I looked down into my lap and observed the old torn leather journal in my hand as I hadn't touched it in years, I was too afraid to open the stupid thing as I hadn't opened it in months. Just looking at the dang thing made me think of him. As I took a breath I slowly opened a page and started to read "you only want me when she leaves you and you don't want to be alone but I take you back every fucking time " I closed the book as I thought of him. His perfect curly hair and his lovely green eyes ,Harry styles. He wasn't mean but nor was he nice he made me realize a heart is a stupid thing. I loved hi-"Anastasia answer this door" it was my friend Bella. I ignored her as she said "Ana I know your home and there is no point in ignoring me "
