"Who hurt you so much that you started to hate yourself?"
Quickly I change the subject. I am not going to cry for Jacob, I am not going to cry for the constant physical and mental abuse I was tormented with. No way am I going down that road right now.
"I get jealous, okay?" I sigh, starting to tear up. "I still don't understand why you chose me, when you literally could have had any girl, any model...just anyone you wanted."
"Baby, I would never leave you," Harry replies, sincerity in his eyes.
I burst out, "How do I know that? Harry, so many people have told me they'd always be by my side, and they are all gone now, or they've hurt me in some way. How can I trust that you won't do the same thing?"
His face falls again, disappointment written all over his features.
"You can choose to trust me," Harry begins, and I notice an edge to his voice. "Or you can leave what we've had behind. I chose you. And I'll choose you over and over and over. Without pause, without a doubt, in a heartbeat. I'll keep choosing you."
[COMPLETED MARCH 2017]
I never knew I'd be in this place in all my life. It just happened so fast that I was about to die just sitting there in my seat on the train that was taking me from my college back home.
I never thought I'd survive this, or any of the upcoming circumstances which I didn't know ever existed. But did I really manage to survive everything that happened to this world.
That's what I really want to figure out. I want to know if I managed to survive every single natural and human conflict.
That's why I started this journey with this mysterious man named Harry Styles whom I met on the train. If I haven't, I would have ended up dead in one blink.
A/N: Thank you for choosing my story to read!! Enjoy it!!!
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