Denial

ch. 62

We laughed at the darkness
Afraid that we lost it

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Harrys Pov.

How in the bloody hell was I supposed to know? Ever since I've woken up from, well the coma, small flashbacks appear at the most random. Flashbacks, that only appear for 5 seconds before images start to fade; Most being of Scarlett.

She was my Angel in White, only because whilst unconscious she was exactly the way I mention her. Her silky tan skin, flawless and perfected features seemed to compliment the white dress she wore in every one of my dreams. It was only coincidence that she was wearing a bright white top the day I had awaken, although I'd rather not say it was a coincidence. I felt her. She, she was absolutely breath taking.

Every day, I beat myself up for not having knowledge of her at first. The diminished and hopeless look she had when I asked who she was, tore me apart. The way her plump pink limps tried to flaunter away the small quivers from hidden tears, broke every piece of hope for myself.

Being around her though, after my departure from the hospital, was friendly. It treated us well, but I always felt more there than what appeared to us in that moment. Of course, she's fit and nothing but perfection; But the connection I felt was insane. I drove myself insane trying to remember as much as I could of her, to maybe impress her with newfound memories of who we used to be. Who I still wanted us to be.

"Are you sure your alright Harold? Kendall came 'round, you sure you don't want to see her?" Liam asked, fixing his light brown coat as he made his way to my front door.

"I'm alright mate, I'll make sure to ring her later. Thanks for everything Li, take care" I gesture, walking myself over to the front door as well.

"On I go then. Oh, and I don't really know if this is a topic I should leave you with. But I uh- thought you should know" He goes on, slowly buttoning up his coat as my fingers start to tap at my sides.

"Go on then Liam, what is it? Is Scarlett alright?" I frown, stepping harshly towards him. I hadn't spoken to her in maybe a week or so, she never came 'round anymore. And I never found it in me to follow her whereabouts, seeing as to that I've done enough damage.

"She's, she's leaving mate. I had reassured her that I wouldn't speak of it to you, but I can't do that to you. To either of you really. I know you blab on about how you two are 'just friends', but mate, you two were never even friends to begin with. You two despised each other, fortunately you both loved sex so I guess that was an ordeal that brought you two together. But you loved her with every ounce of humanity you had left, and I know you still do. Don't let her slip away again"

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Scarlett's Pov.

I can't keep doing this. I'll be in insane asylum by the time I turn 30. But I figured that, maybe that's how love was. It drives you to the brink of insanity only to test the love with your significant other. Whether they catch you during your fall is the best most liberating feeling ever.

Some tend to give up mid-fall. Not giving the other individual time to actually re-trace the path you've dipped into, and that's a fault we all seem to experience one time or another. Not giving time, not giving effort, and not giving enough love until it's taken away from you.

And I couldn't deny it any longer, I need him. I'm in love with him. I'm scared, but it's undeniable that I always will be.

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AHH! It's over😭 Oh my geez, Denial is finally finished, but that only means that the sequel will appear up on Wattpad very very soon😉

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