Living with regret

Untitled Part 2

H: "Y-Y/N?"

You stold there, with tears streaming unstoppably,

Y/N: "get away from me!"

H: "i know i shouldve told you! I just didnt know how! How would you tell the person you love something you know will end your relationship? I couldnt do it Y/N! I cant lose you, please dont leave me!" Harry said walking towards you, grabbing your waist into a hug. You pushed him away and kept hitting him in his chest.

Y/N: "i hate you! I hate you so much! How could you do this to me! To us! I dont ever want to see you again!! I cant believe this! And the worst part is, you were going on like nothing even happened! Well you know what, fuck you! Go run off with your little slut taylor and jjst forget about me!! God knows thats all you want in the first place!" You screamed at him!

You could tell those words hurt him. You saw tears forming in the brims of his eyes and you wanted so bad to go and comfort him! But you knew you cant. Not after what he did!

H: "PLEASE DONT LEAVE ME! I LOVE YOU WITH ALL MY HEART AND I CANT STAND THE THOUGHT OF LOSING YOU!" He cried

Y/N: "you shouldve thought about that before you slept with that whore. Im sorry harry, were done." And with that you stormed out of the room towards the bedroom to pack your things, but harry followed closely.

H: "FINE! YOU KNOW WHAT, IF YOU CAN JUST PICK UO AND LEAVE, AMD SAY YOU HATE ME THEN GO! I DONE NEED YOU! ILL GO TO TAYLOR, EVERYTHING I SAID BACK THERE WAS A LIE, I NEVER LOVED YOU AND I NEVER WILL!" He screamed at you harshly.

Y/N: "YOUR SUCH A MANWHORE! FUCK YOU HARRY, YOUR A DICK AND YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I HATE YOU!" You knew harry was extremely sensitive about being called a manwhore. He was known as one and you never believed it, but now you had a reason too.

H: "what did you just call me?" He said with extreme anger in his eyes as he starred at you. For the first time, you were frightened of harry. You have never seen him this mad. You wiped the tears from your eyes but harry kept stepping closer, making you more and more scared. The closer he stept, the more beer and alcohol you smelt on him. He was drunk! Would he remember any of this?

H: " i asked you a question.." He stated.

You stood there silent. Then out of nowhere he shouted "ANSWER ME YOU BITCH!" And you felt a large hand come in contact with your left cheek and a stinging sensation throught your face. You crashed to the ground hitting your head of the edge of your bed, making a gash in your forehead. Harry then stormed out of the house angrily, and slam,ed the door behind him, leaving you broken, and shattered on the floor. You had no clue why he did that, where he is going, or if he will ever come back. But, you just laid there crying and holding yout sliced and bruised face, in complete heartbreak and shock..