Hope you guys enjoy this chapter, it's one of my favorites. 😊
Lately I've been pondering about everyone who truly suffers from depression (and think death is the solution to their problems)
It devastates me to think the idea that someone feels alone, and think that everyone in this world hates them.
There are many cold hearted cruel people in this world, who don't have the smallest speck of care or love in there hearts. I hate how us, our own species, is tearing one another apart, and causing the deaths of poor innocent people who are only in search of love.
How can we be so ignorant and injustice to those who are vulnerable? Are we insane or stupid?
Think before you act, because sometimes it can lead to tragedies.
Love you 💓
Harry's P.O.V
"I can't get it in," my voice groaned in frustration attempting once again.
"You're almost close." I heard Olivia say as I tried to put the key inside its place holder.
"And how do you know that?" my hand stopped, fixing my eyes on her, annoyed by the many fails I had made.
She shrugged, "Just trying to cheer you on."
We had been in the parking lot for about ten minutes, delaying the plans I had for us. I thought maybe Olivia needed to distract herself from the bullshit that had happened to her during high school. It was five in the afternoon, and still then the day had become dark.
I fiddled again with the key, hearing a click respond to my action. My eyes brighten, looking back at Olivia who shared the same expression "Got it."
"Yes, finally." she sighed making a small laugh escape from her lips. "Just remember that I need to be home early."
"What, you're boyfriend gives you curfews?"
She rolled her eyes at me, "No I just have some things to do."
"Like me."
Fuck, I can't help it.
Just stop thinking with your heart Harry.
"Fine," I chocked smirking at the thought. I mean, it didn't hurt anyone if I imagined it?
"I'll be sure to get you home by 6:45." I turned around starting the car's engine. "Is that okay now?"
She nodded her head, staring at me in a perplexing manner, "But..."
I arched an eyebrow up, "but what?"
"You never told me where exactly we were going."
I started to drive my way to our destination, not wanting to lose time. "Let's just say we're gonna get into something we'll never forget." I smirked taking a quick glimpse at her.
"Harry, I don't want my criminal record to be stained with a permanent damage." Olivia spoke, not taking her eyes off of me.
"Who said something about your criminal record being damaged?" I questioned, making her head turn to the window.
"Well you just did, for one." her diligent voice exclaimed, causing me to chuckle a bit.
"Trust me, this has nothing to do with whatever you're thinking." I sped up the car, realizing that at this pace we wouldn't be able to enjoy the rest of our hour.
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Fanfiction«I'm an undying mystery. Even if I share pieces of my thoughts, you'll never be able to guess my next move because I do everything in silence.» How far can jealously reach?