[not complete YET]
"You're an embarrassment!" her mom said. She lived in a fake world and the real ones are only when she fangirls.
She ran away to turn the dark to bright, little did she know that dark suits her more.
i write based on whats on my...
"Happy 300th day, Baby 💗 Time flies so fast. Thank you for filling my day during 300 days ago. I hope we will love each other more."
I sent Harry a paragraph of greetings early in the morning, and planned to go on a date with him tonight. He said yes ;)
Today is our 300th day together. That's a very long time. I love him with all my heart and i dont think I want anyone else besides him.
I remember him helping me with my hair last year. Hanah threw a party at their house and it was wiiillddd. Everyone got a cup of beer. Loud music and thick smoke. I cant really drink so I threw up after drinking half a cup.
I rushed to the toilet and spat out everything from my tummy. A guy came in, holding my hair backwards so I don't get any of my chunders on my hair.
"Yea you got this" he said, stroking my back.
I rinsed my mouth and washed my face.
"Towel?" he offered.
"Thanks." I took it and smiled.
"I'll wait for you outside." he smiled. That damned smile.
He closed the door and I stared myself in the mirror. I can feel the butterflies in my stomach. Half ashamed. I bit my lower lips and finally do touch ups.
This guy is something else. He has a dimple on his right cheek, sad eyes but very sharp, pointy nose and his smile is so wide i can see all his 32 teeth.
We had a fun night, that night. Not drunk, just us both outside, far from the loud music. We sat at the back balcony, talking about life, even I already know about him, I still want to talk more with him.
The next morning, I woke up in my bedroom, quite late. I checked my phone and an unknown number greeted me good morning and attached a photo.
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"A cutie!" i replied.
Since then we became more close, closer and cloooser. I am really thankful to have him.
But today, or I can say, a few months ago, he is not him anymore. Back then, not a single day of mine that is not filled with just him. Now sometimes we don't even talk for a day.
By that, I asked him out to dinner tonight. I hope it can rekindle his love towards me.
I went to Medical class today, not even paying attention. I've been attending classes since mom warned me back then. My body is in the class but not my soul. My soul is floating between the sky and the earth.
What should we talk about tonight? Me and Harry hasn't been so talkative lately. He would not hear any or my kpop puns, nor I want to hear his sport talks.
Back from class I spend the afternoon doing scrapbook in my room. I compiled our photos from 300 days ago and decorated it with tapes and drawings. I poured all my heart into it. I reaaally hope he will like it.
I match my blue dress with sandals. If not because of Harry I would just wear T-shirt and sneakers. But tonight I gotta steal Harry's heart again.
I drove to Foxhole Cafe and waited for Harry to come. I reserved our seat for 8pm. I came at 7:50pm. Still early so I decided to just sit and order a drink.
With the scrapbook on the table, I finished my drink and patiently waited for him. I ordered my second drink, he's not here yet. I tried to call him several times but he just won't pick up.
It's 9:30 pm now so I decided to come to his house. Maybe he fell asleep, or forgot about the date. I rang the bell and Hanah opened the door.
"Hey Hanah! Is Harry there?" I asked.
"Aren't him with you? He said he's going out with- ohh.." she cupped her own mouth and faces the earth.
I was trying to figure out what's going on. I tried to deny every possible negative things he could do and thanked Hanah.
I tracked Harry's GPS and followed the navigation with my car. The park is where the destination ended. I went out, finding where and what on earth is he doing here.
This park is huuuge. And I, checked every single spot, and later found Harry at the playground, making out with a girl. I cant really see who but I threw the scrapbook to Harry from the back.
He groaned and stare at me with his furious look. That girl ran away fixing her clothes and her hair. It's dark I really hate myself for not snatching that girl's hair.
"What the fuck?" Harry shouted, his hands on her head.
"Happy 300th day you son of a devil I hope you're fucking paralyzed." I screamed and tried to hold my tears as I turned my back from him to go back home.
Harry pulled my hair, brutally and said "Go die. Please. I am so sick of you." infront of my face.
I kicked his leg and ran to my car as fast as possible. I drove my car to no destination. I cried, literally bawling my eyes out, as I drove through the city lights.
My heart cracks, I cant even feel anything. Everytime they told me that Harry cheats behind my back I just don't want to trust them. Turns out that I actually don't want to accept the truth. The truth that he don't love me anymore.
Betrayal was what I felt. My heart broken not only by the guy i was in love with, but he was in love with me too.
Fuck Harry for cheating on me. As if this was a card game and he tried to look on my weakness. This is not it honey. Earthquakes just happen. Tornados just happen. Your tongue does not just happen to fall into other girl's mouth. Fuck Harry for that.
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AN: If another woman steals your man, let her keep him. Real man can't be stolen. xoxo
