Ecstasy Pill ||Narry||

3.

tell me pretty lies, look me in the face. tell me that you love me even if it's fake 'cause I don't fucking care at all. -idfc by blackbear

I was having a calm lunch break until my thoughts started to get the best of me.
Did my parents ever really love me?

In their own world, they wanted me to go away with them, they didn't want me to live in this horrid world. But if they really did love me, wouldn't they want the best for me? Wouldn't they say that I should follow my dreams and be careful about the bad in this world?

Anyway, I'm in too deep to back out now. I honestly don't know what I'm waiting for in life, definitely not a miracle. I don't believe in that.

"Harry your break is over." Jack said leaning on the door frame

I nodded and picked up my trash and went back to restocking the shelves.

"Hello do you work here?" a tall guy asked tapping on my shoulder

He's quite attractive, cute puppy dog brown eyes, look tough but his eyes give away that he would hurt a fly.

"Yes, need help?" 

"Uh yes. This store sell guitars right? Well this store is quite big and can't seem to find them. Can you possible lead me to them?" he asked shyly smiling at me

I nodded and told him to follow him and I took him to the back of the store where all guitars were displayed.

"What's the most expensive guitar you have?" he asked looking at each one carefully

"This one. It just came in and is quite amazing if I do say so myself. You play?" I asked smiling

It's been awhile since I had a conversation with someone. About guitars but I'll take what I can get.

"No I suck at it, it's for my best friend's birthday. It's coming up and just want to get him the best there is." he said smiling and grabbing the guitar from my hand

"Yea I'm taking this one." he said nodding and I lead him to the checkout

I grabbed a guitar bag and placed the guitar inside. He handed me the money, I gave back his change, and he left.

Once he left I was back alone with my thoughts.

Great.

If my parents were still here, there'd be so much I want to tell them. Maybe even back them out from suicide and help them out with their depression.
Maybe we could've been a happy family.

What I really wanted was for them to at least tell me they love me, even if it was fake.

__________

as you can tell this will all be in Harry's Pov unless I say otherwise. highly recommend you listen to the music while you read the fic