Want You Back

Rosalie has made some mistakes with Harry. Harry has also made some mistakes. Old friends, problems and worries. Who wants who back?


7. Ashamed


Harry's P.O.V.

I didn't know what I was doing, I ruined everything, and it was just our first day as "friends". Rosalie was perfectly good, sweet, and kind and I just acted disrespectfully. I was so ashamed, why did I do that? I knew what I wanted to happen, and it would've happened if she hadn't stopped me... I just felt guilty. Guilty for not waiting to realize how I felt about Rosalie, guilty for dating Joanne, just because she was hot and hated Ro, guilty for what almost happened with Ro, and even when she tried to stop me I wouldn't listen...


And I was so angry at her before, but what I had done while dating Joanne was even worse. Ro would have every right not to trust me anymore. I DID have a girlfriend, so I was truly cheating, but when she kissed Zayn we were taking some time... Aghh I couldn't stand this, I hated myself so much. How was I going to fix it? I just couldn't, it was impossible...

I stayed inside my room since Rosalie went home and until the day after's midnight, with every bottle of alcohol I found in my house. I just sat there crying, tears full of anger against myself.


I sent her texts, saying how sorry and ashamed I was, because I was too depressed and melancholic to talk to her. Or to anybody. I tried to call Louis, and then Liam, but before they answered I hung up because my voice was just too trembling. And she did never reply, then she didn't read... Or maybe she did read, and she was just avoiding me for what I had done. This thought was breaking me, tearing me apart. She couldn't be ignoring me, we... loved each other.


That's when it hit me 'She told me she loved me!' How stupid I am, I screwed things up with the only girl that has and will ever love me. When I was with her, I was another person, a better person. "I love you". Those words were floating in my mind, and I caught myself saying them out loud to the empty room, knowing that they were meant for her. "What are you doing?" I asked myself, "go for her".


I stood up and rushed through the door. I was about to enter my car, when I realized, I had to call Joanne first! I didn't want to screw things up again, didn't I? I dialled her number waiting for her to answer. I looked at my watch; it was a quarter to 12. But she answered, because I think she was in... Turkey? And it was earlier there.

"Hi sweetheart" she said knowing it was me. "Umm, hello Joanne." my voice was hoarse, maybe for crying too much, drinking, and not talking, and, well, I had a bit of a sore throat.


"Are you okay, Haz?" I hated it when she called me Haz, I was Harry, or Hazza, but that was only for Ro, or the boys.


"Yeah, but..." I tried saying everything slowly so that she wouldn't get upset or something, "You know, I'm not feeling the same way about... us... These days."


"What do you mean?" she paused in every word. "I'm sorry Joanne, but this isn't working..." I said slowly. "You mean... You're breaking up with me." she sounded totally careless. "Yes, but, I mean, we can still be friends or something...". “Okay. We can still be... Something..." she said in a happy way.


"No, like, umm... I didn't mean that." I tried to correct her. "Harry, I know what you mean", she giggled, "Well, doesn't matter. It's okay, bye!".


"Wait... Aren't you, kind of... Upset?".


She laughed, "No, it's okay. I gotta go,"


She hung up. What? She was just so stupid, she mixed everything up. I just needed to go to see Rosalie right now, and say sorry. I didn't care about how I looked, and I couldn't look that bad anyway. I got into my car and drove off to her house. It was midnight, and I prayed she wouldn't be asleep.

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