Meet Me in the Meadow

Dreams are like fireflies. You have to catch them in order to see the beauty, but once they stop lighting up, they die. That sums up my life. An eighteen year old girl, who sits alone everyday in the same spot wondering what to do with her life. If anyone wants to save me from ending it, tell them to meet me in the meadow. I bet you no one will show up.
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20. Awkward

I got back to Harry's flat, and sat in the silence. There were no loud obnoxious boys like this morning. No one to talk to, to tell how I am feeling. I am officially alone, just like I have always been. For once, I know what it feels like to become lonely. Before I met Harry, I was used to loneliness, so it was normal to me. Now, it's just silence, and it is weird for me.

 I browsed their fridge, to find a loaf of bread and some nutella. I found a banana, and cut little slices of it. I spread the nutella on the bread, and plopped the banana slices on top. There, perfect. I smashed the two pieces of bread together, and went back to the couch. I flipped through the channels until I found The Notebook was on. I sat and cried my eyes out, while eating my sugar and carbs on bread. The way Noah loved Allie, it made me wish someone could love me like that. There has not been one person in my life who has said that they loved me, except my Mum. She was the only one who unconditionally loved me. I know, it sounds kind of depressing, but not many people like me. I don't know why, I mean I never did anything to them. I just don't get it.

 The movie finished, and it was late at night. I went into Harry's room, to find a pair of loose clothing to wear to bed. Instead, I find a closet filled with girl's clothing. It was all beautiful designer clothing too, which had me staring in awe. There was a note on the floor. I picked it up slowly, and started to read it.

Thought since I will be gone for awhile, and you wouldn't have anything to wear, I thought I would get you some clothes to last you for the two months I am away. I hope you stay well while I am away. If you ever need anyone to talk to, just text me. Stay strong, I know you are capable of doing so. 

xx Harry xx

 I smiled at this note, and browsed through the selection. I finally found a pair of sweatpants and a plain yellow T-shirt. As I was putting it on though, I noticed the writing on the back. It said, 'STYLES' in big bold font. I chuckled to myself, as I put it on. This whole room smelt of him, and it made me miss him even more. I climbed under the covers of him bed, and inhaled the scent. I wish he was here with me, to cuddle with me, the warmth of his body. It always felt so right to me. Instead I am here, in this awkward, frozen silence.

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