Chapter Eighteen

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"Hey, it's Harry. I'm sorry I can't take your phone call. I'm probably busy right now. But hey, look who I got here with me!"

"Hiiii!! Hi! I'm Taylor! Oh my God! Harry stop tickling me! No!! Ha- Ha- Harryyy!!!"

"Hahahaha call me again later, I might be home by then."

"Or. You could leave your message after the beep and Harry and I'll listen to it later."

"You heard that? She said leave a message after the beep! Bye bye!!"


"Hey, Harry. It's me, Taylor." I sighed. "You kept that old recording of us for the phone calls. I didn't think you would keep it.

"Anyways, I called for a reason. Harry.... as much as I know I'd regret this, I'm so sorry.. I... I'm breaking up with you. I don't know if you're listening right now or one of your friends are, but I don't really care. Thank you so much for all the experiences you gave me. Thank you for all the lessons, the good times and all your comfort. I'm doing this because this just isn't working out. And I know it won't work out no matter how hard we both try, because a lot of people have sent me death threats, Harry, simply because I was dating you. What if we date for a while longer, then there would be more death threats. I don't want these anymore, Harry. And I saw you making out with some girl, at my party. When you two left my room that night, I asked the girl what you did to her. She said you fucked her. And I think that's just unforgivable. I'm sorry, Harry, I know you don't think this isn't enough reason for me to break up with you, but you've hurt me in so many ways I've lost count." Tears welled up in my eyes, my voice shaking, I continued:

"I'm sorry, Harry. But I shouldn't be saying sorry. I don't know why I'm apologizing for expressing my side, for wanting this to stop because I can't take it anymore. I do not know why I am saying sorry. But I am very sorry. Good bye, Harry."

I closed my eyes and tried my best to stop the tears from wanting to come out of my eyes, but I failed. A tear slid down my cheeks reaching my chin.

I wiped the tear with the back of my hand.

 More tears fell and my sobs turned into laughs. This all feels so ridiculous.

Happy endings? This is reality. Not some awesome fairytale.

I can't ever have a fairytale happy ending. No one can, because it does not exist. We all make our path to whatever will cause us hapiness. But in the end we all die. Is that a happy ending? Is dying a happy ending?

Dying is a very horrible, sad ending and it is the end to everything. You can't not die. You just can't.

-END-

Short, shitty ending. Thank you for waiting and appreciating my story :)

Love always,

Sofia xx

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