Dark Times Part 1 (Ed Sheeran fanfic)

Dark Times Part 1 (Ed Sheeran fanfic)

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As soon as I get into the bathroom and see myself reflected into the mirror, flashbacks come to my mind. Last night I got myself into a fight. I see a bruise has started to form around my left eye. I've also got a wound on my head, the blood is already dry, that must be why the pillow is stained. Fuck. I must call Abel, he will surely remember at least more than me. I go to my bedroom again and look for my mobile phone, the battery almost run out. But it has enough to make a call. Of course, he doesn't answer. He must be sleeping off. I take a pair of boxers and an old hoodie and sweat pants and get into the bathroom. The T-Shirt I'm wearing just stinks. As soon as I take it off, the silver chain I always wear makes a little noise. I think of her.
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"Come on, do it, curse, scream, yell at me, hit me, do whatever you have wanted to do all these years." He just stares at me, not doing anything. "Do something! I made a mistake, and I am paying for it, and as if watching you, letting go of yourself as I'm not able to do anything is not enough! I have to watch our friends suffer the consequences of my mistakes. Our friends are done with our bullshit, Harry. And quite frankly, so am I..." Silence. "Say something for God's sake!" I yell, and I look up just to see him with his head bowed down and his shoulders shaking as he sobs . This is all my fault. This is my mess. ... "I believe you, just like I should have from the start." He says gently, and I just cling on him more as I feel his warmth and hear his heartbeat. "Your heart is beating so fast..." I whisper as if it was a secret. "It's beating for you... Always for you, it never stopped beating for you."

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