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"How can you still love him, after everything ive told you." She sighs, I shrug my shoulders. "You know, the moment he saw you that was it, he'd talk to me about you..write things down about you in that journal." She almost whispers, ive listened to her go on about Harry for the past hour now. She told me small details about him, and Kim. She had light hair, dark eyes and beautiful features, her personality was only better. She brought out the Harry everyone deserves to see. She made him happy, and he made her happy.
"I just can't help the feelings I've got for him" I sigh, it's true. There's no controlling my feelings when it comes to Harry, it's almost as if I have another person controlling my feelings for him, a much stronger minded person than myself.
"He has you where he wants you, you have to realise that. He won't stop until you are gone. For good." No matter what she says, all the stuff she's told me I can't change the way I feel about him, I just can't. Kim, she couldn't get away, just like I can't. She loved him, more than he knew, she gave him everything he could possibly want and he broke her. "I ca-nt warn you anymore than I have, just please keep safe" She whispers against my neck. I want to believe her, I want to see the monster Harry really is, proof. That's what I need, to see proof. I give her a reassuring nod, and walk towards her door.
I stroll quietly back down the hall way, my brain is truly frazzled. How am I meant to think clearly when all I can think about is how Harry could possibly be two people at one time, schizophrenic. Could he possibly be dealing with a disorder, it's a serious disorder. I switch the light on in my room, shutting the door. My mind is all over the place, sleep is the last option I have right now.
I pull the chair towards the window, grabbing my journal and siting down. My gaze is on the car park down below, the small lights dimly light the car park. Harry can't surly still be there.
I saw him tonight and it made me happier than I've been for a while. It was truly stupid of me, but I'm glad I went. He seemed happy to see me, defiantly excited. I could have done it right there and then, I wanted to feel him as he stretched me open, the fullness of him overwhelming me. But nothing happened. Nothing at all, I couldn't do it. He was under the influence of alcohol and drugs, he wouldn't remember having sex with me, hell he probably won't remember we have to meet tomorrow. 1pm, should I show up? What will happen if I don't? Will he come in here looking for me? Assume I'm with Zayn and only cause more trouble?
Alice had told me about stages he went through with Kim.
Stage 1- when they first met, he used Alice to lur her in, told her to stare. Just like she'd done with me. I still remember him, ever so clearly. The first day I'd been here and he just happens to stroll into the cafeteria. I was with Zayn, his best friend. He was beautiful, he still is. But I'll ebb ever forget the first time I saw Harry. His charm was exciting, her eyes were memorising. It really is all a game to him and I can't escape. Not yet.
Stage 2- Take her out, a proper date. Somewhere fancy, this is where they first kissed. She'd read his diary and he'd described it as 'a fairy take ending' was she his first ever kiss? I think we're still on stage 1, Harry he hasn't took me out on a 'proper date'. I've been out into town with him, but that was with Zayn. Have I ever been on a proper date? I want too. I really want to.
"Wher-e have you been?" Short breathes leave his mouth, I quickly shut my book hiding it behind my back.
"Ho-w?" How has he got in here, he isn't meant to be here.
