Forgive Me

I turn on my heel and run. Back through the doors. Back down a hall and straight into a frantic Harry yelling my name. I crash into him, falling backwards and hitting the wooden floor with a bang. Harry extends his hand to me and I gratefully take it. When I'm standing again I look him in the eye and say
'Your Harry styles' a statement.
He looks defeated and hesitant before nodding. I nod back. I ask him question this time.
' why is a famous boy-band member in my house?'
His eyes widen
' this is your house! I thought it was part of the university! I'm so sorry!'
He sounded genuine.
Umm. No. Not really. It is a different property. According to the previous owner it was part of the unversity but some guy bought it. But Its a good walk away from Standford so I doubt the story. The guy I bought this place off sold it real cheap. He was convinced it was haunted.' I say.
' cool'
I nod. I was confused. I'm a very shy person yet I felt perfectly comfortable talking to Harry. Like when I spoke with Lea.
"Umm I'm not sure but you shouldn't be worried. I'm not creepy or a stalker so it's fine telling me about your life" said Harry matter-of-factly.
"Did I say something?" I asked wondering if I had indeed spoke my thoughts.
Harry shook is head.
"No. I just figured what you might be thinking"
I am now scared. It's like he read my mind. Not sure what to say next I float off in a daydream about Jace. Something I do a lot these days. I can stay in one spot reliving my life for hours, and I don't feel so alone. For a while at least. I watch as Harry disappears and Jace replaces him. Laughing, happy and very much alive. We are dancing in the early morning light as my alarm plays a Thousand Years by Christina Perri. I smile tears rolling down my face as the song stops, but we just keep dancing, on and on forever.
As Harry's concerned voice snaps me out of my dream I realise I'm crying. I notice Harry take my hand and mention finding Lea. In that moment I realise I need to stop. I'm addicted to remembering. I'm a ghost, living in a happier, past. One that there is no use dwelling on. The guy in my story won't ever come back. Tell me he was blind, that everything is clear now. My fairy tale was cut short. But maybe I can rewrite it. Start again. Change some characters. And get my happy ever after.

Notes

Hey!
I have started writing the next chapter and realised it doesnt make sense but I really like the start so Im going to save it for later.
sorry I havent updated.
Wow. This feels like I writing a diary entry or something.
Anyway question:
what do you think of the story of my life video?
Personally I think It is a very cute Idea to include their family but I dont understand how it realtes to the topic of the story.

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