I Wish

Some stories make me believe the whole "happily ever after" ending does exist.. this is not one of them.


11. I'm sorry, what?

After being sat down writing for hour with my hair in a scruffy ponytail and my glasses on, there was a knock on the door. I went to answer it to see Harry there. "Hey, is everything okay?" I asked, his face looked stained. 

"I was at Marion's funeral. Where the fuck were you?" he snapped, pushing past me and turning to face me with my back against the door, I closed it behind me.

"What? Her funeral was today?! I wasn't even fricking invited!" I snapped back at him, I could not have felt more crap that I did then! I thought I meant something to her. That was when Georgia-Rose walked in.

"Can you please try and keep the noise down!" I swear to god she could've tried to look a little decent, hair in a scruffy bun and in a loose crop top and shorts. "Oh hello, who's this?" 

"This is Harry, he lives across the hall. Harry, this is Georgia-Rose, my room mate."

"Hi." He said, going to shake her hand with a smouldering grin on his face.

"Hey." she replied, biting her lip whilst looking into his eyes.


I'm sorry, did I just see that? Wait, why do I care?

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