my eyes glissening due to the negatiitey of his words. How dare he! My blood boiling, my fists clenching but my heart drops. Oh.
"How could you say that? Especially to me.. To me, do you not understand how much i have sacraficed, how much sleep that's been deprived because.. because.." i huffed, unable to grasp this concept.
He strides towards me, hands buried in his jean pockets. "Because what Macey?"
He knew, of course he knew but i couldn't explain it nor believe it myself when the thought happens to slip into my mind. If he needs taking care of, if he needs someone to love him.. Hell there is no extent with Harry.. There never was.
"Let me get a wet cloth, go up to the bathroom.. Please"
Harry frowned, his hand brushed past my hip and he left for the stair case leaving me in a world of my own. Could i act like we could push past this moment, push past this idea claiming we can never feel the same as we did only a few weeks ago.
I really did need answers.
*Hello everyone! short update i suppose, the next chapter will be much longer i promise! i hope you enojoy this filler, it'll get better. xx "
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Fanfiction*CONTAINS SOME SEXUAL CONTENT* Macey and Harry have been broken up for 2 months and are finding it difficult to cope. With Harry out, nights on end along side his training and Macey staying home trying to figure her life out, will there frustration...
