Letters to Juliet - Process of Editing

I Missed This

Juliet's POV

Song for the chapter: Still into You by Paramore ♡

"We need to talk." He told me, stating the obvious truth. But I wasn't ready to talk. Not yet. I still don't know why exactly I left him.

"No, we don't." I said, grabbing my purse and getting up, totally forgetting about the coffee. Mia can get it herself. I walked towards the door, opening it in the process, letting the cool air hit my face. I can't do this, not right now. I walked off, wishing I could just let go of Harry, but obviously I can't, because my body was turned around by someone. I already knew who it was without looking up from the burning sensation where his fingers touched my wrist. He still lit a fire inside of me, even after all this time.

"Juliet." He pleaded, the sight making me want to hug him. He looked so broken, so fragile, and the thought that I had caused that broke me down. It made me want to curl up in a ball and sob, for all the pain I caused. For everything I had ruined. We once had it all, but I had to take that and rip it up. And the worst thing was, I didn't even know why I left him. I have no idea what possessed me to break the one person I loved the mosts heart. Something inside me made me do such a horrible thing.

"We need to talk. I still love you. I know you love me still too. Why did you leave?" He asked, his eyes brimming with tears. I turned away, not being able to take it. My eyes started to tear up, and suddenly, I was full on sobbing. His arms wrapped around me, somehow soothing me, but I couldn't stop crying. I had ruined him, broken him, left him scarred. He had once told me I was his first love. Sure, he had dated girls before, but I was the first one he truly loved, with every ounce of his being, and vice versa. Truth was, I still loved him, just like he said.

"Harry, it's complicated." I said, not wanting to get into it right now. I looked down, not able to meet his hurting eyes, for they bore into mine, burning my very own.

"Oh, don't give me that, Juliet. You know just as much as I do that you still want to be with me." He knew me so well. "Why did you leave?" He said through his teeth, stepping forward. He was so close to me, yet so far away.

"Bec- because, I don't know okay?" I said, suddenly regaining my confidence. "My head told me to leave you! I was afraid you would leave me, so I didn't want to get hurt! So I had to hurt you!" I told him, finally looking him in the eyes. I saw confusion, so I continued on. "Look, I know it's horrible, but I did it! I can't change the past. I'm sorry for hurting you," I whispered the last part, going to turn around, but he turned me back around, once again. I was going to protest whatever he had to say, but I was too busy kissing him. He smashed his lips into mine, and I immediately melted into the kiss. I had missed him so much, and I missed feeling his lips on mine. I missed being able to hold him. I missed being able to call him mine. And I missed being able to do this whenever I could.