So I heard you found somebody else
And at first I thought it was a lie
I took all my things that make sounds
The rest I can do without
I don't want your body
But I hate to think about you with somebody elseHarry
"Lunch was great don't you think?" Addison asks me as soon as we step inside our house after coming from a full day at her parent's house.
I wouldn't call it great, I would say it was rather depressing and painfully long.
"It was darling." I rub my temples feeling the headache that has been with me for the whole day get even worst. I blame it on the long speech of her dad on golf and how he tried to teach me the basics of it.
I hate golf, he should know that after ten years.
"I'm still full if you want to eat cook something yourself." Addison barely eats at night, especially after a day at her parent's house where she ate all the delicious food her mom cooked for us. Sometimes I think she would still want to live with them, she just looks happy there.
"Actually I have to leave in a while."
Yesterday I had the chance to play at the pub after it had been closed for two days due to a water leak. It was incredible and I was feeling more and more confident about myself. Xander told me how he was planning on letting me play only twice a week and charge for entrance soon, as people seem to be enjoying having me sing there.
I never thought people would even care to watch me perform, let alone pay to see me. Of course it would be a rather small amount of money, but it is incredible they are even willing to spend money on me.
"Are you going there again?" Addison says rolling her eyes at me.
After yesterday's lunch at Caleb's house, she started to talk a little more with me, that was until I had to leave for the pub after dinner, then she started acting strange again. At least now she was speaking to me, something she didn't do since Wednesday so it is a victory.
"Yes, do you want to come?" I ask even though I don't really want her there.
Don't get me wrong, but I feel like having her there would ruin the moment. Addison doesn't belong to that world, even at the beginning of our relationship she hated going to pubs or clubs with me. It was very hard considering that was all I did with my life, but she changed that for me, which I'm thankful, even if I would like her to be a little more flexible.
She is very determined, so she won't let anything get in her way. That's how she made it this far, it is thanks to her being so goal-driven and disciplined.
"Me? Harry, I'm going to bed in a couple of hours." She rolls her eyes. "But have fun." I know her words are not honest, especially because tomorrow I am sure she will wake me up even earlier than what is needed. She wants me to give this up because in the long term it is going to be hard to keep going on with this life, I admit it.
For example, on Wednesday I got home after one in the morning and she woke me up at six. I wanted to die when I felt her cold hands on my shoulders forcing me out of bed since she had booked a meeting at seven and we needed to be there an hour earlier than we were supposed to. I know she did it on purpose, she could have booked that meeting at any hour in the morning, but she decided to practically force me to work on a couple of hours of sleep.
It hurt like hell and I lost count on the number of cups of coffee I had during that day but I made it, and at later that day at nine, I was sleeping like a baby on the sofa.
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Flame [h.s.]
Fanfiction"What we had was a flame." [this story contains mature themes, read at your own risk]