Let Go
Chapter 35-Clubs, Insults and Paper Airplanes
*CeCe's POV*
“And……done.” Dani said from behind me as she placed the last pin into my hair. “Thank you!” I told her gratefully as I stood up from the chair I was sitting in. We were set up in Danni’s living room. Our dresses hung on some curing rods, out jewelry on the table, whail shoe boxs and purses are in a neat pile in the corner. Hair supplies and makeup scattered around the room. I picked up the makeup that I needed and made my way to a big mirror that hung on the wall. I picked up the brush and started applying my eye shadow, then eyeliner. I twisted the cap off the mascara as I looked at the reflection of the girls behind me. Kat was putting hard jewelry on as she checked her dress in the mirror. El was ready and helping Dani Zip ups her dress.
I applied my mascara and lip stick befor made my way to my dress that El had ready for me. I slid it on with the help of Eleanor and waited as she zipped it. I hooked the necklace around my neck and slipped in my earrings before walking to my bag. I rummaged through it until I found the red box. I slowly oppend it, still taken away from it beautie. I slipped the ring out of the box and on to my finger and turned around just in time for El to hand me my shoes. Knowing we were already late I slipped in my shoes and rushed to the mirror to check that everything looked good.
My tight gold dress hugged my small carves perfectly. Beautiful jewels covered every inch of the dress until it reached my leg slit, that went 3/4ths way up my thigh, before it turned into silk and fringe. My big gold, demand earrings marched the gold in my butterfly necklace. The ring created perfect contrast with the jewels whail my gold heals are a few shades lighter the fringes. My hair was perfect thanks to Dani whail my gold eye shadow matched the dress and my red lips stood out perfectly. I quickly grabbed my clutch and made sure my phone and lipstick was in it before making my way to the other beautiful girls who were waiting. (CeCe- http://www.polyvore.com/party/set?id=72580546 Kat- http://www.polyvore.com/untitled/set?id=65946436)
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The limo pulled up to a big club in downtown London. Paparazzi and fans lined a black carpet that lead to the building as they stood behind velvet ropes. The other three girls got out of the limo quickly and made there way to the building leaving me sitting me the limo alone. I took a deep breath and composed myself before slowly stepping out of the limo with the help of my driver. Unlike the other girls I dident go strate to the club, I lingered outside signing papers and taking pictures with fans until security told me I must go inside.
I walked into the big brick building and was atomadicaly had no idea what to do. I had never beev in a club before, so I just looked around a bit to figure out what I should do. The bright lights and loud music moved the people on the dance floor, but I really dident feel like dancing. I looked at the people that lined the bar, cant drink because im under aged, and I dident want to drink anyways, at least not yet. I looked around for a good 15 minutes before I spotted Lou on the other side of the club, talking to a few people. I fought thought the croud before I reached him and pulled him into a hug. “You look beautiful.” He told me as we pulled away. “Thanks!” I told him cheerfuly.
Lou started to look around as Zayn finished telling him a story that I interrupted, before his eyes stopped and his face looked horrified. “Zayn, take CeCe to the other side of the club,” Lou told him sternly. “Why whats going….Oh.” Zayn replied as he begain to look around. Before I could turn around to see what was happening, Zayn arm was protective around my waist, pushing me as fast a he can through the croud. “Zayn, what the hell is going on?” I yelled once he pushed me in to a corner. “Im sorry, we didn’t think he was coming.” He said before stepping out of my view so I could see. There he was, Harry was talking to Lou, and who was next to him? The girl he was snoging in my twitter.
“No. No. No. No. No. No, Zayn!” I whined as I started to shake. “Hey calm down, I bet he wont even be here long, I mean look he is with a girl.” He said trying to reassure me. “Really! That’s soposted to make me feel better!” I screamed as I pushed him hard on the chest, cousing him to spill a bit of the beer he was holding. “It’s the same slut he took home the night we broke up.” I told him as I pouched me in the arm. “ONE, stop hitting me, it hurts.” He told me as he stopped my fist with his free hand. “Are you saying, that a girl is can beat you up Malik?” I asked him playfully causing him to roll his eyes. “And two, look at what he is missing out on. She’s had so much work done; she might as well bee a Barbie. Then there is you, who is always naturally beautiful, and tonight looks smoking hot.” He told me with a smirk and a wink.
“Hey Zayn.” A husky voice said. Zayn slowly turned around as he placed me behind me protectively. I wrapped my arms around Zayn waist as his arms found his way around my sholder. “This is my girlfriend, Shari.” Harry told Zayn and I. Zayn arm tightened around me as I started to stare daggers at Harry. There was some silence; in witch I took the time to overlook ‘Shari’. Her hair was blond with ugly, dark brown roots. Her eyes were a dull gray, hidden by a heavy coat of black eye shady. Her lips were a bright pink and her cheeks looked like a china dolls. Her black dress was low cut showing most of heboob job. The sides of her dress had 2 large slits, that was so big, it shows most her under-boob and the top of the lace on her lime green thong. The dress was just long enough to cover her but, showing off her orange spray taned legs. Her large 8 inch heals still made her at lease 2 inches shorter then Harry, applying that she was extremely short. (AN- The outfit I just described is acturaly one that the ‘Queen Bitch’ wore to my schools home coming. i mean your at a school event, come on! A wash cloth would cover more than that dress!)
“Wow! You look so less ugly in person! I mean, you still look terrible, but at least I dont want to barf” Shari told me with a smirk on her face. I looked over at Harry who just averted my gaze. How could he let her say that to me? “Oh Really? Im sorry but I don’t listen to short, orange hooker ompalompa. How much did you pay for her Haz? She’s oviusly a cheep\, I mean look at her. Im disappointed in you, you could have done much better.” I said as I focused my attention form the slut to the douche. “Excuse Me! I will have you know, I am not cheep! My makeup alone cost $150.” She told me as she stepped closer to me. “Oh really because I look like you took a jar of icing and smirked it onto your face. Now if you will excuse me, I don’t talk to fake hoes and there terrible boy friends.” I said as I tried to push past her. By now, most the club was looking at us, and laughing along with our insults. I was about 3 feet away from her when she yelled after me, “You’re just upset that he dumped you, an ugly loser, for me a hot, rich girl. Why don’t you take your poor, worthless ass back to amarican?” I slowly earned around to face them as tears streamed down my face. I looked deep into Harry's eyes as I said, “Maybe I will. I was planning to go down for Christmas so maybe ill just stay, at lest when im thare some people will care.” I swiftly turned around and ran out go the club. I push past the paparazzi as I sobbed, ignoring there shouts. I took off my heals and ran down the street. I didn’t know where I was or were I was gong, but I dident care. I just wanted to be away from him.
*Harry’s POV*
, “You’re just upset that he dumped you, an ugly loser, for me a hot, rich girl. Why don’t you take your poor, worthless ass back to amarican?” Shari yelled after her. CeCe slowly turned around to face us as tears streamed down her face (No song pun intened). “Maybe I will. I was planning to go down for Christmas so maybe ill just stay, at lest when im thare some people will care.” She said as she looked deeply into my eyes, letting me know that the message was for me. She quickly turned around and ran out of the club with Lou hot on her trail.
“What the hell was that?” I asked Shari calmly. “I was just telling her the truth.” She replyed back as she rolled her eyes. I was about to say something more, but I was slammed into a wall. “Why would you let her say that to CeCe? Are you out of you dam mind! Now all the paparazzi have seen her crying and she is going to have to answer to that!” he hissed at me with his for arm on my throught. “Well, you draw attention to us like this inset going to help her case.” I replyed. Zayn looked around then backed up when he realized that the whole club was staring at us.
“I can’t find her.” Lou said panicky as he got back to us. “Its fine Lou, ill go find her, you enjoy your party and ill call you when I find her.” Zayn said before storming out of the club. Lou turned pissed. I have never seen him this mad. “One, your girlfriend is going to apologies to CeCe. Then two, you and her are going to talk. No exceptions.” He said then stomped away. I looked over at Shari who had her arms crossed over her chest with an annoyed look on her face. “Can we just go back to you flat, im board?” She told me. “Of course.” I told her before pecking her on the lips and plastering a fake smile on my face before I lead her out of the club.
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A houres and a half later Shari and I were sitting in the flat watching some stupid TV show, that I was not paying attention to, when the front door opened. Zayn and Lou walked through the door escorting, a very drunk, Cecilia. “Well since Harry is here, ill leave you two to deal with her. Im going back to my party, ill deal with CeCe in the morning.” He told us before stomping out of the flat, furious with CeCe’s actions. Zayn picked her up bridal Style and carried her to her room as I followed close behind. “Ill take care of her now Zayn, tell Shari ill be down in a bit.” I told him one he sat her down on her bed. “Why the hell you’d I let you do that?” he snarled. “I need to talk to her Zayn, I know that since she is drunk, it’s the only time she will shut up long enough to listen to me. Please, this might be my only chance.” I begged him. He nodded a bit reluctantly, but left.
“What do you want Harry?” CeCe asked me as she stood up and attempted to unzip her dress. “I want to apologies.” I replyed watching her closely. “Well I don’t want to hear it so just leave. Dam this dress!” she screamed when she finaly admitted defect with the zipper and moved on to fumbling with the clasp of her necklace. “Let me help you.” I said as I made my way to her. “I don’t need help; I need you out of my life.” She slurred before she stumbled back into me. “Just hear me out tonight, the if you still dont want me to be part of your life, I will. Ill starts looking for my own flat as soon as I get back to my moms.” I told her as I removed the jewelry from her body and carefully placed them in her jewelry box. “Fine.” She mumbled.
I walked over to her dresser as I pulled out a shirt and some shorts before I returned back to her as she unraveled her hair. She gathered the hair to one side of her neck and I slowly pulled down the zipper on her dress, letting my hands linger for a while. I finished unzipping the dress and looked away whail she finished getting changed. “You have ten minuets, starting now.” She told me when she was finished.
*CeCe’s POV*
I sat on the edge of my bed as he pulled the chair from my desk and turned it to face me. He sat there for a bit, every once in a while opening his mouth but then quickly closing it as he chose his words to say. “I dident mean to hurt you.” He told me simply. “You did!” I snapped back as tears filled my eyes. God, being drunk made me emotional “I just want to know why.” I told him as a tear streamed down my cheek. Harry reached out to wipe of the tear but I quickly swatted his hand away. Just because I was hearing him out, dident mean I wisent still pissed. “I broke up with you because I was mad at myself. I haven’t been a very good boyfriend and thought you disserved better so I broke up with you. Then Niall told me that you and Zayn kissed but you to were going to date so I thought if I started to date someone, you would think I moved on and you would to, weather it was with Zayn or someone ease.” He told me. “I can’t just move on Harry. I love you, not Zayn, not anyone eales! YOU!”I screamed as more tears poured down my face. “You love me?” he whispered more to himself then to me. We sat there looking at each other; the only sound was my soft sobs. “I love you too.” He said to me quietly as he grabbed my hand.
“It’s a bit late for that Harry, you have a girlfriend now, and so pleas just leave me to sleep.” I told him as i ripped my hand away. “No. I will not leave. I don’t want her, I want you. I love you! Do you know what this symbolizes?” he asked me as he raised the small paper airplane charm that’s always hung around his neck. “No.” I sold him softly. “It symbolizes how love should be. As easy as a paper airplane can glide thought the air. That’s how it is with you, not with Shari. I don’t want to be with her!” he told me. “Well you are, so please leave.” I told him as I pulled my blankets back and laid down. “Not for long.” He said before diapering into the hall.
*Harry’s POV*
“Not for long.” I told her before sprinting out of the room. “Shari come here.” I yelled down in to the living room. She walked up to me and leaned in for a kiss but I stepped out of the way, so all she got was air. I grabbed her arm and pulled her into CeCe’s room. As soon as she saw Ce her face turns to discus. “What the hell is going on?” she asked rudely. I looked at CeCe and got the same confused look that I was getting from Shari. “Shari, im braking up with you. Its over. When I come out of the room in a few minutes, I expect you to be gone.” I told her coldly. “What no you are not! I say wen the relationship is over!” she screamed as she pushed me in the chest. “Its over” I repeated to her slowly. “Fuck you, Harry!” she screamed and stormed out of the room, accompanied by the front door slamming shut a few second later.
“Ok, I broke up with her! Now when can be together again.” I told Ce. “It’s not that easy Harry.” She told me with a sad look on her face. “It can be if you let it.” I told her as I sat on the edge go her bed. “Good bey Harry.” She told be once again before rolling over so her back was facing me. That was it; there was nothing I could do to get the love of my life back. I stood up and reached behind my neck to unhook the necklace. I sat it down softly onto he side table, knowing it would be the first thing she saw I the morningwhen she woke. I walked to her door and turned out her light, before I faced her again. “I love you.” I whispered before I shut the door.
“And……done.” Dani said from behind me as she placed the last pin into my hair. “Thank you!” I told her gratefully as I stood up from the chair I was sitting in. We were set up in Danni’s living room. Our dresses hung on some curing rods, out jewelry on the table, whail shoe boxs and purses are in a neat pile in the corner. Hair supplies and makeup scattered around the room. I picked up the makeup that I needed and made my way to a big mirror that hung on the wall. I picked up the brush and started applying my eye shadow, then eyeliner. I twisted the cap off the mascara as I looked at the reflection of the girls behind me. Kat was putting hard jewelry on as she checked her dress in the mirror. El was ready and helping Dani Zip ups her dress.
I applied my mascara and lip stick befor made my way to my dress that El had ready for me. I slid it on with the help of Eleanor and waited as she zipped it. I hooked the necklace around my neck and slipped in my earrings before walking to my bag. I rummaged through it until I found the red box. I slowly oppend it, still taken away from it beautie. I slipped the ring out of the box and on to my finger and turned around just in time for El to hand me my shoes. Knowing we were already late I slipped in my shoes and rushed to the mirror to check that everything looked good.
My tight gold dress hugged my small carves perfectly. Beautiful jewels covered every inch of the dress until it reached my leg slit, that went 3/4ths way up my thigh, before it turned into silk and fringe. My big gold, demand earrings marched the gold in my butterfly necklace. The ring created perfect contrast with the jewels whail my gold heals are a few shades lighter the fringes. My hair was perfect thanks to Dani whail my gold eye shadow matched the dress and my red lips stood out perfectly. I quickly grabbed my clutch and made sure my phone and lipstick was in it before making my way to the other beautiful girls who were waiting. (CeCe- http://www.polyvore.com/party/set?id=72580546 Kat- http://www.polyvore.com/untitled/set?id=65946436)
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The limo pulled up to a big club in downtown London. Paparazzi and fans lined a black carpet that lead to the building as they stood behind velvet ropes. The other three girls got out of the limo quickly and made there way to the building leaving me sitting me the limo alone. I took a deep breath and composed myself before slowly stepping out of the limo with the help of my driver. Unlike the other girls I dident go strate to the club, I lingered outside signing papers and taking pictures with fans until security told me I must go inside.
I walked into the big brick building and was atomadicaly had no idea what to do. I had never beev in a club before, so I just looked around a bit to figure out what I should do. The bright lights and loud music moved the people on the dance floor, but I really dident feel like dancing. I looked at the people that lined the bar, cant drink because im under aged, and I dident want to drink anyways, at least not yet. I looked around for a good 15 minutes before I spotted Lou on the other side of the club, talking to a few people. I fought thought the croud before I reached him and pulled him into a hug. “You look beautiful.” He told me as we pulled away. “Thanks!” I told him cheerfuly.
Lou started to look around as Zayn finished telling him a story that I interrupted, before his eyes stopped and his face looked horrified. “Zayn, take CeCe to the other side of the club,” Lou told him sternly. “Why whats going….Oh.” Zayn replied as he begain to look around. Before I could turn around to see what was happening, Zayn arm was protective around my waist, pushing me as fast a he can through the croud. “Zayn, what the hell is going on?” I yelled once he pushed me in to a corner. “Im sorry, we didn’t think he was coming.” He said before stepping out of my view so I could see. There he was, Harry was talking to Lou, and who was next to him? The girl he was snoging in my twitter.
“No. No. No. No. No. No, Zayn!” I whined as I started to shake. “Hey calm down, I bet he wont even be here long, I mean look he is with a girl.” He said trying to reassure me. “Really! That’s soposted to make me feel better!” I screamed as I pushed him hard on the chest, cousing him to spill a bit of the beer he was holding. “It’s the same slut he took home the night we broke up.” I told him as I pouched me in the arm. “ONE, stop hitting me, it hurts.” He told me as he stopped my fist with his free hand. “Are you saying, that a girl is can beat you up Malik?” I asked him playfully causing him to roll his eyes. “And two, look at what he is missing out on. She’s had so much work done; she might as well bee a Barbie. Then there is you, who is always naturally beautiful, and tonight looks smoking hot.” He told me with a smirk and a wink.
“Hey Zayn.” A husky voice said. Zayn slowly turned around as he placed me behind me protectively. I wrapped my arms around Zayn waist as his arms found his way around my sholder. “This is my girlfriend, Shari.” Harry told Zayn and I. Zayn arm tightened around me as I started to stare daggers at Harry. There was some silence; in witch I took the time to overlook ‘Shari’. Her hair was blond with ugly, dark brown roots. Her eyes were a dull gray, hidden by a heavy coat of black eye shady. Her lips were a bright pink and her cheeks looked like a china dolls. Her black dress was low cut showing most of heboob job. The sides of her dress had 2 large slits, that was so big, it shows most her under-boob and the top of the lace on her lime green thong. The dress was just long enough to cover her but, showing off her orange spray taned legs. Her large 8 inch heals still made her at lease 2 inches shorter then Harry, applying that she was extremely short. (AN- The outfit I just described is acturaly one that the ‘Queen Bitch’ wore to my schools home coming. i mean your at a school event, come on! A wash cloth would cover more than that dress!)
“Wow! You look so less ugly in person! I mean, you still look terrible, but at least I dont want to barf” Shari told me with a smirk on her face. I looked over at Harry who just averted my gaze. How could he let her say that to me? “Oh Really? Im sorry but I don’t listen to short, orange hooker ompalompa. How much did you pay for her Haz? She’s oviusly a cheep\, I mean look at her. Im disappointed in you, you could have done much better.” I said as I focused my attention form the slut to the douche. “Excuse Me! I will have you know, I am not cheep! My makeup alone cost $150.” She told me as she stepped closer to me. “Oh really because I look like you took a jar of icing and smirked it onto your face. Now if you will excuse me, I don’t talk to fake hoes and there terrible boy friends.” I said as I tried to push past her. By now, most the club was looking at us, and laughing along with our insults. I was about 3 feet away from her when she yelled after me, “You’re just upset that he dumped you, an ugly loser, for me a hot, rich girl. Why don’t you take your poor, worthless ass back to amarican?” I slowly earned around to face them as tears streamed down my face. I looked deep into Harry's eyes as I said, “Maybe I will. I was planning to go down for Christmas so maybe ill just stay, at lest when im thare some people will care.” I swiftly turned around and ran out go the club. I push past the paparazzi as I sobbed, ignoring there shouts. I took off my heals and ran down the street. I didn’t know where I was or were I was gong, but I dident care. I just wanted to be away from him.
*Harry’s POV*
, “You’re just upset that he dumped you, an ugly loser, for me a hot, rich girl. Why don’t you take your poor, worthless ass back to amarican?” Shari yelled after her. CeCe slowly turned around to face us as tears streamed down her face (No song pun intened). “Maybe I will. I was planning to go down for Christmas so maybe ill just stay, at lest when im thare some people will care.” She said as she looked deeply into my eyes, letting me know that the message was for me. She quickly turned around and ran out of the club with Lou hot on her trail.
“What the hell was that?” I asked Shari calmly. “I was just telling her the truth.” She replyed back as she rolled her eyes. I was about to say something more, but I was slammed into a wall. “Why would you let her say that to CeCe? Are you out of you dam mind! Now all the paparazzi have seen her crying and she is going to have to answer to that!” he hissed at me with his for arm on my throught. “Well, you draw attention to us like this inset going to help her case.” I replyed. Zayn looked around then backed up when he realized that the whole club was staring at us.
“I can’t find her.” Lou said panicky as he got back to us. “Its fine Lou, ill go find her, you enjoy your party and ill call you when I find her.” Zayn said before storming out of the club. Lou turned pissed. I have never seen him this mad. “One, your girlfriend is going to apologies to CeCe. Then two, you and her are going to talk. No exceptions.” He said then stomped away. I looked over at Shari who had her arms crossed over her chest with an annoyed look on her face. “Can we just go back to you flat, im board?” She told me. “Of course.” I told her before pecking her on the lips and plastering a fake smile on my face before I lead her out of the club.
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A houres and a half later Shari and I were sitting in the flat watching some stupid TV show, that I was not paying attention to, when the front door opened. Zayn and Lou walked through the door escorting, a very drunk, Cecilia. “Well since Harry is here, ill leave you two to deal with her. Im going back to my party, ill deal with CeCe in the morning.” He told us before stomping out of the flat, furious with CeCe’s actions. Zayn picked her up bridal Style and carried her to her room as I followed close behind. “Ill take care of her now Zayn, tell Shari ill be down in a bit.” I told him one he sat her down on her bed. “Why the hell you’d I let you do that?” he snarled. “I need to talk to her Zayn, I know that since she is drunk, it’s the only time she will shut up long enough to listen to me. Please, this might be my only chance.” I begged him. He nodded a bit reluctantly, but left.
“What do you want Harry?” CeCe asked me as she stood up and attempted to unzip her dress. “I want to apologies.” I replyed watching her closely. “Well I don’t want to hear it so just leave. Dam this dress!” she screamed when she finaly admitted defect with the zipper and moved on to fumbling with the clasp of her necklace. “Let me help you.” I said as I made my way to her. “I don’t need help; I need you out of my life.” She slurred before she stumbled back into me. “Just hear me out tonight, the if you still dont want me to be part of your life, I will. Ill starts looking for my own flat as soon as I get back to my moms.” I told her as I removed the jewelry from her body and carefully placed them in her jewelry box. “Fine.” She mumbled.
I walked over to her dresser as I pulled out a shirt and some shorts before I returned back to her as she unraveled her hair. She gathered the hair to one side of her neck and I slowly pulled down the zipper on her dress, letting my hands linger for a while. I finished unzipping the dress and looked away whail she finished getting changed. “You have ten minuets, starting now.” She told me when she was finished.
*CeCe’s POV*
I sat on the edge of my bed as he pulled the chair from my desk and turned it to face me. He sat there for a bit, every once in a while opening his mouth but then quickly closing it as he chose his words to say. “I dident mean to hurt you.” He told me simply. “You did!” I snapped back as tears filled my eyes. God, being drunk made me emotional “I just want to know why.” I told him as a tear streamed down my cheek. Harry reached out to wipe of the tear but I quickly swatted his hand away. Just because I was hearing him out, dident mean I wisent still pissed. “I broke up with you because I was mad at myself. I haven’t been a very good boyfriend and thought you disserved better so I broke up with you. Then Niall told me that you and Zayn kissed but you to were going to date so I thought if I started to date someone, you would think I moved on and you would to, weather it was with Zayn or someone ease.” He told me. “I can’t just move on Harry. I love you, not Zayn, not anyone eales! YOU!”I screamed as more tears poured down my face. “You love me?” he whispered more to himself then to me. We sat there looking at each other; the only sound was my soft sobs. “I love you too.” He said to me quietly as he grabbed my hand.
“It’s a bit late for that Harry, you have a girlfriend now, and so pleas just leave me to sleep.” I told him as i ripped my hand away. “No. I will not leave. I don’t want her, I want you. I love you! Do you know what this symbolizes?” he asked me as he raised the small paper airplane charm that’s always hung around his neck. “No.” I sold him softly. “It symbolizes how love should be. As easy as a paper airplane can glide thought the air. That’s how it is with you, not with Shari. I don’t want to be with her!” he told me. “Well you are, so please leave.” I told him as I pulled my blankets back and laid down. “Not for long.” He said before diapering into the hall.
*Harry’s POV*
“Not for long.” I told her before sprinting out of the room. “Shari come here.” I yelled down in to the living room. She walked up to me and leaned in for a kiss but I stepped out of the way, so all she got was air. I grabbed her arm and pulled her into CeCe’s room. As soon as she saw Ce her face turns to discus. “What the hell is going on?” she asked rudely. I looked at CeCe and got the same confused look that I was getting from Shari. “Shari, im braking up with you. Its over. When I come out of the room in a few minutes, I expect you to be gone.” I told her coldly. “What no you are not! I say wen the relationship is over!” she screamed as she pushed me in the chest. “Its over” I repeated to her slowly. “Fuck you, Harry!” she screamed and stormed out of the room, accompanied by the front door slamming shut a few second later.
“Ok, I broke up with her! Now when can be together again.” I told Ce. “It’s not that easy Harry.” She told me with a sad look on her face. “It can be if you let it.” I told her as I sat on the edge go her bed. “Good bey Harry.” She told be once again before rolling over so her back was facing me. That was it; there was nothing I could do to get the love of my life back. I stood up and reached behind my neck to unhook the necklace. I sat it down softly onto he side table, knowing it would be the first thing she saw I the morningwhen she woke. I walked to her door and turned out her light, before I faced her again. “I love you.” I whispered before I shut the door.
Notes
I practically all day writing and editing this so I hope you like it. I don’t want to go to school tomorrow guysL. Ug, do you? I mean who really wants to go to school? Only up side to tomorrow is im going to my BFF’s house after and I haven’t seen her in forever cus she has been REALLY sick. She doesn’t let me come see her when she’s sick cus I get sick easily and when im sick, im sick for weeks.Any ways thank you for 38 subscribers! My goal is to reach 40 in the next 3 days, so please tell your friends about my story!
Do you think CeCe is being to hard on Harry? How would you react if you were in her place? Please let me know in the comments!
Your a really good writer and i'm not one to criticize but its LSA not LST it's london school of the arts there is no such thing is london school of talent
11/16/14