One month
My days were spent going to class and moping around in bed. I kept trying to ring Harry everyday for the past month and a half.three months
I soon started to loose hope and anger grew where the sadness once lied.How could he just leave me, after all we had been through, I fucking loved him.
I didn't know how to get back to life without him because without him my life was shit. I wasn't the girl I used to be with him. He brought out the best in me by showing me some of the worst.
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I decided to get out of the house and go down to the campus coffee shop. I sat near the window, sipping on my latte as the cold wind whipped around fallen leaves outside. I watched each face that would come and go, internally hoping Harry would walk through that door. I didn't know where he had gone, no where close to here.
I wanted so badly for him to hold me again, to whisper how beautiful he thought I was, to hear his raspy voice say "good morning", i wanted it all back. I knew my wish upon a star, or dandelion, whatever the hell you wish on, it wasn't coming true.
"Is this seat taken?" a small voice called out. I looked up to be met with a bright eyed, blonde girl, smiling down at me.
"oh...uh, no, no, it's free," I nodded with a small smile. We sat in silence for a few minutes before her voice rang out again.
"This campus is huge," she laughed, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. I let out a small laugh, nodding to her.
"Tell me about it," I shook my head, taking a sip of my coffee.
"I don't even like coffee you know, I just needed to get out of the cold,"she explained, with a small shrug. I liked her, she was quirky and awkward, just like me.
"What's your name?" she questioned, I smiled.
"Bella, what about you?" I replied.
"Sarah, Sarah Fuller, at your service," she chuckled, holding out her hand for me to shake.
"Do you have any classes coming up any time soon?" she questioned, her bright smile still present.
"I have psychology in about forty five minutes,"I explained, picking up my phone to check the time.
"Me too!" she squealed "let's walk together," she added.
"alright," I laughed. We stood and walked out the doors together.
3 years later
"Sarah!" I yelled across the apartment. I was looking for my black tights and I knew she had them. We had been living together for two years now and we were like sisters.
"What!?" she called back from the bathroom.
"Where did you put my tights!?" I huffed. Sarah always borrowed my clothes, not that i minded but she always "forgets" to give them back.
"Top drawer in my room!" I knew it. A knock sounded as I crossed the apartment to Sarah's room.
"I'll be right there!" I called, pulling the pants out of the drawer and slipping them on. I took a deep breath before making my way to the door.
"For the one hundredth time Nicole, we don't have your-" My breath was knocked out of me at the sight in front of me. Harry stood, his hands in his pockets, rocking back and forth his hills. I rubbed my eyes, getting a better look.
"You look amazing," he smirked that same beautiful smirk from three years back. He dressed the same, his hair had been cut slightly, and i noticed the small bit of stubble on his chin. I was in awe.
"H-harry, what are you doing here?" I cried, taking hold of the door knob before i fell over.
"I couldn't stay away any longer," he sighed, running his fingers through his chestnut hair.
"Harry I-I don't know what to say," I smiled slightly. Part of me wanted to kiss him,while the other part of me wanted to smack him. He looked so gorgeous, I had no words.
"Can we talk?" he questioned, I quickly nodded, inviting him in. He timidly made his way through the door, taking a seat on the small white chair.
"Let's go to my room, my roommate's home," I laughed and was joined by him. He followed me to my room. I was so happy he was here but so unsure of what to do about it.
"Bella," he began, taking my hand to sit by him. Just his touch alone, after all this time, it still lit me up inside.
"I never stopped loving you, this is no one's fault but mine. I want you to know that," he assured me and i nodded.
"I still love you too," I blurted without any thought. Shit. He smiled.
"I'm glad to hear it because i just couldn't stay away any longer. I went back to England and got all my shit together. I went back to school there and got my degree in business, I just graduated last year. Aunt Dee made me walk. After it was all squared away and i knew you were doing good now, I had to come back and get what was mine. Bella i don't ever want to leave you, ever again. I was fucking up your life, I was a reckless teenager. I'm in a much better place and I can provide for us now," He explained, tears grown to the surface of my eyes. My wish had come true and it was sitting right in front of me.
I took both of his hands into mine, looking into his eyes. I had hoped he still had his personality that i loved so much. He snuck a kiss to the top of my head, there's my cheeky boy. I couldn't hold things back any longer. I took his face into my hand and lied a long, slow peck to his lips. He smiled into it, pushing my hair behind my ear.
"God, it's crazy to say but I love you, so fucking much Isabella," He smiled, bopping my nose playfully.
"If we're gonna do this thing, this has to go," i laughed, rubbing his chin.
"Oh come on, thats three years of my life," he laughed in defense. I rolled my eyes. I was beyond grateful this beautiful creature had been put into my life. I was so glad two of us perfectly imperfect people were put together in harmony.
"God I love you," he sighed, taking my face gently into his hands "and i'm never letting you go again,"
The End
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