drinking game: take a shot everytime they swear (lmao sorry for the ū's and į's and ā's aaaah it bothers me but idw to get marked as mature ok carry on)
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avery
it's been exactly two months.
two months since you ended things. since we ended things.
– flashback –
"harry!" i jump up to hug my boyfriend who came back early from their tour.
"ave," he breathed out.
"how are you? i missed you so much," we settled in my couch and talked. i just missed him a lot and i'm glad i could be here with him.
"things are... alright. i missed you too, babe. how's everything with you?" he asks playing with my fingers as he intertwines our hands together.
"it's great, really. i've never been happier." i genuinely smile to him but he looks away once i look at him. something was up.
"what's up, babe?" i ask him trying to keep eye contact with him.
no reply.
"harry,"
silence.
he then looks up and lets go of my hand. he rubbed his palms to his face and sighed loudly. something was wrong.
i didn't know what to say so instead i gave him a hug. a long and genuine hug. he seemed to hesitate at first but hugs me back tightly anyways.
"you know," he starts. "i-i hope you know that i love you, so much, avery. i love you." he lets go and holds my chin and gives me a passionate kiss. "i love you too, harry. what's wrong?" i try asking once again.
"i love you so much, avery." he holds my hands tightly and starts rubbing his thumb on my palm in a comforting manner.
"i love you so much, always, please know that, i-"
"have you done something?" i ask in concern.
"avery, i love you. i will do anything to make you happy, i want you to be happy, always. you deserve it. all you deserve is happiness and love, you deserve someone that will give you that for the rest of your life-"
"harry!" i interrupt him because i was so confused. "that's you. you are that person. you give me so much happiness and love, and oh my god, you have no idea how much you've changed my life and made me into a better person, harry, you make so fūcking happy," i genuinely tell him once again but he looks away and just nods his head in frustration.
"i-i don't deserve you." he choked out and tears slowly forming in his eyes.
"harry, please tell me what's going on." i put my hand on his back.
"avery," he breathed out.
"i need to," he shut his eyes.
"we need to end this." he finally speaks while my mouth is left open. no words forming. no words could dictate how hurt and betrayed i felt.
"please elaborate." i try to talk calmly but i could feel the tears forming as well.
"it's so fūcking stupid!" he groaned and put his head in between his hands.
"management, they want me to go out and see someone more," he pauses. "more known."
"oh," i breathe out. "so like, a celebrity?" i swallow trying to hide the great pain i was feeling and he lets out a quiet 'yeah'.
"am i- am i not good enough?" i couldn't control the tears anymore.
"god, avery, no. you're so fūcking perfect and beautiful. management just wants me with someone famous for the publicity of both parties, it's so stupid and i hate it!" he yelled in anger.
"who?" i quietly ask.
"huh?" he asks in confusion. "who will you be dating?"
"megan foster, but also because i was-"
"because you were seen with her loads of times before," i finish his sentence blatantly for him.
"i get it. you would choose your career over your love life." i say truthfully.
"ave, this... this whole publicity thing it just lasts for a month."
"a month?" i stand up in frustration.
"do you have any fūcking idea how much shįt you put me through! your fans.. they send me all this shįt and they don't even know me! i have to watch every single move i do because of your reputation! i went through almost three years of all this bullshįt because you know why?" i point to him as tears run down my eyes.
"because i fūcking fell for you, harry! i love you.. so much," i say the last part softly.
"i didn't give a damn because i loved you and it didn't matter to me!" my words falling out of my mouth resulting to me crying more.
"this is why you deserve someone better, avery." harry held me talking calmly but tears still visible on his cheeks.
"you look me in the fūcking eye," i point to him and grit my teeth. "and tell me you don't love me."
"avery, please-"
"no! do it, just, please! do it and you can leave!"
"avery, i do love you-"
"please. it will be better for the both of us. i just want to hear it. we'll move on, we'll hurt less." i sadly smile knowing this is going to be such a pain in the heart.
"i don't want to lie!" harry yelled.
"then why aren't you doing anything?" i fought back.
"avery, do you think of me so lowly do you not think i tried? well, hell i did, avery! i tried my best! do you know how hard it is for me that they control my every single move and i can't do anything about it! avery, baby, please. i want to be with you but i just-"
"i said i get it, harry. your career is more important. just," i breathe out. "just leave."
this is how we're ending things.
"avery, i love-"
"thank you, so much. thank you so much for everything. i- just leave. have a good life, harry." i blink and he stands up.
he slowly starts walking away and turns back to look at me before he leans in kissing me one last time. i couldn't move. i was frozen. i looked up at him in disbelief and attempted to slap him but he catches my wrist quickly.
"avery," he speaks out once again but i shut the door. my back rolling down the door as i continue to sob.
it was supposed to be him. i never wanted to lost him. the feeling of complete and utter heartbreak overflowing my body not being able to control my loud sobs.
a/n: i changed kendall to megan bc i feel like using kendall is rlly basic and common so i made up my own character. idk if megan foster exists but yes she's a celebrity as well and i imagine her as a blonde woop ok bye
