1331 Letters from Harry 《Complete》

Chapter 6: Mistake After Mistake

Chapter 6: Mistake After Mistake

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I walked up to the door, and hesitantly knocked.

Thump.

Thump.

Thump-thump.

Harry answered, and without looking he slurred, "What the bloody hell do you—" He stopped when he saw me. "Want," he finished.

"Hello, Harry," I greeted him, waving my left hand. He stared at it—at the ring.

"What are you doing here, Lex—I mean Alexa?" He asked.

"You look like crap, Harry." He did. Harry only had on his white boxers and he had a beer bottle in his hand.

"You did this, Alexa."

I felt my heart break when he called me Alexa. "My name is Lexi," I told him. That seemed to sober him up.

"Lemme put on pants and we'll talk."

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"I'm sorry, Lexi," he said into my head. I patted his arm, and shook my head.

"It's not your fault they were abusive."

He gritted his teeth together. "I should've noticed."

"Well, I'm not sorry. I'm sorry that they took my virginity, that's all."

He looked at me. "No they didn't. In my mind, you're a virgin."

I laughed humorlessly. "A twenty-five year-old virgin? That's even worse!"

"Then why don't you loose it?" He asked, staring at me intensely.

"With who?" I asked him stupidly.

"Me." Harry admonished.

That's what I did.

***

Two pink lines. Pregnant.

Strange maze, what is this place?
I hear voices over my shoulder,
Nothing's making sense at all.
Wonder, why do we race?
When everyday we're runnin' in circles,
Such a funny way to fall.
Tried to open up my eyes,
I'm hopin' for a chance to make it alright.

When I wake up,
The dream isn't done.
I wanna see your face,
And know I made it home.
If nothing is true,
What more can I do?
I am still painting flowers for you, woah.

Show my cards,
Gave you my heart,
Wish we could start all over.
Nothing's makin' sense at all.
Tried to open up my eyes,
I'm hopin' for a chance to make it alright.

When I wake up,
The dream isn't done.
I wanna see your face,
And know I made it home.
If nothing is true,
What more can I do?
I am still painting flowers for you,
I am still painting flowers for you.

I heard everything you said,
I don't wanna lose my head,
When I wake up,
The dream isn't done.
I wanna see your face,
And know I made it home.
If nothing is true,
What more can I do?

I am still painting flowers for you,
I am still painting flowers for you,
I am still painting flowers for you.

-"Painting Flowers" by All Time Low