Ilysm guys! x
[ Harry's medicine is an anger medicine, but if he takes it he gets depressed/tired/suicidal ]
- Harry's POV -
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Why did I do this?
Why couldn't I just have taken the medicine?
Her face looks scared which only caused me to feel worse.
Looking into her eyes, I feel myself breaking.
"It's okay." She says, slipping a smile onto her frail lips.
I wrap my arms around her slowly, feeling her small body within mine made me feel a bit better.
"It's not okay Charlotte." I whisper softly.
She pushes my body back, and looks down at her hands.
"Harry."
Something isn't right.
I place my middle and pointer finger to her chin, tilting her head up. Revealing the tears glistening in her eyes.
She takes her lower lip under her higher lip for a moment.
"I think. I think it's better for the both of us. If. We break up."
As the words exit her lips I feel myself crumbling.
All I want to do is kiss her, and scream, and beg her not to.
But I can't.
I can't.
I can't hurt her anymore, so it's better to let her go before I can again.
I bite down on my lip roughly holding back the tears and nod.
"I'm gonna pack up."
My heart stings even worse.
"I'll drive you home."
She nods, and breaks away from me walking to the dresser.
I walk out the door, and into the living room seeing all the guys besides Niall.
"What happened?" Louis asks softly.
I fiddle with my fingers, "I'm taking her home."
"Harr-"
"Just leave her alone okay?"
He nods, and they all file out to there cars to most likely head home
I walk back to the room, and open the door quietly, standing in the doorway.
I watched her fragile hands that I've once held slowly grasping at her clothing and folding it into a shoulder bag.
She slowly moves down to my drawer and opens it pulling out the white shirt I always wore and folded it into her bag.
It drew a small smile onto my lips, a bittersweet one.
She then closed the drawer, and folded more of her clothes into her bag.
She pushed the drawer in, and moves down to my drawer and grasps at the white shirt I always wear and folds it into her bag quickly then stands up.
A small smile finds it's way onto my shaky lips.
As she turns around I hide it, "Ready?"
She nods, following me out to my SUV. I put my key in ignition and begin to drive.
The rain pours down above, and darkness engulfs the outside.
Silence sets into the air, making things unsettled and awkward-
Like it's never been between us.
And I hate it.
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As I pull up to her house (yes I knew it used to be an apartment, I changed my mind) and she got out in quickly hurrying to her house.
I soon followed, and arrived beside her as she unlocked her door.
I grasped her shoulder lightly, turning her around.
She slowly leaned back into the door, her eyes slipping to the ground.
"So. I guess this is goodbye." I mumble softy and which she replies with a nod.
Silence.
"I hope you know that I still love you Harry." She says quietly, biting her lip.
Taking in her features one last time I spit out a question I might regret, "Can I kiss you?"
Her eyes quickly dart up to mine, not knowing what to say.
She was so innocent.
I felt like I was here to protect her.
To make sure she was safe and happy.
And if to do that I had to let her go,
I would.
"Yeah." She softly replies, distracting me from thought.
I leaned down to her and collided our lips together.
I didn't want to, I caressed her cheek within my hand.
I felt myself getting lost in the kiss quickly, as her soft, gentle lips were against mine.
I slowly pressed my tongue into her mouth, and felt her body tense up against mine.
Was this a goodbye kiss?
It didn't seem like one.
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Should I make them.. you know.. right now?
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