He was a boy, she was a girl, can I make it anymore obvious?
He was a punk, and she did ballet, what more can I say?


10. 10. The hardest part.

Melanie's P.O.V

I sat on my couch eating ice cream watching an old soap opera. It’s been two days and yesterday I went to the groceries without anyone talking to me or annoying the shit out of me.

I love you Tiffany, and I will forever,” The guy on the TV said.

“Liar!” I yelled throwing my spoon at the TV.

Suddenly it knocked on my door, quickly I put my hair up in a messy bun and lazily walked over to the front door. Looking through the peek hole I sighed, “Great,” before opening the door facing Harry.

“You look…” He said checking me out, “Nice,”

“Well, I bet you didn’t look that great either after I broke your fucking heart,” I mumbled, “What do you want?”

“You’re in a grumpy mood. Can I come in?” He smirked pointing his index finger inside.

“No,” I replied dryly.

“So this is how our goodbye is gonna be?” He asked as I cocked an eyebrow.

“You’re leaving today?” I asked.

“Actually, I’m leaving tomorrow,” He said as I just looked at him.

“Okay…” I said, “Bye,”

I almost shut the door before he placed his foot in front of the door and opened it again.

“Come on Mel, ain’t you gonna miss me?” He smirked while stepping inside.

“Did I invite you inside?” I asked as he shut the door and grabbed my waist.

“You know you can’t resist me, as in fact, I can’t resist you.” He smirked pulling me closer to his body.

“Har…” I said before he cut me off by kissing my lips.

I placed my hands on his neck pulling his head closer to me as he lifted me up and held me up against the wall.

“I can’t,” I breathe between the kisses.

“Of course you can,” he smirked before I pushed him back.

“No Harry!” I yelled walking into the living room with him following me, “You just took revenge on me by hurting me and now you’re coming again to make out with me? That’s fucking bullshit,”

“I just told you that everything I said was real, I just had to show you how it felt for me,” He chuckled.

“Get out of my house,” I commanded.

“Actually, it’s an apartm…” He said before I cut him off, “Get the hell out!” I yelled.

“Alright,” he sighed, “But first, let me be honest with you,” He told me and held my hands, “I know it was childish of me to take revenge on you for something that happened years ago. And the truth is that I love you, Melissa. It’s always been you. And it’s heartbreaking that this is how our goodbye is going to be. Just please give me another chance, this is not a trick, I promise,” he begged looking deeply into my eyes.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered with a tear streaming down my cheek, “But when I look at you, I don’t see the same curly haired boy I was in love with. And when I hear you promise something, I don’t believe it,” I cried as he looked down in disappointment.

“Goodbye Harry,” I said as he looked up and kissed my lips gently.

“Goodbye Mel,” he whispered before leaving my apartment.

I locked the door before falling down on the ground letting out my tears. Even though I’ve been to a lot, and said a lot. This was the hardest part. To tell him his word didn’t mean a thing anymore, to tell him he wasn’t the same. But I know I won’t forget him at all.

I walked into the kitchen taking with me some icecream, snacks and soda. Then I walked into my bedroom jumping on the bed while starting to eat as I turned on the TV watching The Vow.

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