Oh Anna//H.S(Book 1)

Part 19: Hazel

A/N: ok hi, I'm back. Sorry I took a break, I wrote some of a new fanfic, I made a tiktok account.
(It's @harrystylescharry) y'all can follow that. And also, don't hate me, but this is the last chapter, I'm really just not feeling this. However I strongly encourage you to read 'Falling' and at the time of this being written I have a little over 300 reads on it. I want to say thank you all so much and I've never been so happy. I love you all more than words and Again I strongly encourage you all to go read Falling and Follow my tiktok.
Thank you All 💖💖
"Ok ok ok...what's your favorite...color." I ask him.
"Easy, Hazel"
"Hazel? Odd color. Anyway...your turn."
He lays on my bed, his hand behind his head
"Why did you decide to write a song...your a photographer...I had no idea you were interested in..."
I cut him off.
"I...I'm not. I was with Jane, and I was...I was hurt....and she asked me...she asked me what you would do...."
He smiles.
"Your turn." He says.
"What did you want to be before you became a singer." I say.
"A florist"
I smile.
"Do you ever see your self loving again?" He adds.
I shrug my shoulders.
"Why love when you can grow old, and talk with the old lady's at the retirement home?" I say
He gives a soft giggle.
"Well...I disagree." He says. We sit in silence for a while. Not a normal awkward silence. This is a good silence. A comfortable silence. 
I look up, through the sky light seeing the stars, in Harry's arms. I know he still has feelings for me. I know even I have some feelings for him. But I meant what I said. I really don't know. I don't know anything. And as of right now.

That's ok.

A/N:
I know it was short and I know you all probably hate me for those types of endings because it's kind of a re- occurring appearance. But Falling should be better.

Y'all would know if you read it 😙✌️

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-Cherry 🍒