TO my dearest Harry,
I love you. I'm note sure when you'll see this, or if you even will, but at the time I'm writing this, it is a few days after Nova's death. I'm sorry it had to be this way. I'm so fucking sorry. I'm sorry for bringing her into the world this early, I'm sorry for causing you so much pain. I love you, and thank you for sticking with me through all of this. You're a beautiful soul, and you've always been since the day I met you. we did the best we could, and I suppose that's all that matters at this point. Moon would be so proud, I know she would. And Harry, you're my sweetener. When life gets bitter and sour, you sweeten the situation. Our whole relationship started as revenge, a bad idea. But since that day I met you, it's been the best decision I've ever made in my entire life. And for that, Harry, I thank you. My sunflower, my moonlight, my angel. Thank you. I will continue to love you until the day we leave this earth, and visit our beautiful creation, Moon.
HARRY balled up the piece of paper he had torn out of Blair's songbook and journal and threw it across the room out of sheer frustration.
His heart ached.
It pained him to know that Blair thought it was her fault. She was seated in the living room with no knowledge that Harry had gone through her notebook, however, she was dying inside.
Harry walked towards the balled up piece of paper and began to shred it, letting his tears drip over the ink and melt it into one giant black and bloody mess.
And with that, broken glass, shattered hearts, and bloody screams were all that filled the couples fate.
This is not the end.
BAD IDEA, NOW COMPLETE.
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Bad Idea (Hariana)
Fanfictionin which the tiny italian finds herself love again with the man teenage girls everywhere know and love. book one. © someghoststories, 2021 #8 - manip #3 - arianagrandeandharrystyles #2 - harry and ariana
