A/N: HEYYY GUYS. I'm back with a better written story ;) hope you enjoy. This is shattered.
"Do you even love me?" I shout at him. Tears stream down my face as I look down at my shoes. My brain is telling me to forgive him, but when I look up and see his usually tough face, I see pain. Pain. I can't see the usual fiery gleam in his eye. Even though seeing him like this makes my heart shatter into a million peices, I can't stand him. He lied to me.
"Annie I-" He tries to say.
"No Harry. Don't. You lied to me." I retort.
"I lied but it was for your-"
"Stop." I say. It hurts my heart to break his. His heart is damaged, but mine is damaged beyond repair. It boggles my mind that I believed him all of this time. "Just stop." That's all that comes out of my mouth. All of the memories come back to me. All of the great ones we've had. They were all fake. Everything was fake.
"Annie please. Listen to me." He says, approaching me.
"Don't call me that. Don't you ever call me by that name again Harry Styles." I choke out one last sob and sink to the ground.
"Annabelle, please. If you would just listen to me, I could explain this whole thing."
Harry's words soak into my mind like water does to a sponge. Do I want to believe anything he says? He did shatter me.
