YOU ( Netflix og series, Hariana Version )

I'm still here

Hi! I wanted to say that I love Ariana's new album, an absolute bop. Like yes bitch. Second, I'm sorry for the late update. And, third, I'm trying to write it in a way to make it ''understandable'', but I don't know if it is? Can you tell me? 

Harry's POV

Well, now that I've found your computer, let me see what I can find. First things first, you didn't put a password to protect yourself, so I found some cute selfies you took while you were lying on your bed, cute Ari, really. 

Ariana's POV

Another day, meaning I had to go back to studying again. I had to focus, to do my best to succeed. It's like people around me manipulate me sometimes, they just talk in a way that makes me believe in what I'm hearing and that's totally stupid. I just wish I knew the reason to why I can't figure that out, when I'm standing there in the moment. My life's a total mess. 

I had a call from my professor, he wanted me to meet him at his office to talk about important things. I wonder what it could be, I tried to think about the meeting as a good thing. I couldn't think about it as something about my results in school. 

...

I sat down in his office. He held a paper, which made me even more nervous. He read it, it was my story. SHOOT. He looked confused at me. I breathed heavily, my palms were sweating and I bite my underlip nervously. I don't know what he's about to say, but it's not good as it seems like. 

''It's good, it's quite good'', he said looking up from the paper. A smile formed on my lips and I let out a heavy breath. 

''But where is the rest? You owe me 21 more pages'', he said in a serious tone. 

Fuck it. ''I've been working every day, honestly it's been too much for me to think about-'', he cut me off. ''If the schedule's too much to handle, drop back to part time''. ''But then I won't qualify to TA. I need the cash, The housing. I'd lose my place.'' , ''You'll figure it out, you're smart, or you wouldn't be here.'' he said. ''Please, professor Leahy-'' he cut me off, ''Paul.'', he wanted me to call him by his first name. Okay? ''Paul. I'll get you the pages by the end of the week.'' I said. ''I'm rooting for you, You just need to keep up'', he said meanwhile sighing. I nodded, taking in what he just said. 

''Happy to discuss further. After class some evening. If we're gonna seriously discuss poetry, it should be over a drink.'' he contuinued with, ''There's a little gastropub I love..'', he said, ''I would love that Paul'' I chuckled. The stares he gave me made me uncomfortable. ''Just...uh, how would your wife about you-'', 'About me helping out an aspiring writer? She's used to my generosity''. 

I chuckled, to not make the situation even more awkward. ''So Thursday night then?'', he said with a smirking voice, gross. ''Thursday night it is'', I said.  ''Excellent'', Paul said. 

I decided to text Benji. *sigh*

Ari: Need to see you tonight. 

Benji: Will if I can, babe. Working late. P.S I can still smell you on my fingers. 

Harry's POV

There's two things I learned by scouring your computer. First, there are no recent pictures of your dad because he's dead. I'm so sorry for that, Ari. 

BUT, none of this matters because of my second and greatest discovery. 

11.06 a.m. , an hour after our encounter at the bookstore, amidst a group text on the merits of vaginal detoxing, you wrote... : ''Wow, just met a human male who actually reads. Alert the Media. What if it's time for me to date someone good for me''.  Thank you for letting me know. I wasn't crazy after all. OH shit! I heard someone unlock the door and I was still in your apartment. This couldn't be happening. 

There You were Ari, talking to someone on your phone, keeping yourself busy. I ran to your bathtub and sat in there with the closed valance. [ He almost offered to sleep with me], hmmm what? 

I'm not worried, I've seen enough romantic comedies, or I prefer to call them romcoms. But, I know that guys like me are always getting in jams like this. I was so scared at this very moment, I didn't want you to find out about me like this. You really scared the shit out of me when you put on the shower. I was all we, but I had to keep my mouth shut. 

You sounded so sad Ari, you were sighing over and over again. As if, there was no one there for you. But I'm here. And now, when you hung up, you were crying. It's okay, Ari. 

Someone called again. You answered and I could tell it was more than a person. Maybe two. They wanted you to do things, manipluate You. I know that you don't want to do those things, but I know that you think that you're not loved otherwise Ari, but that's not true. I'm still here. 

You were going to Greenpoint. I guess we both were. See you there. 

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