Heart stuck on you

chapter 8

Amy’s Pov:

I woke up the morning after without a clue of my surroundings, realising it was my bedroom “how the hell did I end up here?”  I looked down to see I was still in what I wore the night before, was I really that drunk, I seriously do not remember a fucking thing; the last thing I remember was ordering drinks with some random guy.  I rolled over and groaned into my pillow, I had the worst hangover in the world, there was a knock on the door but I just stayed hidden in my pillow. “I see your finally up” fuck the last thing I need is him giving me a lecture, I turned over and saw he had made me breakfast “um what’s that?” he looked down and back up smiling “I thought you might be hungry considering you had a big night” he walked over to me and placed it on the bed while sitting on the end then moved it closer to me “I made your favourite, well I hope it’s still your favourite  I don’t know if you ate that stuff anymore” I looked down admiring the food he made me knowing he used to make me it all the time “no I don’t usually but its ok thank you” my mouth watered from eying the five stack chocolate pancakes with cookie dough ice cream, I haven’t had this in two years, I started to cut it up and took a bite “OMGGG it’s like sex on a plate” he started laughing at me “what I haven’t had this in two years” he stopped laughing and smiled “I miss this luv , do you remember I use to make you this whenever I came and stayed with you” “yeah I remember” my happy mood died down remembering that I was mad at him and suddenly started to lose my appetite. I think he noticed because he stopped smiling “I know you still hate me and I get it I really do, but can you at least try and give me another chance to start over?” he had hope written all over his face, “it’s not that easy Harry you’re really hurt me, I mean you said you would call and look what happened to that”, my voice was rising now and I can’t control the tears that are threatening to fall, “you promised me you wouldn’t forget me and you did, TWO FUCKING YEARS I WAITED ON YOU TO COMEE BACK , FOR YOU TOO REALISE HOW MUCH MY LIFE HAS CHANGE SINCE YOU LEFT!” my face has turned to the size of a red balloon my anger and frustration has built up for so long that all this time it’s been waiting to burst, Harry looks like he is about to shit himself this is definitely not what he was expecting to happen, hell this isn’t what I was expecting but I think I need this I keep holding everything in and it’s killing me. I am sobbing now and I hope everything I am saying is making sense “I TOLD YOU TO LEAVE WITHOUT ME WHILE I LOOK AFTER MY BROTHER I SPENT ALL MY TIME SITTING NEXT THAT HOSPITAL BED WHILE HE WAS SICK, I DIDN’T GO TO SCHOOL, I DIDN’T SEE MY FRIENDS, MUM AND DAD WERE NEVER THERE BECAUSE THEY WORKED TRYING TO PAY THE MEDICAL BILLS, THE ONE PERSON I WANTED THERE TO HOLD ME AND TELL ME EVERYTHING WAS OK WAS YOU AND YOU WERENT”. my anger had finally got the best of me and my breathing was rapidly on fire and I was slowly calming down, “I finally gave up on you when you didn’t show up to your own cousins funeral after the numerous calls and texts I sent you everyday” I looked up and Harry had tears falling from his eyes but that didn’t stop me from going on, “after he died I started to change, I started writing songs every day, I spent majority of my time in his bedroom away from everyone in the world and I started eating my problems away because I didn’t know what to do with my life anymore”.  Harry now looked speechless he didn’t know what to say he still had tears slowly falling from his face “Amy I am so, so sorry for not being there for you, and I truly mean that, you may not like me right now or trust me right now, but I am not leaving you again I am staying whether you like it or not.