Hariana Imagines

Best Mistake (Pt. 3)

"Ariana you're overreacting. " Harry reasoned, as he tried to entwine their fingers, but Ariana kept refusing him.

"No, you broke my heart Harry. You had sex with one of my closest friends. My best fucking friend." Ariana looked at Maria disgusted, she thought of her as a ex-friend now.

"Ariana, I love you. Okay, I married you, and had a baby with you, because I love you." Harry looked at her, trying to convince her that he needs her.

Ariana laughed, "Well that sucks, because I hate you.I hate you so much for this." Ariana wished she did, so she wouldn't have to be in such heartbreak. She stilled loved him, witch made it twice as harder for her to let him go. Harry's heart dropped at her words, as tears started brimming his own yes as well.

"Don't say that. Please don't say that." he sobbed, as tears escaped his eyes. He looked at Ariana like she was the most precious thing, wanting to just wrap his arms around her petite body and kiss her. This side of him made Ariana despise what she was going to say next, but she knew it was for the best.

"I want you out. I want the both of you out by next morning. " she pulled her lips into a thin line, trying her best not to start a crying fest right now.

"Pfft. Fine, but at least I got Harry with me. He can love me instead." Maria spat, as she pulled Harry's arm, making him weakly stand. Maria pecked his cheek, as she pulled him along, back to her room. Harry looked back at her, as he mouthed a "Ariana" trying to get back, but couldn't.

Ariana wiped her tears, and got ready for bed. All that night, she thought about how much Harry and her have been trough. They've been together for 10 years, through everything. But all of it was going to waste. Waste.

*Next Morning*

Ariana and Tyler sat at the small bench that was against the wall, next to the door. Ariana was showing Tyler some animals from his little book. Harry and Maria appeared upstairs with their suitcases, looking at them.

Ariana turned her head, eyeing both of them. Maria entwined her fingers with Harry, as she smiled up at him, ignoring Ariana's stare. Harry looked at her, and pulled away his hand.

"Just go already." he snapped, looking at her with disgust. Her eyes grew wih fear, running down the stairs, and out the door. Harry then turned his attention back to Ariana.

"Ariana. Can I have at least one last kiss?" Harry sadly asked, when he was at the bottom of the stairs.

Ariana hesitated, but got up from her chair after her mind kept arguing wether she should or shouldn't. She slowly walked up to him, got on her tip-toes and planted her lips on his. She closed her eyes, as Harry's lips quickly reaccted and kissed back. He cupped her cheeks, caressing one of them. The kiss was the most passionate, filled with love, and most remembered kiss they have and would ever have.

A single tear fell down from Harry's face during the kiss, making both of them pull back.

"Go." Ariana whispered, looking down at her feet. Harry knew he screwed up big time this time, he knew that he truly hurt her. After all the times Ariana forgave him, even for the littlest things, he knew he wouldn't be forgiven this time. He walked away from his true love, his life. He looked back at her one last time, taking in her appearance one last time. Long silky brown hair, teary chocolate brown eyes, pink full lips, dimples thst sure weren't noticeable right now, petite thin figure, hyper and lightening personality, and one of the most sweeted and fragile hearts that had been broken into tiny little pieces because of him.

"Goodbye Ariana Grande." he whispered to himself, blowing a kiss to her, something they always did to each other.

And that's how Hariana broke apart. How Hariana has never been spoken of or brought up ever again. That's how Harry lost his Ariana Grande. That's how he lost his world.

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