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when mistakes were made [REQUESTED]

This was requested by  @Mini_Peppermint I hope you enjoy :) Sorry if it's not the best.

Synopsis: Communication is much needed in times of trouble.

Harry

Today is Y/N and I's six month anniversary. It was only six months but to me it felt like a whole year had flown by with getting to know each other and spending days together, we were practically a married couple by now. It feels like I could tell somebody literally everything about her because that was just how much we knew about each other.

I had set up a candle lit dinner at my apartment in London. We still lived seperately as we were taking it slow to begin with but I was planning on telling her tonight that I wanted her to move in with me because being away from her was a little difficult with how much I loved her.

She was currently at her apartment that was only a few minutes away from my house and knew nothing about the surprise I was going to give her tonight. We had texted a littlethis morning, wishing each other a happy anniversary. I had a feeling she knew something was going on because I'm not exactly the best at keeping things hidden but all I told her was that she needed to come over in the evening to which she laughed and went along with it.

It was close to the evening now and Y/N would be arriving any minute. I texted her asking if she was arriving any time soon but she didn't text back.  I had everything set up with  the dining table decorated and our food keeping warm in the oven, I couldn't wait to see the surprise on her face when she walked in.

An hour had past and there was still no sign of Y/N. I had called her multiple times and everytime it just went straight to answer phone. I had set up the dinner half an hour ago and there was no doubt it had already gone cold.

I had spent all day, in fact all week, preparing for our anniversary together and she doesn't even have the decency to call or get in contact in some way. I pick up my phone one last time, putting it to my ear and waiting for her to pick up.

But just like that it goes to answer phone again.

I was getting a bit tired of hearing her voicemail, as much as I loved the sound of her voice on a daily basis, right now I couldn't handle it. I sent her another angry text message even though her phone was probably blowing up with them already and then threw my phone at the wall when all the popped up was 'delivered'. She wasn't even reading the bloody things.

I huffed and angrily threw the meal I had cooked earlier into the bin. I put the cutlery back into the drawers and threw the table cloth somewhere on the floor, stomping to the sofa and turning on the TV, hoping that it could distract me from the fact that my girlfriend was not here on our anniversary.

Later on, I'm awoken by someone walking in through the door. I must have fallen asleep since the 'are you still watching' page had come up on the TV and the sky was much darker, with rain hitting hard against the window pane and the loud crash of thunder and lightning every now and then.

I rub my eyes and look over at the door to see Y/N walking in, soaking wet and a tired look on her face. She notices me looking and smile comes onto her face, "Hey." She walks over but I stand up before she has the chance to do anything. "Harry, what's wrong?"

I feel a burst of anger inside me and find myself completely losing my cool. "What's wrong? What do you mean what's wrong? I sent you thousands of text messages and phone calls and you don't even bother to reply."

She furrows her eyebrows, "I replied to them. I tried to call you but you wouldn't answer."

"Really? Because I never heard the sound of my phone fucking ringing at any point today let alone tonight." I continue and she seems surprised with just how angry I am.

Her eyes look over and she notices my phone smashed on the floor after I had thrown it at a wall earlier. "Harry, please calm down. I was-"

"Don't tell me to fucking calm down Y/N. I've been waiting here all evening ready to surprise you with a dinner I had spent all day making and you have the nerve to not even show or at least try to get in contact with me. The least you could have done was send me a text to say you couldn't make it so I wasn't standing there like some clingy little housewife bitch."

"Harry will you please-"

"I just can't believe you. You're the one that's always being an asshole and saying I need to remember our fucking anniversary every month and the one time I remember you don't even bother remembering yourself. This is the last time we get to see each other before I go back on the road and you don't even have the audacity to show up! It's fucking ridiculous Y/N."

She looks hurt and I know exactly why. Never in a million years would I ever think of calling my girl any type of name but right now, anger had overcome me too much and I couldn't think straight. "Woah, Harry I think you need to calm down."

"Stop telling me to fucking calm down! I had no idea where you were. What, were you fucking some other guy or something? Is that what you were up to? Hmm?" I immediately regret the words I say, knowing that cheating was a very touchy subject for her.

I watch the anger rise on her face, "Don't you fucking dare!" She yells. "Don't you dare accuse me of cheating. You need to get your fucking priorities straight Harry and realise what the fuck you're saying. I'm sorry I missed some dinner with you and I didn't get a chance to answer my phone but, you know, a normal person would be worried if someone wasn't answering their phone for an entire day and think 'maybe they got into an accident, hospital, got kidnapped or some kind of emergency has happened' but no, my boyfriend just curses and yells at me and sends me angry text messages when I can't answer!"

We both stand there, our chests puffing and angry glares on her faces. We've never been this angry at each other and I don't know why the whole thing has gotten me so mad.

"Don't stand there and tell me you've spent all day making a meal for me and that you've managed to remember our anniversary this one time round, do you want some kind of fucking medal? Sorry if it's a little too much to remember one day of the year. Is your life that busy you can't even remember a day you share with your girlfriend?" She spits. "I make countless sacrifices for you. I can't even count the number of times I've had to come visit you on the road and then been left behind the entire time because you don't even bother telling me that you have meetings all week."

I feel my anger dissipate and turn into guilt when I see tears flood her eyes. Y/N's never been one to cry, normally she's good with keeping a strong facade but when she cries I can't seem to stand it, especially if it's my fault.

She's right. A normal person would have been worried if their significant other or anyone they loved wasn't answering the phone. Instead I throw a hissy fit because she can't turn up to a dinner I made for us.

What once was anger had now turned into guilt, embarrasment and shame. I don't know what came over me but I just wanted tonight to go perfect and I had so many things planned. We were going to have dinner and then maybe go out for a stroll under the stars if it wasn't raining and then I wanted to give her a  key to our apartment  that I got cut for her a few weeks ago.

She's the one and I want to spend the rest of my life with her but now it's all messed up just because of a shitty dinner and some stupid mistakes.

I try to reach out for her, just wanting to wipe away her tears. "Y/N...I-It was stupid, I-" I sob and fall onto my knees but she shakes her head, walking back over to the door and reaching for the door handle. "Please stay." I beg.

"Just so you know, the reason I was gone- its because someone broke into my parent's house and I had to take care of everything. I had to go to the police, write reports, talk to the witnesses, go with them to the hospital and then talk to the doctors and stay with them for some time. But I guess you wouldn't really care since all I did was cheat." She says in a quiet voice and then walks out the door, leaving me alone for the final hour of our anniversary.

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