Something You Can't Have
Kill Yourself, Stacy
The worst mistake you can ever make, is falling in love with someone you can’t have. And you know you can’t have them. But that just makes you want them more. Because the human race can't handle being denied something. Like, when my mom said I couldn't get a tattoo, I wanted it more. Just to show her that she wasn't in charge of me. But she is, and she didn’t react defeated when I showed her my tattoo of an infinity sign. She reacted angrily.
My point is, I fell in love with the curly haired, green eyed cutie that is named in fact, Harry Styles. And I can’t have him. Because Stacy is going out with him. The problem is, Stacy isnt a slut. She isn’t mean to other people. She is the sweetest, prettiest, nicest person I have ever met. so why would Harry break up with her. Fuck, if I were a guy, I wouldn't break up with her either. So what were the chances of Harry doing it? None. And that, is my problem.
“Ugh, how gorgeous is he?” I asked, staring at Harry from behind my magazine.
“Totally.” Louis rolled his eyes.
“And here comes stupid Stacy.” I muttered, now rolling my eyes.
“She tutors you.” Lou pointed out.
“Thank you, Louis. I didn’t know that.”I sneered. He grinned.
Stacy walked behind Harry, wrapping her arms around him, as Harry turned around and kissed her on the lips, grabbing her waist in the process.
“Stacy really should go kill herself.”
“Well, that’s not very nice.”
“I don’t care.”
