Meet Me In The Hallway.
9.
Dianna's POV:
"I don't think I can go back to my room tonight." I say honestly.
"It's Ok you'll say with me." Harry smiles. We have just arrived back to the Andaz hotel and the ride back from Malibu got me thinking.
I am never going to be good enough. Good enough for a normal life, for normal air to breathe, good enough to be a daughter who a father should be proud of, and sister. Especially not good enough or Harry, I doubt he thinks about me in that way.
All my life I feel it is a necessity for an apology. An apology to dad, brother heck even my father. I am just sorry for how my life turned out, that fuel a fire ripping to everyone else's life I care about. They live in this hell with me and simply not fair.
Then there is Harry he has a choice, so why is he choosing to become part of this, why hasn't headed for the hills yet? He doesn't not want to be part of this it's no life - literally no life to live. Stripping away his fame and all the stigma that comes along with it I feel so privileged to know this sweet, caring, kind side of him.
"Home sweet home." Harry opens the hotel door.
Making my way in, I am completely and utterly exhausted. Lately I have been lying to myself I have this deluded notion that Harry and I will be happily ever after but the problem is I don't even know how to define is. I wipe this crazy ideas away it will never happen why would it? I wish he could promise me he will never break my heart and be there when I need, now I just sound selfish.
I crawl into bed and struggle to sleep, oddly I am so exhausted. I twiddle my fingers staring at the ceiling, thinking, contemplating.
Wow it's only nine in the evening total rager I am. I throw the sheets off and get out of bed. I make my way over to Harry who is by the piano playing so flawlessly. I smile and he looks up suddenly in the muffled silence I feel nervous. I gaze back at him, his green eyes haven't left my blue ones. Complete and utter silence communicating. I take a deep breath and he stands up striding his way to me.
He towers over me and I breath heavily. He looks down to my hand and gently takes it and takes me to be.
"I don't think I can go back to my room tonight." I say honestly.
"It's Ok you'll say with me." Harry smiles. We have just arrived back to the Andaz hotel and the ride back from Malibu got me thinking.
I am never going to be good enough. Good enough for a normal life, for normal air to breathe, good enough to be a daughter who a father should be proud of, and sister. Especially not good enough or Harry, I doubt he thinks about me in that way.
All my life I feel it is a necessity for an apology. An apology to dad, brother heck even my father. I am just sorry for how my life turned out, that fuel a fire ripping to everyone else's life I care about. They live in this hell with me and simply not fair.
Then there is Harry he has a choice, so why is he choosing to become part of this, why hasn't headed for the hills yet? He doesn't not want to be part of this it's no life - literally no life to live. Stripping away his fame and all the stigma that comes along with it I feel so privileged to know this sweet, caring, kind side of him.
"Home sweet home." Harry opens the hotel door.
Making my way in, I am completely and utterly exhausted. Lately I have been lying to myself I have this deluded notion that Harry and I will be happily ever after but the problem is I don't even know how to define is. I wipe this crazy ideas away it will never happen why would it? I wish he could promise me he will never break my heart and be there when I need, now I just sound selfish.
I crawl into bed and struggle to sleep, oddly I am so exhausted. I twiddle my fingers staring at the ceiling, thinking, contemplating.
Wow it's only nine in the evening total rager I am. I throw the sheets off and get out of bed. I make my way over to Harry who is by the piano playing so flawlessly. I smile and he looks up suddenly in the muffled silence I feel nervous. I gaze back at him, his green eyes haven't left my blue ones. Complete and utter silence communicating. I take a deep breath and he stands up striding his way to me.
He towers over me and I breath heavily. He looks down to my hand and gently takes it and takes me to be.
So far, this is interesting. And I like it
Well done
8/4/17