I look over at Harry when I feel his large hand caress my thigh. I am so tired of this. Haven’t I been through enough of this? Sometimes I just want to give up on Harry so bad. But I’m here for him.

“I’m so sorry.” He whispers into my ear, making my eyes shut close. His breath is warm as it hits my ear. I swear he doesn’t know how this all feels. He probably doesn’t care. But I care, I care that I’m in love with this boy.

I feel his soft hand cup my right cheek. My eyes open again and I turn my head to look at him. “Harry….” I sigh and moisten my bottom lip with my tongue. “I’m tired.” I whisper, looking into his sea green orbs. It’s 2 a.m. in the morning and I just want to fall into the cloud like covers of my bed.

“I know. I swear, if I could make the hate stop, I would. I would make everyone leave you alone.” His hushed voice says as he looks into my green eyes. He doesn’t get that I’m sleepy, he misunderstood me. “No, Harry. I’m just tired. I want to go to sleep.” I specify and turn my head slightly. He sighs, in what I think is relief, and his hand drops from my cheek. He slips his hand into mine instead.

This boy is so affectionate. This is why I’m continuously falling in love with him. Being his beard gives me so many emotions. He touches me in ways a fan could only dream of. His kisses are so real to me. But to him, him, he just wants it to end. I don’t want to be in love with him. But I am. And it hurts so much to point where I want to quit. But there’s thing called a contract. Not only that. Harry has told me many times, 'you're the only girl I'm comfortable doing this with' . Should that make me happy? If it should, it only crush es me more. Because….. I’m in love with a boy who I know will never love me back.

Notes

Hiiiii xx I know the description for the story was kinda sucky. But I hope you like it!! It might not make sense or it might seem like it'll be boring, but it'll all get better as I continue! Lemme know your thoughts about it and lemme know what you think! Thank you (: