
Love in a Photograph
Old Life
We are driving to dad's work party, I ride in the back seat with my head tilted on the window going over in my head what happened back there with Harry. "I'm sure he will come right away Hayls." My dad breaks the silence in the car.
We arrive to the venue and immediately I feel out of place. Mum and Dad have run off and engaging in their own conversations. There is so many people here which is uncomfortable for a claustrophobic like me. The waiter comes around "Champagne." He smiles but underneath he probably doesn't want to be here serving rude rich people. I don't really drink, but tonight I'm making an exception.
I take a sip and to my surprise it taste pretty good. The song playing in the background changes and of course RED comes on , odd choice for a business party hmm maybe it's the radio. The lyrics that I know inside out i sing to myself in my mind. bering him comes in flashbacks and echoes
Tell myself it's time now, gotta let go
But moving on from him is impossible
When I still see it all in my head
In burning red
Burning, it was red
Those lyrics burn with me. Harry is with Steph now, he has probably forgiven her. They are probably tight in each others embrace as I stand here in a pathetic red dress hoping he would notice and maybe take a chance on me.
Harry's POV:
I have just left Steph's house. I have been in this situation before well I've seen it with my parents, my dad always away having affairs and he swears and promises my mum it won't happen again but he always does happen again and again. I promised myself that I won't ever be like that, the arguing like my parents the second chances that turn out to be two million chances later. I will never go back to that old life, the arguing, beating, alcoholics never I will go back, I have left that part of my life behind and can see the distant a more brighter and clear future.
So things are over with her. I feel bad for yelling at Hayley back at home but my head was just overwhelmed with everything. Truth is ever since moving in with Hayley and her family I have never felt this happy ever. Looking at Hayley is like stepping back into the past. She is a time machine and all these feeling and emotions are rushing back. I want her to be the past, present and the future.
I have concealed and hid my feelings for her way to long, but nothing stands in my, her, our way.
great story! Keep writing!
2/20/16