You were sitting at the Local 463 restaurant waiting for the Blue eyed Irish man.
The previous night, you spoke to him for almost 20 minutes about how life's been and how things have changed now.
You did want to ask to him about Harry then, but hesitated. Then he asked you to meet him the next day and said there was something important to tell you.
Your hands were sweating from the nervousness you felt. You frequently looked at your watch and the doorway, where people came in every three minutes.
He asked you to meet him at 4 pm. It's currently 5 and he hadn't still shown up. You were about lose your temper and typed in his number calling him.
Then the door flung open and he walked right in.
He looked around the place and once he noticed you sitting at the corner of the place,
"Hey" He smiled brightly, walking towards you.
"I'm sorry. Some arrangements had to be made in the office" He settled in the opposite chair, still smiling brightly.
'He's become much more better now' you speak to yourself. It wasn't an attractive type of feeling but you were happy that he was there.
Someone who knew you. Someone from Home.
"I was about to leave this place" You tell him effortlessly.
"Oops.. Sorry!" He tells you.
You both spoke about an hour eating as much, laughing as much. You felt like you were at home.
"So... How's..... Tina?" You ask him as you were walking down the streets of Ridgeland.
"She's fine. Great actually. Happily engaged. Getting married next month. So, yeah. She's doing just fine" Those words stopped your blood flowing, and you stood back, because of your frozen body.
You couldn't process or believe his words. They are engaged? They're getting married next month? Is that only you who's been thinking about him all this time? You felt like an complete fool again. Why couldn't you move on like he did? Thoughts were flooding your head, tears trying escape your eyes.
"Y/n?" Niall call from a few feet ahead of you. He had a shocking face and he knew something was wrong that he came running back.
"Are you alright?" He asks.
You still couldn't speak. You didn't want to believe anything. He hasn't mentioned Harry.
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Requited. (H.S) / mature.
FanfictionLove is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart. - hestexting A story about how love can change you in a good way or destroy you silently.
