harry was at a late night talk show. the host was very nice and welcoming towards harry. "how are you, harry?" "fine." "it has been a hard couple of weeks, hasn't it?" harry nodded his head. "look i really didn't want to bring in the subject, but have you seen her?" he shook his head no. "let me tell you. she is a mess." pictures of you were now put on the screen and he saw you with red puffy eyes wearing sweatpants and his t-shirt. it seemed like you were going into the store. but it was hard to tell you were trying to cover your face away from the bright camera lights. harry put his finger on his lip and sighed. even when you looked like you cried all night and you look like a mess. harry still thought you were still the most beautiful person ever. "she deserved better."