Same Old Love (sequel to Heartbreak Girl)

fourteen.

H A R R Y

Elizabeth was knocked out cold on the bed as I stuffed belongings into an open suitcase. I needed to leave. Soon.

Bella and Ashton's marital problems were none of my business. I was visiting for Ashton, and I started to realize that hiding my obvious feelings for Bella were difficult. Everyone had to have figured out something was going on.

I needed to leave, because I knew what I could do. My blind love for Bella could cost two poor children a stable home environment.

You love her like mad. You want her for yourself. You want to be the father of her kids.

I cursed under my breath. I needed to leave. I repeated everything to myself over again, calming the monster within.

You don't really want to leave. You love her. You'll stop at nothing to make her yours.

No! I love Scarlett. Bella is with Ashton. I am hopelessly in love with Scarlett.

Bullshit.

I groaned in agony. The inner battle would be lost. I loved Bella. I couldn't possible live without her. Her and Elizabeth, all I need in life.

You selfish prick. What about her kids? Her husband?

I ran my fingers through my hair. If only I had forgiven Bella for cheating on me. If only I hadn't had such a short fuse. If only.

I glanced at Elizabeth as I made my way out of the room to get a glass of water. I needed advice. Major advice. So I called the one person who would make me feel better. Mum.

Luckily, she picked up fairly easily. "Nice of you to call," she joked. "How's your trip? How's Ashton?"

I choked out a sob. "Mum."

"Harry? What's wrong darling?"

"I love her, Mum. I love her so much. I need to leave her alone. I'll do something terrible," I rambled on, occasionally pausing to calm my heart rate.

"Harry, baby. I don't know what to say. I want to tell you to follow your heart. Tell her how you feel. But it isn't like that anymore. She's married. She has children. It's not as simple anymore."

"How could I have been so stupid? She's the only one for me. My life will never be complete without her," I whispered, afraid to wake anyone up.

"I don't know what to tell you, Harry."

That. That was what I was afraid of. That even after talking to the sole person who could turn around any situation in my life, I would still be led to a dead end.

"I think I just need some time, Mum. I'll talk to you soon," I said, after a moment of silence.

We both said our goodbyes. I drowned the glass of cold water and stared off into the kitchen. I somehow gained some sense and opened my phone to check my email. After deleting spam, one specific email caught my eye.

It was an email from Michael Walsh, Scarlett's lawyer. My eyes skimmed over the email, and only one thing was retained.

She wanted a divorce.