a/n: CARPOOL HARRYOKE KILLED ME HDHSHDHS JAMES CORDEN IS A BLESSING ok just wanted to put that out there bye
harry
and there she was. avery was still looking as beautiful as ever although her eyes were red and puffy from crying and i wanted to so badly know what was the reason behind her tears.
"no, don't fūcking touch me." was the last thing she said to me before driving away. i couldn't move from how she reacted to my touch and all i wanted to do was comfort her. i despised seeing her in pain and i know i caused her so much pain she never deserved.
"harry, i've been looking for you everywhere." i heard a female voice from the opposite direction and as i turn around i could see megan.
"oh, hey, sorry." i apologize still in complete shock and sadness.
"why did you look like you just zoned out there?" she asked.
"i-i thought i saw someone i knew," lies.
"oh. well do you wanna go?" she asked and i nodded my head yes.
megan and i were in the car and i was driving. trying to keep my focus on the road was difficult when all i could think about was avery. megan would attempt to bring up conversation and she didn't seem to take the hint that i wasn't in the mood to talk. i replied back to her anyways with one or two words but paid attention to the road.
"basically, my family wants us to come with them to the new york-"
my eyes widened at a certain and familiar sight completely throwing off what megan just mentioned. i could spot avery's car parked in front of a restaurant and i immediately hit the brakes causing megan and i to violently move in our seats.
"what the hell!" megan reacted and started breathing over dramatically.
"sorry, uh," i spoke to her but kept my eyes on wherever her car was.
i could see her figure from a distance and it was most definitely her. as she started walking she hugged some guy that i've never seen and he had brown hair. my eyebrows furrowed at the scene. the guy seemed like he was comforting avery and avery's arms were wrapped tightly around him. i could feel my hands and jaw clench in jealousy and anger.
"harry, move the fūcking car!" megan yelled and made me snap out of my thoughts when she started moving the steering wheel.
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"i'm dying to know what the hell is going on and why she was crying." i spoke to my phone pacing around my room. as soon as megan dropped me off at my place i immediately called niall and told him about what happened.
"no offense, mate, but it's really none of your business." niall sighed at the other line.
"that wasn't helpful." i groaned while rolling my eyes at him even though he couldn't see me.
"i know, i know. but what if the reason she was crying is because of... you? maybe?" niall's words made me think even deeper. me? she most probably moved on from me because of the scene i saw earlier. i could've sworn that guy is seeing avery.
"no, it can't be."
"uh, yes, it can be." niall replied back.
"i think she has a boyfriend or she's seeing someone." i sighed sitting on the couch running my hand through my face.
"what? how'd you know?" niall asked in disbelief.
"megan and i were driving and i saw her fūcking car then i saw her as well hugging some guy and he was comforting her."
"how are you sure that was avery?" niall asked still not sure about the situation.
"for god's sake, of course i know it's her. i'm a hundred percent sure." i assured him.
"well, shįt." was all niall said.
"see? how could she still be hurt because of me?" i asked once again.
niall paused, "you fūcking idiot!"
"what?" i asked in confusion at his sudden outburst.
"you wrote a bloody song about her!" niall replied as if he was clever. he paused again, "then you basically talked about your relationship in an interview,"
my eyes widened in shock at niall's words. i wasn't sure if that was the reason why but i really hope it wasn't. i wanted to write about things i was passionate about and i had no intentions of hurting her. what i was wondering was how could she have known about that interview. all lies aside, yes the song is about her but i didn't mean to hurt her. the fact that i'm the reason behind her tears stabbed me in the chest.
"i don't know what to do." i replied back to niall.
"confront her? man, i don't know but you need to somehow address the fact you didn't want to hurt her." niall sighed once again.
"why can't i just move on already," i spoke my thoughts.
"come on, man. megan's basically a model and you have her." niall tried to lift things up but it really didn't.
"i don't give a fūck if she's a model she's not avery."
i thought i would have moved on from avery already but ever since i first saw her again everything went crashing down. all the memories we had rushed in to my mind and whenever i see her i have this weird urge or feeling that she's still mine and it's my job to protect her.
i heard niall sigh on the other end of the line, "i don't know what to say anymore."
"if i were you maybe go talk to avery? i don't know honestly. maybe it's better if you end things on a better note? or just confront her in general?"
"thanks, mate. i'll get going." i spoke. once niall said his goodbyes we ended the call.
i was contemplating on what to do with avery. i wanted her back so badly but i need to move on for crying out loud. i promised myself that avery was the girl i was going to marry and love for the rest of my life but things change. if i didn't start dating megan what would have happened to avery and i? would we still be together? it's almost been 3 months since we've broken up and that's a long time as well.
all the thoughts i had just bubbled up in my mind i couldn't take it anymore. i had to see avery.
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