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I walked up to the gym that my mom had signed me up for and pulled the door open to meet Harry. I hope he was here because over the last few days he had been quite distant, I mean he walked me to school and back but he didn't stay and hangout like he usually did. He claimed it was because he either had to help his mom with something or he was netting up with her to get her car and drive back to school for something. It didn't add up but I didn't question it too much, I mean he never lied to me since we met which was nearly s month ago right? Besides that I was going to tell him about my crush, I talked to my older sister last night and she told me to go for it. My sister was never wrong so I decided to take her word for it, as I suspected Harry wasn't here yet. Instead of waiting for him I decided to warm up and stretch. Ten minutes had passed when he finally burst through the door and spotted me, he walked up to me panting but gave me a hug.
"Hey sorry I'm late", he held me tIght.
"It's ok, seems to be your mantra for this week", I teased.
"It's just I have been so busy this week", he said.
"I've notice, missed our movie day last night", I pouted as I followed him into one of the private rooms.
"That's because I joined the basket ball team", he grinned.
"Good for you Harry", I beamed up at him as we continued to warm up.
"Yeah I went to this party last night after practice and I um...", he paused and looked a bit worried. Naming on his bottom lip.
"What happened", I asked looking curiously up at him.
"I've met someone", he confessed.
I felt like my body had lost all its air in it, like I had been hit by a bus and my heart felt like it was going to explode. I already hated who ever she was because she took what I wanted to be mine, but on the outside I kept a big smile letting him know I was happy for him or at least I was pretending.
"That's wonderful Harry", I gulped as it pained me to say that.
"Daria Woods, know her", he asked.
How could I not, she was pretty and popular. Everyone knew her and how nice she was which made it harder for me to hate her, urghhh of course he would go for her and not me. I mean look at me.
"I do and believe me Harry I'm so happy for you".
After our little lesson I headed home, I said a quick goodbye to Harry and refused his ride home. I really couldn't be near him and even in the room where he taught me to punch and fight I couldn't be near him knowing at I had lost him to another girl who was prettier and skinnier than me. As I continued my walk home my sadness became anger as I remembered what Daria looked like and realized she was skinny, long blonde hair. Someone Harry had told me time and time again he found in attractive. What we it wasn't like I wanted him anyway, that was a lie because as soon as I entered my bedroom I bore down and cried. I laid back in my bed and let all the emotions out as I imagined him with her, holding her and kissing her. Dragging myself out of bed I went to the shower and turned it on, as I waited for the water to get warm I stripped off my clothes and looked at myself. No wonder why he went for her, look how utterly disgusting I am.
"She won't take me away from you, I'll still protect you", I could hear his words ring through my head as I got ready for bed.
"I'll still be able to walk you to and from school, and I'll still protect you", he promised.
It still didn't put me at ease knowing that he didn't like me the way I liked him, that means he never saw me as anything more then the girl he had to protect from her bullies. That made me tear up all over again, but I had hope that things would change for me in the better. One day Harry would see that I loved him and he would realize that he loved me too.
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Harry Long Imagine {Completed}
Fanfiction*TRIGGER; this stories contains self harm, depression, bullying, fat shaming, and eating disorder. If any of those are triggering for you please avoid this story* He was a boy dressed in all black, he might not have looked like an angel, but to her...