True love is forever

Chapter ~ 17

"Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up." ― Neil Gaiman,

- Harry -

At the tender age of fifteen I hadn't an inkling of what love was really like, but I was almost positive I was in love with Melissa Cartwright.

She was that girl in school that everyone drooled over, she was adored her but there was one thing that made her stick out. She was pure. It was the things boys liked most about her, the thought of taking her virginity. It was almost thrilling.

I, on the other hand, had known Lissa for three years and had fallen for her exceptional personality. I wasn't exactly the greatest looking at fifteen so I assumed I would never have a chance. It wasn't until one day when Lissa was in my house working on a science project that she told me I was the only boy in the school who treated her with respect and that she was madly in love with me.

I guess you could say I didn't know better but I was sure I could return the feelings and before I knew what was happening I found myself taking the one thing all the other boys wanted as she took mine.

That night Lissa stayed with me and as she slept I lay there endlessly thinking of how we would spend our lives together. I in visioned our children, and growing old together only to find out the following morning that she had just used me to have sex and she had no feelings for me whatsoever.

I cried for weeks and promised myself that I'd never get my hopes up in a relationship ever again.

But as V sat beside my mum and my sister it was all I could think about. I wanted nothing but to spend the rest of my life with her.

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"Ok then" I said grumpily, feeling ignored "I'll go make some tea"

The three chatty women made no effort to speak to me but simply nodded in my direction and continued babbling on about this that and the other.

I grumbled to myself as I stepped into the kitchen, the bright summer sunset lighting it up.

I rested against the counter while the kettle boiled and smirked to myself as Viv's loud cackle echoed from the living room. Was it possible for three people to get on so well?

Feeling bored I opened my neglected twitter account and followed a few fans who were tweeting me non stop. Then an idea came to mind and I searched my phone for the perfect picture. I wanted the world to know that Vivvy was my girl.

I clicked on a picture of me, Viv and Zayn that Niall had taken in Spain and tweeted it with the caption 'Me, Zayn and my beautiful Viv, Sunstagram?' and then hit send, slightly terrified of the response.

Before I could check however I heard mum clear her throat in the door way and smile at me.

"Hi mum" I beamed "tea?"

"Yes Please love, ta"

She walked across the kitchen slowly and leaned against the counter across from me.

"Soooo?" I didn't look at her as I made the tea but she knew what I was talking about.

"Oh Harry she's a doll!" Mum chirped "She's just so lovely and pleasant, I've never met anything like her"

I chuckled "she's amazing isn't she?"

Mum quietened then for a moment and I handed her the tea. Her eyes focused on the floor.