unknown number | h.s

t w e n t y f i v e

thanks for 1k cuties, much love. i love you twats.

soz if i just offended u I'm affectionate in weird ways boobs.

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Steady breaths. blink back tears.

A photo I hold of Ariana in my back pocket.

"Here to see Ariana"

"Room 214c please careful with the patient as she is in a critical state right now" the receptionist says.

I nod, and run to the nearest elevator.

When i get there my eyes almost bulge out of my head.

Her hair is tied back and her face is pale more than tan.

"you're harry huh" her mum says, un impressed. she probably saw the post.

"Yes ma'am"

"Well done son, look where you've gotten her, in a coma, with the little infection those pills gave her and an injured arm"

"Ma'am i'm not the only one at fault, i know what i did was wro-"

"It's fine" she sobs into my shoulder, "i'm just glad she's breathing, hopefully she remembers us"

"It's okay, son. I know you didn't mean to hurt her."

I shrink, I really didn't but I did.

"And even though you did, I forgive you. I'm just worried Ariana wont. I mean, it was he first real relationship, what if she isn't ever going to get married?"

"She will ma'am, she will have someone to love and chersish her for her loving beauty and caring self, for the small gestures and for everything she gave to me. she deserves happiness in life, I did give it to her, and someone will, an never let her slip through their fingers."

And in that moment as I stare into Ariana's mothers eyes, my heart beats one thousand times faster.

If i had realised this earlier, maybe things wouldn't be the way it is.

But I didn't.

I let her slip through my fingers.