Hannahs POV
I didn't sleep last night. I was just up, thinking. I may have gotten about an hour or so in but even then, I swear I dreamt about her. We were out for dinner, as we have already planned, and I didn't feel anything for her. I felt myself slowly falling out of love with her. This isn't right. I don't understand why I'm dreaming this. I don't understand why I'm thinking this.
Coffee. That's all I need. Lots and lots of coffee.
Grace stayed at her place last night. I don't know why. She explained but my head was already filled with thoughts and ideas of my own, I simply just had no room to comprehend what she was saying..
I rolled out bed, stumbled to the kitchen, squinting my eyes from light.
Coffee. That's all I can focus on right now.
I don't want to end it. So why is that all I can think about? I need a distraction, I need advice. I can't go to Mamrie with this. I know she tells Grace what I say to her, and sometimes I tell Mamrie so I don't have to tell Grace. Yes it manipulative and cowardly and I'm not proud of it. Anyway, this is different.
We're meeting at the restaurant at 7, that gives me a little more time to figure out what the fuck I'm thinking.
Grace's POV
I don't know what's wrong with Hannah. she seemed distant, closed off. I phoned her and said I was staying at my place but I knew she wasn't paying attention. I'm starting to think this isn't a good idea. Proposing, I mean. I'm not even sure if this is what Hannah wants. When we are apart we text every second. But nothing since that phone call. This is not a good time to have a crisis.
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The journey of Hartbig
FanfictionThis Hartbig fanfic and their life before they met and after they met The first part of the story is how Hannah deals with a terrible break up. The second part is how Grace deals with the lost of her best friend in an accident. And the final part i...
