forget // h.s.

forget // h.s.

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The silence is killing me. It's so quiet that I can hear the clock on the wall click with every second that goes by. Seconds turn to minutes and minutes turn to hours and before I know it, it's been five hours and my body has gone numb from laying in this position for so long. Chills go through my body at the thought of being here in this place full sickness and death. I don't know how I got here. No one else is in the room with me and I wonder what's going on outside these white walls. After a few more minutes of staring at the ceiling, a stunning boy with curly brown hair and beautiful green eyes walks in and I have no idea who he is. The only thought going through my mind as our eyes meet is, How is it possible to forget him? [Harry Styles Fan Fiction] All Rights Reserved © thatpapertown
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I cupped her face in my hands, rubbing my thumbs in circles over her cheeks. She was having trouble finding words to describe what she felt, and I could relate. I loved her more than words could describe and telling her I loved her was almost an insult to my true feelings for her. My heart ached at just the thought of her not being with me. I honestly don't know what I would have done with myself if I had never went to that stupid party and met her. But, I have a feeling, we would have found each other, eventually. This love's too strong to ignore forever. Both of us had pieces of us missing, that neither of us were aware of until we met. We were like two puzzle pieces that finally connected. "I love you," I whispered, leaning my forehead against hers. "I love you more," she replied in a small whisper, her hand reaching up to caress my cheek while the other rested on my thigh. I shook my head, annoyed and charmed by the audacity she had to think that she could possibly love me more. "I love you most," I persisted, causing her head to moved away from mine as she looked into my eyes. "Always?" She questioned, her eyes unreadable for a moment before a flash of fear passed through. "Forever," I assured her and meaning it. We could live an entire lifetime or for eternity, and my love for her would never fade. It would only grow. There was nothing in this world that would ever change the way I loved her. My, Katarina.

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