Harry's eyes clouded over with anger. His nostrils flared and his fists balled up and his whole body tensed and straightened up, increasing his height by inches. His stance widened, preparing himself for attack. Poop. I should tell kenz... but this is all i've ever wanted. Her love. All the unfulfilling relationships with other girls was just to fill the empty void in my heart, longing for kenz. All the clubbing, tattoos, drinking… I even experimented with drugs for a while to numb the pain. But it was always temporary. Only temporary. I would never truly be happy without her, but I’ll just have to settle for a friendship.
When she was with harry before the accident he was so bad to her. She couldn’t stand the lack of affection. He was good to her until we went on the TMH tour. Something happened to him sometime between the new album and leaving for tour. He changed so much. He stopped touching, kissing, adoring, loving her. The only time he ever pretended they were crazy in love was in the eye of the press and fans. Whenever he wanted some was when he really turned up the charm. He would have a huge plot whenever he wanted to get in her pants. A large teddy bear, cupcakes with her face on them, pictures, paintings, jewelry, and even a proposal.
She was so confused. She was always so pained. I remember one night I was so sick of seeing her being manipulated I went to her house to talk to her. I could hear her sobs though the door. We talked for hours, sorting through her emotions. One of the things I remembered most was her telling me that she felt she wasn’t good enough for him. She wasn’t pretty enough, wasn’t thin enough, wasn’t perfect enough. I didn’t know what to say to her. She was the most flawless human being id ever known, and harry had ruined her so much to the point of her thinking she was a nuisance. I just hugged her. The hug turned into a kiss... and the kiss turned into… making love.
We did a lot of sneaking around after that. She couldn’t bear to leave harry, she was so confused, and I really didn’t help her much. But she doesn’t remember that. She probably never will.
“Kenz… I’m not your love.” I stated quietly, knowing there was no going back.
“What do you mean? You said-”
“I know. I know… I was confused. I thought you just remembered… me.”
“Oh shut up. I know it’s you. Just because curly-ass over there looks scary, you’re giving this up?” she laughed, “That’s ridiculous.”
Harry’s eyes teared up, his whole body dropped the tension. “I’m harry.” He whispered, practically begging her to call him by name.
“And?” Makenzie hissed. I have never seen her so rude to him.
“I love you, you love me… we’re engaged. I-” He whispered and choked back his tears. He broke off his words with sobs. He couldn’t finish. He crouched into a fetal position and shoved his face into his hands.