Another Love Story

Prolouge

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Ariana's P.O.V ( Setting- walking down a street in the night)
Love: 1) : strong affection for another arising out of kinship or personal ties
maternal love for a child
(2) : attraction based on sexual desire : affection and tenderness felt by lovers.
(3) : affection based on admiration, benevolence, or common interests. All these definitions for this word yet I've never felt it not once in my life. I mean don't get me wrong I love my family, love my friends, but I've never been in love. Let's be honest has anyone really; there are all these words you can use to express your endearment when being euphoric, yet we as people choose love to express how we feel towards one another. Or maybe it's just the fact that I'm scared to admit I've actually fallen in love. "It's to risky, he's to risky", I say to myself. But the way his eyes melts my heart or the way I smile when he walks into the room. Ari get it together... he got what he wanted so now it's over. I just wish I could see him again get some closer, ask him was it real to him, because it was real to.....
Harry's P.O.V (Setting- walking out of an apartment, walking down the the street in the night)
Just leaving... Sa..Jen..Ash.. whatever her name was apartment and yet I'm still not satisfied. It's like my sub conscience isn't pleased but my body is. I've never been able to shake that feeling off, I don't even know what it is but the feeling is always there. My subconscious rudely interrupts and says "you know why, starts with an a ends with an a, a Starbucks drink size." Before my subconscious could go any further I distracted myself by looking around the street. And you know the first thing I see a couple on the street being romantic, and the another then another. I've never got the romance stuff it just wasn't something I was ever into. I've never had the kind of relationship you'd seen on TV or on movies that intrest me.
For me it was just girls wanted hookups from me and that was it, don't get me wrong though it was fun at first, but then it just got tiring and a routine or a habit . "But it all changed because of her," my subconscious reminded me. Maybe if I wasn't such an asshole, or pushed her away she'd still be here. Maybe I could see her again explain why I did what I did tell her it was....