Imagine part 67//
I took a deep breath as my hand touched the door handle. The cold metal sendt chills through my body. I was nervouse to see Harry. "Hello?" I asked with a soft and calm voice as I walked inside. I didn't hear anything. His car was here so I knew he was home. "Harry?" I asked walking towards the kitchen, and that's where I found him. He hadn't cleaned up the plate he left for me this morning. He sat on the other side holding a bottle of liquor. I knew he was drunk. "You've been drinking again", I mumbled irritated. I though he quit. "What's wrong with you?" I asked looking at him. He didn't seem to care. All he did was drink more and more. "This is who I am (y/n). I drink, i'm a terrible person", He said looking up at me. I walked over to him and made him look at me. His eyes were shining, and his breath consisted of alcohol. "You've quit drinking", I said, not wanting to think of him as a bad person. "I'm drinking right now, and your mother.. She's been taking the pills i've been giving her, that's a terrible person", Harry said shocking me. He sold drugs to my mother? To protect me? I shook my head, I didn't want to believe him. "Who are you? I don't know you anymore.. You know how terrible my mother is, you know i'm better off without her!" I said raising my voice at him. He dropped the bottle to the table getting up on his feet. "I was protecting you", Harry defended looking angry. I was pissing him off. "That's not protecting me, that's insane! Selling drugs to my mother?! She wouldn't get to me Harry because I have you around me, and I know you won't let her hurt me!" I shouted as my breathing became heavier. He looked down at his hands, not answering. "You're not the Harry I love", I said. I regret saying that. No matter what he did I loved him. My love for him was so strong. He looked up at me. It was hard to see through his angry eyes, but I could still see the pain. He didn't like hearing those words. "I don't want a girl with a messed up past anyway, look what you've done to me. Made me feel things? This is who I truly am, so maybe we just shouldn't do this", Harry said looking at me the whole time, emotionless, just like he was when I first met him. I still remember the day he said he would smile if I died. Loving him never crossed my mind then. "Maybe we shouldn't", I finally said, holding my tears back as he passed me. //
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