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"Harry, what did you just say?" I said, trembling hysterically.
"I said you're being so much Clingy, and Kendall is much better than you." He yelled angrily.
"I have no fucking freedom, you get jealous when I talk to the other woman, you always assumed that I'm flirting with them even though I'm only being friendly.You're so fucking Clingy, you're always monitoring my every fucking move, you always asks where am I and who I am with, I'm so fucking knackered with your shit, So I am breaking up with you." He spat harshly, as I sob quietly trying to hold back my tears as I can. I can't let him see me fall apart, I mean I wanted him to know that how much he pained me but at the same time I wanted to be brave, to prove I'm better off without him, even though how much it hurts me in the inside but I have to keep it in.
"Is that all you want me to do? Does that make you happy?" I said with a trembling voice and an aching heart.
"Yes." He simply replied.

I stormed out of the living room leaving him completely and went inside our bedroom, no scratch that his bedroom. I took my suitcase under the his bed and packed my stuffs, I didn't even bother to pile it neatly, cos I wanted to leave this house, the house that I once called 'Home'.

After I packed my stuffs, I immediately left our room, no scratch that again, his room now.
I spotted him still sitting in the couch, the same position and facial expression where I left him, before I can pack my things.
I looked at him in the eye for the last time before saying...
"I am so sorry, Harry. For being that kind of girlfriend, I just didn't know that I am being so much clingy and a bother to you, your life and your career. I am sorry if I wasn't like Kendall Jenner, I wasn't more preserve, attractive, professional, famous you name it. But we are different, Harry. I can't be as preserve as her, I can't be as attractive as her, Famous as Her and everything. I have my own ways. I am so sorry if I wasn't the best and the greatest girlfriend you've ever had, I was just being me, to show you who thoroughly I am, inside and out, with make up or without, with clothes or without, at least I am being true to you and to myself, without pretending nor thinking what people think of me or us. But sadly it turns out wrong, so I am just letting you go for a relevant reason and for you to have your freedom just like you want and Don't worry about me, I'll be fine, I can survive on my own, thank you, Haz for loving me, for the care that you give, for the efforts just to make me happy. I really appreciate it. Letting you go is a tough one but if that's makes you happy then I'll let you be. And lastly thank you for telling me what kind of girlfriend I am so in the future I can be a better one myself, I love you so much" I said crying my heart out before walking out of 'our home' and his life completely.

Letting him go might be Hard,
But if two of us can't be happy and understand each other anymore, then why should choose to stay? When he wants me out of his life?

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Hey guys! Did ya miss me?

And oh, this one is really dramatic, while writing this really broke my damn heart but for me it's a good story, isn't it?
Like what a great story to start 2017..huh!!✌✌

So what do you think? Please comment cos I really need your reaction to this,like should I wrote part 2? Or leave this story end like this?