Song- You and I
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"I just, I don't know if I can do this anymore Harry."
After hearing myself, I wanted to take back the poisonous words that had just rolled off of my tongue. I know it's true though, I can't do it anymore. The amount of hate and exposure is far too much for me to handle, I'm shy and self-conscious which makes it all a hundred times worse. I never wanted to come out with our relationship, I knew I wouldn't be able to handle all of the attention. It's been at its worst over the past few weeks, our one year anniversary is coming up soon and apparently it's a huge deal for his fans, only not in the best way. I am seen as a snob and they don't see me fit for Harry. Because I am shy, I commonly avoid cameras and large crowds which makes me seem haughty.
"What?" His attention is taken off of the television and immediately set on me. I couldn't spot a specific emotion, they seemed to be all there at once. His sparse eyes brows became furrowed which caused a small crease between them, one of the many things I had fallen in love with.
"H-Harry, just look at t-this." I tripped over my own words as I began to fight back tears. I handed Harry my cell phone and he searched through my mentions on Twitter. As he read I couldn't help but focus on his angry features, his bottom lip was held between his teeth and his eyes narrowed, brows still furrowed, and the way he rapidly ran his hand through his hair and slightly tugged at it sent shivers down my spine. I can't give this up. "Maggie, I didn't know. I- I'm so sorry. I'll find someway to fix this, I will. Just please, please stay. Don't give up on us, not yet." His deep voice shook heaps as he spoke, his eyes softened but I could see the fear and anger in them as he withheld tears. He brought his hands to meet mine, his hands shook almost as much as his voice did. I had never seen this kind of desperation from Harry before, I didn't know what to do or how to handle it.
"Harry, I know that you can't control any of this but, I can't handle it anymore. I never fully understood why celebrity relationships never worked out until now. I never though people could be so cruel Harry. I guess, I guess I'm just afraid that one day you'll see me the way they do." I regretted telling him that, it's a secret I've kept from him since the day I began to receive hate.
"Stop. You know that they only see you that way because they have no idea who you are and they hate that they can't find out. They know absolutely nothing about you so they don't even know what they're saying, they're just trying to find the most twisted ways to kill a person emotionally."
The room went silent for only seconds but it felt like hours, hand in hand and complete silence, it scared me to say the least. I didn't want to look at Harry, not now but the second I felt his hands release mine I began to panic. I quickly looked up but Harry was already leaving the room, what have I done.
I didn't know what to do, I didn't want to follow him but I didn't want him to leave. Does he see me the way they do? Does he agree with them? Does he want me to leave? A billion thoughts traveled through my mind, a few stopping to linger, a few of the worst ones of course. My heart dropped. In my mind, my heart was in the pit of my stomach. I decided to wait a few minutes, I brought my knees to my chest and my hands to my face and began to do what I had been avoiding, cry. Minutes later, I heard footsteps behind me, I refused to expose my mascara stained face so I kept my hands covering my eyes.
"Maggie, look at me." The tone of Harry's voice was so soft and loving yet I could still sense the anger and sadness. I looked up at the curly haired boy, his complexion was slightly red, he was obviously crying prior to coming out here. He held a journal in his hand, the journal that I've always assumed was filled with jokes and riddles that he uses during concerts, I love that about him. He opened the brown leatherback journal and began to flip through the pages, stopping at one in particular. "This ones for you and I think it's time you read it." He says, handing me the journal. He was nervous, probably the most I've ever seen him, he kept rubbing the back of his neck, running his hands through his hair, pulling his lip, and pacing the floor as I read.
I figured it out
I figured it out from black and white
Seconds and hours
Maybe the height to take some time
I know how it goes
I know how it goes from wrong to right
Silence and sound
Did they ever hold each other tight like us
Did they ever fight like us
You and I
We don't wanna be like them
We can make it till the end
Nothing can come between you and I
Not even the Gods above can separate the two of us
No nothing can come between you and I
You and I
Scribbled onto this page were the most meaningful lyrics, I've never had a song written specifically for me before. It wasn't long before I began to cry more. I looked up at Harry who looked down to me and gave him a reassuring smile. He sat at the opposite end of the sofa and patted on his lap for me to come and sit, I did as instructed and continued to read.
I figured it out
Saw the mistakes of up and down
Meet in the middle
There's always room for common ground
I see what it's like
I see what it's like for day and night
Never together
Cause you see your things in a different light like us
Did they ever try like us?
Harry wrapped his arms around my waist and nuzzled his head into the crook of my neck, causing his curls to tickle my jaw slightly. I couldn't control the feeling of hundreds of butterflies in my stomach, our spark definitely hasn't faded and I don't think it ever will.
"You know I love you, right?" He said, stopping me from reading. The vibration on my shoulder as he spoke tickled which caused me to giggle. "I know Harry, I know you do." I lent onto his chest as he held me tight.
"Then don't leave, please."
"Try for me. Try for us." Try for us. A few minutes, in his warm, loving embrace I had completely forgotten about everything. I came to realize that I could never find someone as special as Harry, he is my one and only.
"I love you." I said, looking into his eyes to show I really mean it, at times like these he has a hard time believing it. "I know Maggie." He said, he brought his hand to caress my cheek before his soft lips met mine, once again sending shivers down my spine and butterflies in my stomach. Before Harry I had never been kissed the way he kisses me, it's one of those kisses where you can truly feel the love they have for you.
"I couldn't ask for anyone better than you." I really can't, he is the best of the best, a one of a kind and I love him.
"I would be broken if you left and eventually found someone else. I practically died right now!" He said, causing me to laugh. He smiled, that's all he has to do to repair my broken heart, the way his dimples expose when he spreads his lips that wide causes my heart to melt.
"You are mine and I am yours."
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{Sorry it's all cliche and stuff lol, I haven't written in a while 😂}
