Me, Him, Us

I almost broke his ankle and he still loves me. We had a big fight and he still loves me. I am ordinarlly amazing and he still loves me. And guess what? I love him too. My name is Angie Blight. His name is Harry Styles. This isn't only my story but ours. No not a story but a tale :)


14. I love you...

We stood in silence for what seemed to be like 10 minutes, the only thing breaking it was the distant chatter and music drifting towards us from the living room. Alex was facing the wall, his shoulders hunched with weakness. He reminded me of a Greek myth of Atlas, how he had to carry the sky on his shoulders so it doesn’t come crashing down to earth. His shoulders begin to shake violently. I jump of the counter I was sitting on and rush towards him tripping over the rug.

He catches me before my butt high fives the cold tiles on the floor. I look up meeting his eyes, they were soaked in the salt liquid we call tears. We stand up right, his arms were loosely around my waist. I snake my own arms around his neck pulling him into a hug. HIS grip tightens around my waist, his hand where giving out warmth on my back. The warmth send a shiver down my back.

“Here take my jacket, the dress seems to flimsy.” HE says only his arms never left my back.

“No I am not cold. It is isn’t it?” I reply. We stand in more silence. It was cloaking us in its blanket. “What did you want to talk to me about?”

“Oh that…it um…really hard for me so don’t um…judge me.”

“You know I never would Alex so stop procrastinating.” I tell him with a small smile playing on my lips, he smiled too but it didn’t reach his eyes like it usually did. “Come on Alex your starting to scare me…” I say, I could hear the panic in my voice but I didn’t care I wanted him to tell me what has been eating away at him all this time.

“I love you.” He states simply.

“I love you too Alex, now can you tell me what been bothering you so much?”

“No Freckles I Love you for real…I loved you for a long time. You never noticed because you were afraid of becoming like your mom…” I stood looking up at the only male I let into my life. He loves me like a prince loves his princess.

“If you loved me so much why did you leave?” I ask in a whisper…I was bad in math so it took me a while to put two and two together, he was jealous of me and Harry like Harry is of mine and Alex’s relationship.

“Because I couldn’t live knowing you would never ever see me the way I see you.” His navy eyes were looking into mine with so much emotion my hazel ones couldn’t take.  I let my eyes drift down to the zipper on his coat.

“I can’t…I’m with Harry. He’s been nothing but sweet to me…” I state, relating it to nothing in Alex’s previous statement.

“I know Freckles. It was suffocating thinking about how you two were together…how you picked him over me…I loved you first.”

A salty tear began to make its way from my eye down my cheek ruining the little makeup I had on. Alex noticed somehow because he wiped it away with his thumb. His palms were caressing my cheeks, he was trying to get me to look him in the eye but I couldn’t.

Finally I look up at the boy who loves me like in a Fairy Tale, the boy who I loved in the same way.

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