{ sunrise - norah jones }
id fallen asleep with my bony fingers intertwined with harry's. id fallen asleep with hope and love. id fallen asleep happy.
but i woke up to my own company; i woke up on the couch alone, harry had left me during the night. my hope had been stripped away of me, the temporary happiness i felt had vanished.
i hoisted my elbows up on the couch to look around. i was still in the clothes id warn throughout the day beforehand and i groaned as i sat upright on the couch.
my vision slowly made its way to the small, cream table located next to my couch. placed on it was a green envelope, and i recognised the paleness from anywhere by now? harry had left yet another letter. but why? id forgiven him. and even he knew that.
skeptically, i tethered the material between my fingers before tearing it open.
'dear myla,
its my birthday, the day i always seem to dread the most. but with you in my life it seems to be a little more bearable.
i didnt want to wake you, you looked beautiful sleeping so carelessly. it was the first time id seen you so vulnerable.
your arms were hung loosely over the couch and you were provided with minimal space. so i got up and slept on the floor - i want the best for you.
i think the reason i took a liking to you is because you're not perfect. you have flaws. your scars are a flaw. but i have some flaws of my own - and we're compatible in an odd kind of way.
anyway, i made dinner reservations down at the restaurant south end of your coffee shop. and i hope you can find it in your faintly beating heart to make it.
i still dont love you myla, and i never will, but please do come.
- H.S'
i ruffled a hand through my hair. thank you for breaking me, harry styles.
entry 06;
dear diary;
somehow he broke me, yet made it the most beautiful thing someones ever done to me.
somehow harry telling me he will never love me hasnt broke my heart; im numb and his company is enough. he sees me as a toy on a shelf and i dont mind it.
i will see harry, god help me i have to.
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a/n: a short chapter solely because the next chapter will be long.
WHY WONT HARRY JUST ADMIT HIS DAMN FEELINGS ALREADY. i cant spoil much of course, but there is a method to his madness. bet y'all thought the letters would stop huh?
hope you enjoyed loves.
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entry 365 ➸ harry styles
Fanfictiondear diary, thanks for keeping my many memories that my brain cannot contain. however maybe it's time to say goodbye. to you. to him. the year, the 365 days, it was all thanks to you.