It is Complicated (Harry Styles Fanfic)

CHAPTER 34

I MISSED EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU. I HOPE YOU STILL LOVE ME AND THIS STORY. MORE CHAPTERS TO COME LATER THIS WEEK. HAVE FUN!

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HARRY’S POV

            I lost count of the days that I had been thinking of Lynn, my little miss, my oh dear little miss. Damn fucking shit, I miss her so much that I just feel like staying in the gym all day just to get rid of whatever pain I have inside.

I can’t sleep because whenever I try to, I see her peaceful beautiful face lying beside me in my arms; just how I woke up beside her that one night. That fucking unforgettable night! I haven’t and refused to eat any sort of sandwiches because it fucking and stupidly reminds me how happy and delighted I was when I made her breakfast. That oversized jumper she lend me with a huge print of obsession which frankly I hate to admit that, she is my current fucking obsession and I’m so damned pussy that she will be longer than I wanted her to be. Fuck!

            I’ve tried to get rid of it but instead, I use it every time I train like a beast. I even slept with it on; surprisingly giving me comfort. I even put it on one of my pillow and hug it tight. See what had happened? What she had done to me? This is unexplainably the truth that I’m in denial to accept and deal with. I am just so damn fucking hurt! Who wouldn’t be?

I just want to pull out the part of my brain that keeps my memories with her. I hate to admit it, but she’s always in my mind, and no matter what I do to forget her and the small things I admire about her, I can’t. My fucking stupid brain can’t. My heart and feelings and emotions shit can’t! So mind over matter doesn’t work at all. That’s a total bullshit!

Is this how much I felt for her? Is she feeling the same for me too? Damn it! I’m at the verge of answering her phone call one time, but I didn’t.  My hands were shaking and all, but I just can’t. I’ve almost fall to my knees when I heard her one and only voice mail, so hearing her voice and be able to talk to her might be too much to handle. She never called again after that. I’m stupid to even wait for it and wait for her texts everyday, but I’m an asshole too, not to respond at all. What’s happening to me?

            I ignored everyone. I ignore Gemma, Salina, Paul, and the boys too. Why would I want to talk to them anyway? No one would understand. They weren’t and never been in my shit now.

            I’ve seen our pictures together over twitter and my daily mail. Fuck! I just thought that no one notice us the entire time. Then her and Niall’s pictures the night I fucking left her at the studio were also taken by some fan or whoever nosy shit asshole. Sure as hell, he or she or even they are earning loads of crap and money.

            She’s been watched by paparazzis that ended up bullshit journals and pictures online, especially that she’s seen with me and Niall. She remained silent though and I’m sure as hell that the three of us are receiving crappy messages everywhere. I hope no one sends her hate, though I think, I’m sending her the exact same thing by ignoring her. Is this still right? Or should I go to her right now and talk to her like nothing happened at all?

            I may be crazy that I opened a webpage and simply search for her name, sweat rolling down my naked torso, as I scroll over my laptop. Paparazzi never know when to stop, so as the journalists. They do their job but sometimes they do too much. They are hurting my little miss. Anyway, is she even looking at these? I pray that she don’t.

            Brat kiddo hasn’t made it up with her mum yet..

            What else could she ask for, multimillionaire parents and boyfriendsss