"we just didn't get along very well." harry shakes his head and i roll my eyes.
he called me last night and asked if we could talk since he saw the interview.
"that don't really make a difference." i glare at him and he looks at me, confused.
"you're acting like you didn't ignore me." he argues and i feel like he's blaming me.
" you told me that you needed distance." i argue back and he laughs.
"what's the deal with you? you're being rude and i-" he tries to explain how he's lost and i interrupt him.
"why are you mad when i get real with you?" i ask, putting him on the spot.
"we could've worked under different circumstances."
"liar." i yell. "i'm just not your type." i call him out on his bull shit and he looks stunned.
"i never liked you as more than a friend." he sighs and i feel my heart break but i stand my ground.
"if that's how you really feel then why did you call last night?"
"because we're friends." his voice cracks and i hold back tears.
"right." i nod. "this conversation is over."
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talking to the moon//h.s.
Fanfictionwhen you turn eighteen you can talk to your soulmate. what happens to maryah when her soulmate happens to be harry styles? ••• based off of my pov on tik tok !! ••• undercase intended<3
