Complete Opposites // h.osterfield [1] UNDER CONSTRUCTION

79 - v o i c e m a i l s

Brooklyn Grey
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Voicemail #1: January 3rd
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"Hey, Harry. Sorry, I know you said you wanted to not be in contact with me anymore. I just want to know if you're okay, is all. Ah, fuck. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have called, sorry."

Voicemail #2: January 6th
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"Hey, it's me again. I don't know why I'm calling,
I know you're not gonna pick up but I just wanted to let you know that Tom officially sent me the invite to the Infinity War premiere and I know that you're going to be there. Uhh, if you don't want me to go then I won't go, but if you don't answer then I'm just going to take that as you being cool with it. Alright, bye now."

Voicemail #3: January 8th
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"Now this is awkward {laughs}
I don't know why I keep calling you. Force of habit, I guess. Whenever anything happens I guess I just want to talk to you about it, despite how unbelievably pissed at you I am."

Voicemail #4: January 10th
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"You know what? I am so
pissed at you. You stopped talking to me because your girlfriend didn't trust you enough for you to have a female friend - who was there for you when she wasn't.
I'm so pissed off that you would actually cut me off, after everything that I've told you, and especially after what she did? Instead of fighting to keep me in your life. Don't expect to hear from me again, have a nice life Harrison,"

Voicemail #5: January 14th
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"Harry? I'm sorry I spoke to you like that. I don't even know if you heard it yet. I'm sorry. It's just, I trusted you more than my own bandmates, and I've known them since I was a kid and you threw me away like trash. I'm in so much pain, Harry. Please, pick up the phone"

Voicemail #6: January 18th
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"Harry, I know you're not talking to me right now {hiccups and sniffles} but I don't know what to do. It's the anniversary of Bennie's death today. I've been in this club since 11 a.m. and I've drank so much whiskey that I can - I can barely rememember my own - my own name.
{sniffles} I can't do this anymore. I don't know what's wrong with me, I feel so alone and I'm sorry to bother you but everything hurts so much. I just need somebody to talk to, please call me back"

Voicemail #7: January 18th
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"I'm in the bathroom of this club.
I just need to forget, Harry.
I just need to forget everything,"

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