Blame Styles.
I mean, I don't blame Harry for the death of my mother or sister or the fact I had a few psychotic boyfriends back then...
But I blame him for everything else.
I blame him for always trying to "protect me".
I blame him for always making me laugh even when I don't want to.
I blame him for a lot.
But I blame him more for protecting me from my own demons. But- Maybe if it weren't for Harry, or myself, neither of us would be here right now.
So I guess there is one blame I can't pin on him.
Or maybe I can...
Well- I blame both of us for falling for each other.