avery
three words.
you moved on.
i checked twitter and damn, you're everywhere. with her.
"fūck!" i yell throwing my phone to my bed.
i wanted to write down how i was feeling but bloody hell, it hurt so much.
get your shįt together, avery.
you're actually dating her. you started off as a publicity stunt, but now i guess you're dating her. for real.
you looked so happy, harry. i remember when i used to make you that happy. as long as you're happy, i can cope up.
– flashback –
"avery, i swear if you don't get your āss here-" harry yelled in between laughters.
"oh, i'm so scared!" i say sarcastically as i run off to the end of the pool before he catches me.
"my god, ave! you're so stubborn! i just wanna hug you, babe."
"oh fūck off, i know you just want to tickle me, not gonna happen, pal." i defend running past him but he runs faster. he catches my wrist and wraps his arms around my waist.
"please don't," i breathe out.
"pal? you called me pal while i called you babe!" he fought back.
"i love you, pal." i kiss his nose hoping he would let me go.
"you should be lucky i love you too. maybe a little more." he leaned in to give me a passionate kiss.
everyone around us was probably watching but i didn't care. as long as i was with him.
– flashback over –
ha. i was thinking about you again. what's new!
i told myself to get my shįt together so i could write this but instead you invaded my thoughts. again.
i hope you're happy, i hope she makes you happier than i did, i want her to make you so fūcking happy to the point that even if your management forces you to date someone else famous and break her heart that you won't let her go. not like what you did to me.
i mean, what did you do to me, harry?
you broke my heart and i know you didn't mean to or want to. you broke my heart but i wouldn't mind if you fixed it again but it's alright since it's impossible because you have a girlfriend that's way prettier and talented and just better than me in general.
i sound like that one crazy ex that can't get over their boyfriends, but i promise i'm not crazy. i just don't know how i'm going to get over you.
do i even want to get over you? nope.
but i know i need to. i'll find someone else. even if i find someone, harry you'll forever have a place in my heart.
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