Dear Harry,
I went outside today for the first time since you've left. I hope you're proud of me. I dressed myself, did my makeup and hair. The air is cold. The leaves are falling. I went to the park near the apartment, the one where we used to go together. I sat on a bench and watched the clouds. I pretended that you were there. I kept looking around, hoping to see you there. But I didn't.
Liam called me today. He said the boys would like me to spend Christmas with them. Christmas. Where has the time gone? Of course I said yes, it will be nice to spend time with them. But I'd rather spend the holidays with you.
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dear harry [h.s]
Fanfictionin which a lonely girl writes letters to her runaway love in hopes of his return. Dear Harry © louminosity 2014-2015 --- Completed. xx