Part 32

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Harry's POV

She didn't utter a word as we sat at Serena's small dinning table. I went to her favorite restaurant to grab us some take out per request of Serena, I had hope she would open up to me yet we were here not saying a thing to each other. She kept her eyes on her plate and she mindlessly picked at her plate not saying a word to me. I didn't think it would be this difficult to talk to her, to try to explain why I did what I did. However, as I sat in front of her as we quietly ate I finally realized how hard it was actually going to be. I took a drink of the wine I had brought for us and cleared my throats hoping that it would give me courage. Finally after finishing half my glass, I finally spoke up enough to grab her attention to begin the road of recovery for us. At least I hope.

"How have you been", I asked trying to make lite conversation when in reality I knew exactly how she was. Serena gave me an update on her when we met up for lunch.

"If I said I was doing great that'd be a lie", she sighed as she continued to pick at her food.

"I'm so sorry for causing you all that pain baby, I swear I never meant to hurt you so", I pleaded with her.

"I just want to know why. Why out of all the things you could have done, why did you have to cheat on me. Especially with Meadow, you told me so many horrid things about your relationship with her or whatever you guys had and you still decided to cheat. So why", she asked as she began to get frantic and on the verge of tears.

"I don't know what got into me, look I told you before we got together I wasn't one for serious relationships and then I met you. You change absolutely everything for me. You made me see that I probably had a future with someone and that I deserved it. Then I started to work with Meadow and I let her get into my head. It actually occurred to me right in the middle of us..you know...that I realized what an awful mistake I made and what a toxic person she was. I pushed her off and left to come home to you", he sighed and reached across the table to take my hand.

"The other two times, what excuses do you have for those", I huffed wanting to retract my hand but he wouldn't let me.

"My friends and I went to lunch a couple of times while you were at work and put all sorts of ideas in my mind about you. How I wasn't good enough and shit, I felt like if I was going to screw it up in the future might as well now", I shrugged wanting to be completely honest with her no matter how much my answers were going to hurt her.

"That's pathetic Harry, I stayed up late at night and waited for you. I waited because I loved you, I stayed away from going out because I respected you enough to wait for you while you were living out your dream. I stood by your side as a loving and supportive girlfriend while your friends including Meadow made fun of my college career choice why, because I love you. So, how do you repay me for all the love and support I gave you. You cheat. That was a knife in my heart. It sincerely broke me, I've done a shit ton of stuff that I would have never thought I'd ever do. Why? Because the one person I trusted the most tossed me to the side and that hurt like nothing I've never felt before", she choked down a sob.

"Believe me when Serena finally called me and asked to meet me I jump at any opportunity to come see you. I wanted to make it better and repair you, please give me that chance and I'll never ever hurt you again", I leant over and cupped her cheeks.

"I'm scared. Scared you'll hurt me again, I don't know if I could handle it", she wrapped her arms around her body and rocked back and forth in her chair.

I reached over and slid her chair next to mine, wrapping my arms easily around her. I wanted her to feel safe and secure again so that way maybe she would trust me again. It was probably a stretch but I only hope it would work.

"You don't have to give me an answer now but here. My art gallery finally opens in two weeks, you can give me your answer then ok", I reached into my jacket pocket and pulled out the invite, placing it on her dinning table.

She simply nodded her head as I continued to hold her, she clutched in me so tight as if I would disappear into thin air. I kissed her hair hoping that she would let me in to repair her heart. I'm no way did I want to live without her, I would honestly spend the rest of my life making it up to her and keeping her happy. Cause I'm all honesty, she deserved it.

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