Guess who back?
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*5 weeks later*
It's been 1 week since I broke up with Niall. Or did he break up with me? I don't even remember, we both wanted it.
It didn't really work out after all, but you probably already guessed that. And then you might already know why as well.
Also 1 week ago, I got a call. It was 11pm and it was a private number. My first thought was not to answer the call, but I was kinda curious what private number would try to reach me at this time.
So I answered.
"Hello? Who's this?" I said.
"A patient from London's Rehab Centre is trying to contact you. Press 1 to accept." a voice said.
That made my heart stop. London's Rehab Centre. Harry.
I pressed 1.
"Lucy, you answered." he was crying, "I-I didn't think you'd accept."
"Harry." I swallowed the big lump in my throat, "What do you want?"
"You have no idea how much I missed your voice after 7 months."
"Right," I tried to keep my composure, "So, what's up?"
"I-I, I want-, I have some news for you."
"And?"
"I've officially been clean for 5 months and they're releasing me in one month. And I'm so happy. I'm finally gonna see you again, my baby." he cheered.
"Harry, I think-, I don't think that's a good idea."
"What? Of course it is. I've healed fully. I'm better now. Of course it's a good idea to see each other again. I love you." I could hear him smile.
I love you, too.
Wait.
Do I?
After all this time?
No.
I might.
"Why did you call me at this time? It's late.."
"I know. I'm very sorry, but I couldn't wait until morning, because I wanted to tell you the good news right away." he chuckled, "Isn't it great?"
"I-It's wonderful, Harry. I'm glad you can continue life on your own again, without the help of therapists and psychologists."
"On my own? Of course not, silly. I'll have you!" he giggled, "I can tell you're tired."
"No, Har-"
"It's okay, you go to bed, I get my phone back in the morning, we'll text then." he said.
"But I-"
"Good night, love."
"Okay, bye."
And he hung up.
When I woke up that next morning I got several messages. A couple from Niall and loads from Harry. I decided to open Niall's first.
my sod: I'm stopping by this morning.
my sod: I'll be there in 15 minutes.
my sod: Hope you're awake :)
He sent that to me 5 minutes ago, so I should get ready, but I'm reading Harry's messages first.
Harry: Hey, baby.
Harry: I wanted to talk about last night.
Harry: You're probably still asleep, but that's okay :D
Harry: You said that seeing me again wouldn't be a good idea.
Harry: Why wouldn't that be?
Harry: I mean
Harry: I love you
Harry: And you love me.
Harry: I don't see what's problem.
Harry: You're awake, I see, good.
Harry: Please talk to me.
Harry: What's the problem with seeing each other again?
Me: Well, first of all
Me: I just don't think it'd be good for you to see me, because I don't want you to relapse.
Me: Secondly, I have a boyfriend.
Harry: I won't relapse.
Harry: I promise.
Harry: Fuck, you don't trust me anymore, obviously.
Harry: But I swear.
Harry: You were just so pure, and I suppose that was a trigger for me to turn bad again. I never meant to hurt you.
Harry: Not physically anyway.
Me: Still though
Harry: Wait, you have another boyfriend?
Me: Don't think it's wise.
Harry: Hold up.
Harry: You have a boyfriend.
Harry: How?
Harry: I'M your boyfriend.
Me: You're not, Harry.
Me: I moved on from you.
Me: His name is Niall and he's treating me very well.
Harry: Though, you didn't deny loving me.
Harry: Do you love him?
Harry: Did you fuck him?
Me: What the fuck, Harry? Shut up.
Me: What is wrong with you?
Me: I thought you got better.
Me: Stop acting like a fucking dick.
Me: You don't own me.
Harry: I can tell you don't by the way you're reacting.
By this time, I was completely done with him.
No, I hadn't had sex with Niall yet. He wants to wait until marriage and I accept and respect that fully.
I heard something knock on my window. I walked towards the repeating sound and opened my curtains to reveal a blonde boy with extremely red cheeks from the cold. It was October.
I remembered when Harry once did this.
No, stop.
I smiled and opened my window for him, "You're such an idiot."
"That's rude. I just climbed up here for you and this is how you treat me?" he acted like he was offended.
"Yeah, you know me." I chuckled, "Now come in and give me my kiss."
He stumbled inside. Once he was completely in, I wrapped my arms around his neck and gave him a few kisses on his cold lips.
"I see you're not ready."
"Sorry, I woke up 10 minutes ago. You know I can't function the first 15 minutes once I'm awake."
He chuckled, "That's true."
"Now, let me brush my teeth so we can make out." I winked at him.
"Alright." he pinched my bum and let me go.
I jogged into my bathroom and stuck a toothbrush with toothpaste in my mouth.
Once I was done, I put on some comfy pants and walked back into my room.
I found Niall sitting on my bed with my phone in his hands. His brows were furrowed.
He looked up at me with an angry expression on his face.
"What the fuck is this?"
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Little Mix' new album Glory Days is fucking good.
Next update: Saturday, November 26th