"Aww baby come here and sit on my face and let my tongue say sorry."

re-written October 9th, 2017 Original copy unavailable. ORIGINAL NAME: Olivia " this isn't a good idea, " " what, being together? " " no, breaking into a hotel. "

She showed him a life he never thought he'd have.

"I got my hopes up" I whisper, softly closing my eyes. "About what?" Harry mumbles keeping his distance from me. "About you actually loving me back." A single tears runs down my cheek. I pick up my broken heart, and leave behind the only man I have ever loved. *Sexual warning.*

This is the sequel to Wish You Were Here so please read that first before this one. It will make more sense.

The worst feeling in life isn't being lonely; it's being forgotten by the person you could never forget edit: after 4 years, this fanfic i wrote got over 300k reads????? i cant believe it!!! i personally think it's not even that good but thank you so much!!

I grew up in Cheshire, England. My best friend was a curly haired boy named, Harry Styles, yes, the pop sensational group of 5 amazing boys called One Direction. Me and Harry were best friends since we were little tikes. We grew up next to each other. We did everything together. I was there to support him while he was in White Eskimo, and I was there to support him while he tried out for Xfactor. He got in and we we're both so happy! We had a huge party and then he went to bootcamp, he didn't make it and got put in a group with 4 other boys, the band: One Direction. I moved to America a couple months after the boys got 3rd on Xfactor. I haven’t talked to Harry since. I think he's forgotten about me, but I haven’t forgotten about him