I Still Love You...

It's my first one so.. Yeah lol

Harry's POV

I lost her. I lost the only girl ill ever truly love. The only one who will love me for me, and not my title or money. And it's all my fault. I was dumb, reckless. And now, all I can do is sit here and cry.

~~~Flash Back~~~

I was drunk, well semi-drunk. I knew I should get home, it was (y/n)'s birthday. But I felt intoxicated. There was a girl grinding against my crotch, the music was pounding overhead, and I don't know what got over me. I didn't want to go. So I didn't. Even though my mates told me too. "Harry! It's (y/n)'s birthday! Get out of here!" Zayn yelled at me over the music. I shrugged, and continued to guide the girl on my hips. "Let's go babe," I whispered to her. She smiled and flipped her blonde hair. She was sexy. More sexy than (y/n). Why did I choose her? I thought. I should just not get a girlfriend. Yeah, that's what I'll do. Break up with her. I grabbed the blondes hand, and walked out with her. I saw snaps of pictures being taken, and I honestly didn't care. It would be easer to break up with her anyways. Damn, I'm so wasted. I couldn't even walk straight. I staggered to my car, and the blonde got in. I hurriedly drove to her house, because (y/n) was at mine. On the car ride, she was stroking me, and I couldn't keep my eyes focused. I pressed on the gas, and sped to her house. We got inside, and immediately started to fuck each other. Right before, I called (y/n) and told her it was over, and she wasn't sexy enough, and I didn't want to be in a relationship. The worst part? I didn't even feel bad.

In the morning, I woke up, with the girl's hand draped over my chest. What the hell?! I thought to myself. The nights events wandered back into my head. "Shit." I muttered to myself. I shook her hand off my chest, and she sat up groggily. "Mm baby, Harry. Why are you up already?" She said tracing her fingers over my chest. I was tempted to stay, but I thought of (y/n). "Shut up." I glared at her. "Going back to that ugly bitch?" She said laughing. "What the fuck did you just say?" I screamed at her. "Oh Harry. You said so yourself. You said she wasn't sexy enough. You broke up with her yesterday. Maybe you don't remember because you we're too busy having fun with me?" She said laughing. I slammed the door, and drove to mine and (y/n)'s house. I knocked, no answer.