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I stared at the flowers, as I heard Harry close the door behind us. I watched as he sun set behind the small houses in front of us and then Harry was beside me.
His hand looked for mine on the railings. I took it, looking up at him.
His emerald green eyes stared into my own green ones. He had that crease between his eyebrows and I reached out to touch it. I smiled softly without knowing, or meaning to, because that crease had become something so familiar, almost home.
But then again, Harry was always home, his arms were like a pillow, something that I could always fall in, something that always caught me. His eyes were like a patch of soft grass, that I could always lay on, relax and feel comforted no matter what.
He was home. Harry was home.
"Cass," he whispered as he closed his eyes. I sighed as I gently moved my hand to trace his face. From in between his eyebrows to his cheekbone.
"Hazz," I sniffed. I slowly traced his forehead, his eyebrows, his cheekbones, his nose, to his lips.
"Baby you're scaring me." Harry whispered. A tear fell down my cheek and Harry reached to wipe it. The pad of his thumb rough against my skin, but still feeling good on it.
"Harry, all fairy tales have to end. Don't they?" I asked, repeating the same line he had said 5 years ago. I felt the emotions boil inside me.
Harry took a sharp breath and shook his head. "No. Cassandra no they don't." he repeated.
"Yes they do Harry." I said calmly, well as calmly as you can while crying. I took a step back, not being able to see how broken and teared he was feeling. Not being able to lie to him.
"No Cassandra, I was wrong. We're meant to be." Harry said pulling me back and hugging me as he looked into my eyes and shook his head.
"No we're not Harry." I whispered, because if I spoke any louder i felt like I would break again.
He pulled me closer, every inch of us touching. There was no gap to be filled.
"I'm leaving tomorrow." I blurted out, as more tears blurred my vision. Everything seemed to be spinning.
All I could feel was Harry's arms and body, and all I wanted was the world to stop.
To stop for years, I wanted to hold Harry in my arms here forever. I didn't want to leave. Harry was my safe haven, my shelter, and shield from harm. He was my laughter, my sadness, and despair, so why couldn't I let him go?
It was one thing to be love a person, and another to love them.
"No." he whimpered. I nodded kissing his chin. He shook his head as he pulled me in for a kiss.
I didn't know how long it went on but I knew it was mixed with our tears. It was our last kiss.
He slowly wrapped my legs around his torso and carried me to the grass. He gently laid me down and looked down at me.
"This isn't a goodbye Cass." Harry whispered. I sighed and reached up to caress Harry's cheek and smiled sadly.
"I'll be leaving in less than 24 hours, and you'll be back on tour Harry. You'll forget about me soon." I said, feeling my heart clench at the thought of the girls in Harry's thoughts that weren't me.
But maybe it was just me, maybe all these emotions were just me.
I didn't cry anymore. I felt like every tear that I could shed was gone. I couldn't cry anymore, as much as my tears watered, nothing came.
"Don't say that. I love you. I love you more than you will ever know Cassandra." Now it was Harry's turn to cry.
I would've smiled and looked at the ombre sky, that went from yellow to orange, to pink to purple, to dark blue, then at Harry. It was one of those movie moments.
Where the girl laid on the grass and the guy laid on top of her. But this wasn't a movie and it wasn't a happy moment.
This was reality, and nothing in reality was happy.
It was a moment where all this nonsense would be over. We'll be over.
"That day, after the judges said I had passed was one of the worst." Harry said after a moment of staring only at eachother's eyes, "Because that moment when they said they loved me, I realized I didn't have anyone to tell."
"I didn't have my girl. I didn't have the girl that always made me laugh, that girl that would make me smile, that one special girl that knew me more than anyone. I didn't have my best friend. That was the one day I realized that I had made a huge mistake."
"I realized that I was truly, deeply, madly crazy in love with you Cassandra Mo Lakes." Harry laced our fingers together. Never taking his eyes off mine.
"Fairytales do have endings, but ours isn't finished yet." He smiled kissing me softly, "So don't say goodbye yet."
I pulled him down towards me, hiding my face in his neck. Kissing it softly and breathing him in.
"Did you know that you'll be going on a plane tomorrow?" Harry whispered. He pulled away slightly to look at me.
"I'm not retarded Harold." I rolled my eyes, smiling softly as he smirked goofily at me.
"Well, I'll be in it. And so will the rest of the band and your friends. But you won't be returning to UCLA." Harry grinned.
"What are you talking about?" I asked, confused. What was this dork planning now?
"We're going to Disneyland." Harry grinned.
So wait.
This isn't goodbye?
Yet, a voice inside my head said smugly.
A/N:
OKAY! OKAY! CHILL YOUR BOOBS, ik it's v v v v v short but I WILL update tomorrow bcs I love you guys. I'll go write on Amnesia now, it's getting good over there. If you don't read it, GO READ IT NOWWWW!!!! LIKE RN ! okay bye lovelies
-Ashley :)
P.S:
I didn't edit this chapter, so if it is crappy I'm sorry.
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Fanfiction[REVISED] 5 years ago, Cassandra had done what she had thought was the best thing to do: break up with Harry to let him live his dream and pursue her own. Little did she know that getting rid of any feelings towards the boy she had grown up with wa...
