I waited all weekend for Harry to text me, call me, anything, but he doesn't.
Today is Sunday and me and mason usually go to our favourite restaurant for lunch, but I don't see that happening this week, I check my phone again like the pathetic girl I am and see a message notification, excitement shoots through my body as I click on the message app, but it isn't harry, it's mason *do you still want to go for lunch?* I role my eyes, is he actually serious, dickwad, I laugh as I remember that's what Harry called him Friday night when we were sat on the front porch *I don't know mason, I don't really want to but I think we have to, for the sake of our parents* I click send and sadness floods through me, why does my life have to be so difficult? I force my self to get out of bed and walk into my closet room, I decided to wear a black dress with white flowers, tights and black leather ankle boots, I add some eye liner to my face and try to tame my hair, I get frustrated and decided to wear a hat to hide it and drag my feet down the stair well "Arabella darling, you look.. lovely" I smile at my mum "thank you" I try to ignore the fact she had to think of a nice word before she finished her sentence, I was a hundred percent sure she wanted to say something the complete opposite, I hear a nock on the front door and I am greeted by mason why does he have to look this way? My subconscious adds but I push her back, he was wearing a white Ralph Lauren shirt and black skinny jeans and some white converse, he was gorgeous, making it even harder to be able to ignore the fact we weren't together anymore "hello ara, you look beautiful as always" I smile, genuinely, something I haven't done since I was with harry Friday night stop thinking about him ara I mentally role my eyes and walk out the door "can we get going I haven't eaten anything yet" mason nods and he walks with me to his Porsche, he opens my door for me and I thank him and take a seat "Arabella baby, I just need to tell you, I love you, I do, I'm not just saying it because of our parents , I promise you I will never ever be disloyal to you ever again, you are my future ara, and we, I, need to fix this and make us right again" I look at him, he's eyes are full of regret little late for that I role my eyes at him "mason, how many times do I have to say this to you, you don't love me, I know you don't, please just stop lying to your self" he frowns and looks back to the road "Arabella, I don't know what to say, cheating on you is my second from worst regret.." I scoff gee thanks arsehole "but my first regret is making you think I don't love you, Arabella, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in my life, you don't need make up or fancy clothes and your hair done, you are naturally beautiful, you are kind, sweet, Passionate, and all together the best person I have ever met in my entire life, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you.. if you'll let me" mason looks at me with plead in his eyes, I just look at him, I'm shocked, I have to say,maybe me and mason can love each other? Maybe he really is sorry for being disloyal, maybe I can forgive him? And that's exactly what I do, not just for my parents sake but for my own, all I have known is mason, he's my first and only boyfriend I have had since I was 14 years old, I still remember the day he asked me to be his, we were sat in a little ice cream shop down town, he was wearing a Nike t-shirt and jeans and I was wearing a floral playsuit with my hair in two buns, I laugh at the memory and look at mason "of corse I'll let you, but you are only getting one more chance" a smile takes over his face and he looks beautiful "thank you Arabella baby, I won't let you down" I smile back, hoping he means every word.We arrive at the restaurant and we are greeted by a slim brunette with red lipstick and brown eyes, I look over to see mason practically drooling over her such a fucking idiot my subconscious laughs at me, there's me thinking he meant what he said but I'm sure he's probably imagining fucking her right now "are you fucking serious mason?" He forces he's eyes away from the waitress and looks at me, barely listening at all "humm, what, sorry" I role my eyes as he looks back her her, she has now got her back to us, sorting through some menus, he was blatantly staring at her arse "you know what mason, SCREW YOU!" I storm out of the restaurant and speed walk down the street, I look back to see if he's following me, but of corse, he isn't fucking arsehole I continue to look back and I hit something hard, I look forward to be met with a chest "Arabella?" I look up to find those same emerald eyes looking down at me holy shit I shy smile at him and then remember he left me hanging all weekend and my smile is replaced with a frown "oh, hey, Harry" he senses my bad mood and he takes a hold of my wrist, my whole body tingles but I ignore it "well mason apologised to me, then eye fucked this waitress right in front of me" I role my eyes and he sighs "sorry to hear that, but I thought you were done with him Friday night?" I look up at him "well I did to, then he apologised to me and the pathetic idiot I am believed him and accepted his apology and well we're back to square one" I nods looking at me full of concern "anyway, what happened to you texting me?" I look at him and he smirks "I didn't say I was gonna text you, I just said I wanted your number" I looked at him shocked, I was not expecting that answer "oh" that's all I managed to force out "well, I'm busy so, catch you around Arabella" I felt embarrassed, as he continued to walk past me and down the street, was that the same harry I met on Friday? Sure didn't sound like it, he almost sounded like a dickwad, just like mason, I tried to continue walking but my feet felt glued to the pavement what the fuck just happened my subconscious asked and I had to agree with her, I was confused to say the least and humiliated, not just by Mason, but by Harry, I finally get the strength to keep walking but that's almost immediately replaced by my tears as I take a seat on a bench close by "Arabella?" I look up to find Mason walking up to me "LEAVE ME ALONE!" He seems taken back at first but recovers quickly "why did you storm off?" I look at him and laugh, actually laugh, I'm turning into a crazy person "why did I storm off? Are you fucking kidding me mason, you tell me in the car you loved me and you wanted to be with me then not 10 minuets later your eye fucking and probably already fucked the waitress" anger runs through my body and my blood turns cold "you know what Arabella, your right, I don't love you, but the money your dads pays is too good to let go, your the most prude girl I have ever met and your fucking boring but you know what, I made a deal and I don't break them, so your stuck with me, if you don't like it, tough" he looks at me smirk on his lips and I feel like I'm going to be sick "my dad pays you to be with me?" I feel my self start to cry again and I start to find it hard to breathe "yeh, you didn't know that?" mason laughs "well Arabella, do you want a ride home or?" I look at him, and everything I used to see about him, I no longer see, all I see is a monster "get away from me, I mean it" he laughs again and starts to walk away "okay, fine have it your way, bye ara, see you at the next party your dads throws" I watch him as he walks away, I break down, the world starts to spin, I stand up and try to catch my breath but end up falling to my knees, I have no one, and it's all thanks to my fucking idiot self, I feel a pain in my chest that explodes throughout my whole body, it's crippling, I've lost everyone , the air in my chest becomes even less and the world starts to do dark "help" I manage to choke out "ara?" I try and call out but I start to cough "oh my god, Arabella" I look up to see the most beautiful pair of green eyes I first saw on Friday night, and that's the last thing I saw before everything faded.
Authors note
Sooooo how is everyone , the picture at the top is Arabella's outfit, she's so pretty ughhhhh, please comment and vote, love you all ❤️

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