Lost and Found || Punk H.S

Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Harry's P.O.V

Shit shit shit shit. Just shit. I feel like shit, I look like shit, my life is shit, the lock on this door is shit.

I need to hold my love and explain to her what happened. Sitting here with her so close yet so far is hell.

It wasn't my fault at all and she needs to know that. Yes I should've been more careful with my drink, but I didn't slip the drug in, that bitch did. I didn't fuck a drugged person, that bitch did. I didn't ignore a persons resistances and struggle, that bitch did. And I didn't ruin someone's entire life, guess who did that. Yeah, that bitch did.

"Please my love," I hit my head lightly one the door in front of it.

"No," her voice breaks as she continues to cry. I can't help but let my own tears flow out as well.

"If you would just let me explain I can make everything better. I'm hurting too," I am. That was an awful experience I really never though I would go through. It disgusts me that she used my body like that. She'd understand I know it.

I hate this. I can hear her crying but I can't do shit about it. Fuck!

"I'll be back soon my love," I need a drink.

"Just... Just tell me what I can do Andrea," I try to level with her once more.

"Just leave me alone," she mumbles.

"I love you more than life, remember that." I grab a piece of paper and a pen, setting them down on the counter before grabbing me a bottle of beer and chugging it down. The alcohol burns running down my throat but it is no match the the burn in my heart.

I sit down with a separate bottle of vodka and start writing.

Andrea's P.O.V

I wait hours for him to come back after I hear the front door shut, but he hasn't come back yet. Deciding it's safe to leave I stand up, leaving the tears still streaming lightly down my burning cheeks.

I open the basement door and hear a piece of paper crumble under my foot. picking it up, I recognise Harry's handwriting.

Andrea my love,

I'm so sorry for this. I hate how this has turned out. I want to always remember how much I love you, forever and always, when I'm gone. I know you're having trouble believing me but I would never cheat on you and deep down you know that. She drugged me Andrea and I'm so sorry that I couldn't fight her off of me. I should've watched my drink better at the party I know, but I screwed up. I just want you to know that she disgusts me, I feel disgusting after that. I'm sorry you had to witness that my love. Please just remember the good times we had together before this. I'll never forget you my love so please try not to forget me too quickly.

Forever yours,

Harry xx

Holy crap. What have I done? I can smell the vodka in the air, who knows where he is know. I'm vying even harder and I put the note down to avoid staining it with tears.

My phone begins to ring and I pick it up without looking at caller id.

"Hello?"

"Andrea you need to come to the hospital right now," Louis' urgent voice fills me with fright.

"What, why?"

"It's Harry," he breathes out. I feel the last small pieces of my heart shattering to no end. I pull pants and shoes on and run out the door to the hospital.

What have I done?

**a/n sorry this is really short but the next chapter will be extremely long to make up for it! Have a box of tissues with you, I'm sorry. I hope you enjoyed and don't forget to comment and vote!

Much love xx

~A.L**