Antisocial [h.s]

[twenty-eight]

[harry]

Blake dropped her head back onto the pillow and closed her eyes.

Does she like me? No, she couldn't. The girls that actually matter to me never like me back. Girls who want a nice shag like me for my looks but Blake isn't like those girls, she has actually gotten to know me. She can't like me. She was under heavy medication, she was babbling nonsense, she doesn't like me that way.

"Blake," I called for her but she was somehow passed out already.

Even if she did like me back she'd be too good for me, she's so beautiful and kind and caring and smart and funny and fuck, she's like an angel to me and I'd never be good enough for her.

I stood up and walked out of her room, leaning against the wall opposite, trying to gather my thoughts whilst the girl who was scrambling them laid unconscious peacefully in bed.

I heard someone walk out the door and towards me and I immediately knew who it was. "Fuck, Liam, I'm sorry."

"What are you sorry for, mate?" He asked, standing beside me.

"Blake, everything, I'm not good enough for her and I know I'd fuck everything up even if she did like me back," i took a deep breath and looked at Liam who held a smirk.

"So you like her?"

"Of course I do! I don't understand how any other lad in her presence doesn't," I ran a hand through my hair. "And she doesn't like me, she couldn't, she was drugged when she said that."

Liam threw his head back and laughed, I don't know what about, but I was just glad he wasn't mad at me.

"Mate, when we were younger Blake had the worst ability to lie after she woke from an operation, she'd sputter out truths that she'd lied about before, she cannot lie for shit during the hours after an operation. She likes you, Harry, she's tried to deny it before but anyone with eyes can tell she adores you. She hasn't let anyone her age get close enough to even poke her, but she sleeps in the same bed as you and she lets you wrap your arms around her and she reciprocates. She looks up to you, Harry, and I don't understand how you guys haven't snogged yet," he grinned, shaking his head. "I wouldn't be the most pleased to witness it, I'm just surprised you guys aren't together yet."

"Liam, nobody else gave her a chance, like I get that other people figured out she didn't want to be around them so they just left her be but no one even tried, she's grown so much as a person in the past month because someone gave her a chance. I'm sure now someone else can take a chance on her and she'd be much happier with them. She cannot be with me because I'd just fuck her up, you know the kind of person I can become and you're encouraging me to be with your sister?"

"Harry, everyone's got flaws, you have yours, I have mine, Blake has hers,'' Blake doesn't have flaws. "despite how you act on your worst days, on any other day you are the reason she smiles and oepns up to others. She's been struggling with people for the longest time, she has never had a real friend besides me, she let you force your way into her life and she let you befriend her, I don't understand how it happened, but you're sober, she's social. You guys lift each other up despite your earlier fight but that was resolved. You brought her out of that episode when I couldn't, Harry. You need her and she definitely needs you. I don't know why you feel like she's too good for you or you'd fuck her up, Even if it's for less than a year, you guys should be together, you need each other. You're like puzzle pieces, you fit into each other and fill up the other's holes in order to be whole."

I sighed and ran a hand through my hair, sliding down the wall to sit on my bum on the floor. "I'm going to hurt her, LIam, if I'm with her I'm going to hurt her.''