Harry Blurbs

Love You Goodbye

This story contains smut! 

It was inevitable, really.

You were two different people.

At least that's what you tried to tell yourself.

Harry had been a part of your life for a little over four years, loving you with everything he had, and you yourself loved him more than anything. Though you had found it hard to keep up with him and his constantly busy schedule. From him touring yearly for most of your relationship, to his constant meetings in LA, and to him always being in the studio when he was at home meant that you rarely saw one another. You loved the man with everything you had, but something about you guys' relationship wasn't sitting well with you anymore.

"Why are you wearing that to walk out of my life?"

Harry had come to realise that he wanted you more when you were wearing his clothes, mainly the hoodies he'd had made exclusively for tour members-making sure to get two for himself so you could steal one-, and so with that and your skinny jeans he really wanted you. Even when you were trying to leave him.

"I don't get what you mean."

"You know exactly what I mean." His eyes scanned up and down your body slowly, drinking you in and making your heart race. A wet tongue left his mouth and licked at his bottom lip before his teeth grazed over it.

You took a deep breath and stood up from your place on the couch next to him, turning around so you could walk towards him. This was a bad idea, you knew that and you were certain Harry knew too. Though neither of you really cared in that moment. You placed your legs at either side of his full thighs and sank down onto his knee, feeling his arms wrap securely around your body to hold you in place.

You wanted to cry, you really did.

But this was for the best.

You hadn't gone to the house to apologise for moving the few belongings you had there out and into the flat you still owned. At the start of your relationship you'd made Harry aware that you wanted to keep your flat for emergencies and it had worked out well. When Harry went on your you often found the house too big for just you and so you would often head to the flat for a night or two. It helped you having the flat too, as there were times where you both needed space, so you'd leave Harry in the house and go and sleep away.

You hadn't gone to apologise.

You'd gone to end things.

Harry's lips ghosted yours as he held you close, letting you sink further into him. You pulled away and nuzzled your head into his neck and let a few tears fall. You didn't know why you were only then getting emotional. Maybe it was because Harry looked at you with sad eyes and a slumped back.

His lips were dry and tilted down and you knew he was trying not to cry in front of you. He himself knew you were feeling vulnerable and he wanted to show you that he was okay, when he clearly wasn't. You knew he wasn't okay with the way he pulled away from kissing you properly.

"I'm so sorry, H." You felt his hand come to rest on your upper back before it dropped back down and under the thick material of the hoodie.

"If tomorrow you're not gonna be mine." He took a deep breath while moving his eyes to the wall behind you. "Will you let me love you goodbye?" You lifted your head from his neck, watching as he wiped the tears from under your eyes with his thumb.

You didn't trust your words, so you nodded once, feeling his lips back on yours within seconds. He sighed onto your lips, running his tongue so subtly across your bottom lip as your hands came to cup his cheeks, pulling him closer to you. After parting your lips Harry grabbed onto your hips and lay you down on the sofa. His hips were pressed onto yours as he held himself up with his right hand while his left hand gripped your waist lightly.