Betrayed

Looking into his eyes, I knew this was it.
It struck me that I was getting married, right here and right now.

Thoughts start pounding in my head, "Are you ready to forgive him for what
hes done?" I hold a gaze with Harold for just a second more before I run.

I run as fast as can, I didn't know where I was going or how long it would take but I didn't care.

Exhausted, I sit down letting my adrenaline catch up with me. I look down at my once
beautiful dress and began to cry.

"What have I done?" I say to myself. "I'm torn up and scratched my makeup is ruined and my dress is covered in mud." Suddenly l, I hear a

voice call out, " Y/N!"

"I'm sorr.." " No it's my fault," he says "I rushed you and I knew you weren't ready and I'm sorry."

I wanted to get up and kiss him so bad, but I knew I would just be digging a deeper hole.

Harry sits down next to me and quietly stares.

"God, your so beautiful." I blush as always and lean in for a much needed hug. "I'm ready" I say.