BROKEN

CHAPTER 4: DECISIONS

HARRYS POV

As she steps out of the car, I know this is a mistake. There's nothing that I can do to help her. I mean, there's nothing I can do for myself much less a girl I've just met on the street.

And let's face it. I'm not the boy she wants. She wants the boy with the perfectly styled hair and the skinny jeans. She wants the boy with the bright pink lips and the perfect accent. She doesn't want me.

"Harry...?" She whispers under her breath.

"Hello." That's all I can seem to mumble, and then all of a sudden a waterfall of words comes falling out of my mouth. "Darling, I had to follow you here. I had to see you again. I had to see those scars and tell you how beutiful you are. You are worth it. Please, please don't do this."

She was staring up at me in complete shock. In complete shock that somebody cared. That somebody listened. I could tell she wasn't used to this.

"Harry.... I... I" She stutters. Finally three words come stumbling out of her mouth. "I love you." These words come easy to her. I can tell she's been wanting to say these words for a long while. They should mean more to me, but they don't. The fact is, she likes the boy on tv. The boy on red carpets. She likes the boy I'll never be, as much as I try.

"I love you, too." I say these words in complete honesty. I truly do love this girl even if we have just met. She truly is my world. The tears continue to fall down her cheek. "If you really truly love me, why are you crying?"

Her shoulders shrug in a look of disappointment.

"Won't you remember this day forever?"

"Of coarse," She replies.

"Then why are you crying?"

"Because you won't." These words haunt my mind like the monsters under my bed once haunted me all too much. Of coarse I would love to reply with a simple "Of coarse I will", but who really knows? I meet hundreds every day. I hear thousands of stories. Will I really remember her? Could she really believe me?

I lean in to give her a hug. I kiss her on the cheek and hand her a crumpled up piece of scratch paper. I know it's stupid to do this. I know this is probably one of the worst decisions I've made in a while, but I can tell this could also be the best decision. This could really just be the beginning to a whole new story.