Dear Mimi,

You have no idea how much I miss you, how much I wish I could go back and redo what happened in highschool. If only you could see me now, I really have changed, I don't let people step all over me anymore, I don't blush as much anymore unless I'm thinking of you and I've got a line of girls chasing after me even though none of them could ever compare to you.

This was what you wanted from me wasn't it, I was too much of a nice guy for you?

A bad boy is what you wanted wasn't it?

I wish I knew, I wish we didn't part ways and I wish I could hold and kiss you in my arms again.

You changed your number, started traveling across the world to start your modeling career after highschool, you're so unreachable for me now, but I guess you always were even when we were together.

I wasn't good enough for you but I promise you that I am now.

I'd do anything to have you back again.

I swallowed the lump forming in my throat, biting my lip as I turned the page over and picked up another letter Harry had written to my sister.

Dear Mimi,

Counting the days are pointless when they all seem to be endless without you here with me.

You don't know how many times I've tried to lose myself with other women, to try and stop thinking about you for one second in bed but I can't, because when I'm pleasuring them all I can think about is how I wish they were you.

I shook my head, closing my eyes for a brief moment trying to contain my emotions as I took in a shakey breath, putting that letter to the side knowing I couldn't finish reading that.

I moved on to the next paper, knowing that with each sentence, each word he wrote down my heart was slowly breaking away piece by piece with each syllable but my curiousity was overpowering the torture my mind and heart was going through at the moment.

Once I was sure I wasn't going to cry I picked up the next page.

I didn't know you had a sister.

She's in my English class, I overheard the teacher call her, you two have the same last name.

I looked her up just to make sure, did some stalking on her social media.

Natalie Kaufman.

She's my opportunity, your sister is my chance to find and get back to you Mimi.

I won't mess this up.

I pursed my lips, swallowing as I flipped to the next letter with shaking hands.

It hurt so much more when I could hear his voice in my head saying these exact words.

Your sister... she's a bit, different from you that's for sure.

She brought me into a tattoo shop and I overheard her talk to some friends when she thought I was unconscious.

I found out your sister Natalie is using me as inspiration for a story she's writing which I don't mind, it'll be a mutual relationship, she'll use me for her story and I'll use her to get back to the woman I want to be with for the rest of my life... and that will forever be you Mimi.

When I get close enough to Natalie, I'll see you again and I won't let you leave me this time.

I'll keep you in my arms, and if you still love me as much as I still love you, I'll take your hand in marriage and never let you go.

I blinked in shock when a drop of liquid fell onto the paper in my hand, staining and seeping through the material making me wipe the tears forming in my eyes, sniffing to myself as I placed the letter down and brought my knees to my chest, sitting on the floor in the middle of all the letters.

I looked around the room, alone with my thoughts just hoping this was just another bad dream and I would wake up in Harry's arms any minute, and he would tell me he loved me and how it would only be me in his life just how like how he's the only one in mine.

The sound of something crinkling underneath me made me move in my position, realizing I was sitting on something as I looked down and leaned to the side to find a polaroid picture of Harry and Mandy together on the floor.

I picked up the photo of the two in my clammy hands, taking in a sharp shakey breath as I stared at it with red slightly puffy eyes, Harry smiling down at Mandy with so much love and adoration on his face as they lay on the floor in the picture making me realize that Harry has probably never even looked at me the same way he did with my sister.

"Alright alright I get it he loves her!" I yelled at no one in particular, tossing the photo to the floor as I buried my face in my arms, trying to control my heavy breathing wondering how it was even possible to be in so much pain.

I know I should be mad, I should and I am.

But would that make me a hypocrite, to be angry with him for using me when I was using him too in the beginning.

I loved Harry so much, he was my best friend and my love, he let me be his first -how could this all be fake I just didn't understand.

I jumped, my already racing heart picking it's pace at the sound of the front door opening and closing before I heard Mandy's voice echo from downstairs as she spoke to someone on the phone.

"Yeah so Harry and my sister are together... I know it's weird." She began as I wiped at my eyes, trying to regain my composure while quickly gathering all the letters along with the photo before putting them back into Harry's journal.

"Take him back from her?" I heard her repeat out loud making my whole body freeze at her words as I blinked in shock, never experiencing the this type of fear thinking about having her take Harry away from me.

The fear that there was a large possibility that my sister had the power to take away some I loved so much, to lose the man that made me so happy left me hollow inside.

But really, how could I lose someone who wasn't even mine in the first place...

"Chloe that's one of the stupidest ideas I've ever heard of, you think I'd actually do that to my sister? Yeah I'm uncomfortable but I love her, she's my family and she loves him." Mandy snapped back, her voice softening by the end of her sentence as I felt my shoulders slump.

"Yes, yes I still love Harry but it doesn't matter. He loves Natalie now... who am I to go in between two people who are in love with eachother." She explained, making my eyes flicker down to the photo of Harry smiling down at Mandy, the both of them looking so happy as I felt a new wave of sadness wash over me.

Who am I to go in between two people who are in love with eachother.

With my sister's words echoing in my head and tears threatening to spill from my eyes I grabbed the journal from the floor and stood to my feet, quietly walking out of my room heading across the hall to hers.

"Where is everyone?" I heard Todd's voice ask from downstairs as I opened Harry's journal to his letters to Mandy and the photo, placing it on her bed so she would see it as I blinked rapidly, forcing myself not to break down trying to convince myself that this was the right thing to do.

Everyone would be happy.

Who am I to go in between two people who are in love with eachother.

I was shuffling on my feet, my hands itching to reach out and grab the journal and not let her find out.

I was just feeling so many emotions at once, Harry told me he didn't know we were sisters, he lied to me.

"Nat and Grant are out having brunch with some directors and I think our dads and Harry are out getting flowers for the back." Mandy informed, causing me to tense in place when I heard her footsteps coming up the stairs.

If I sprinted across the hall she would see me.

I looked around frantically, desperate for a hiding spot to avoid my sister before running into her closet at the last minute, sliding it close leaving a small crack for me to breathe and peer out of.

God, I've seriously been stuck in a closet more times than my parents have ever been.

I watched Mandy's tall figure walk inside as she let out a tired sigh, undoing her messy bun because I guess that's the only hairstyle that exists in the damn world, letting her platinum blonde hair cascade to the small of her back before she spotted the opened notebook on her bed.

I heard her let out a small gasp, watching from her closet as she slowly picked up the polaroid picture of her and Harry, a hand over her mouth in shock as tears brimmed her blue eyes before she started to look at the letters.

I backed away from the door, closing my eyes and leaning back into the wall of her closet, wanting to be left alone in the darkness as I slowly sunk to the floor, hugging my knees to my chest with a frown, wanting nothing more than the pain to go away.

I struggled to control my heavy breathing after a few minutes passed, not wanting my sister to hear me only to feel all the air from my lungs leave when I heard Todd yell from downstairs that "Harry's here! And he got fucking begonias!"

I gulped in fear, immediatly crawling to the door desperate to leave only to find Mandy still in the room, wiping at her eyes as she put the letters back into the journal as I heard footsteps in the hallway outside.

No, please no, at least let a girl leave please.

"Hey, is Natalie here?" Harry asked, knocking on the open door of her room, waiting politely at the entrance with an excited grin.

Harry's words from his letters to Mandy echoed in my head, only making me hear his voice that much more painful as a specific sentence from his paper repeatedly played in my mind.

I'll keep you in my arms...

"Uh- no, no she isn't she's still um," Mandy blinked, pretending there was something in her eyes to wipe the last of her tears as she stood in front of her bed, trying to cover the small notebook on her mattress with a pillow.

"Um, you okay?" Harry questioned in uncertainty, slowly walking into the room approaching her as she averted her gaze to her feet.

"Natalie's out with Grant and some directors for brunch." She informed him, ignoring his question before her blue eyes met his.

"Good because I really need to ask you something." Harry said with excitement, trying to retrieve something from the front pocket of his jeans as I watched them through the small crack of the closet door, watching my whole world and everything I believed crumble right in front of me.

"Do you think-"

"Harry I- I still love you." Mandy choked out, stopping him mid sentence as he froze, blinking at her with wide eyes, his jaw slack in disbelief as tears streamed down her face.

And if you still love me as much as I still love you...

"I never stopped loving you..." She said under her breath, her hands balled into small fists at her sides as she bit her lip, looking up at Harry in longing as he gazed down at her in shock, his adams apple bobbing up and down as he opened and closed his mouth, trying to say something.

I begged myself to look away but I couldn't, maybe it was because of this little part inside of me that was hoping not everything was a lie... and that Harry had fallen in love with me.

Because God knows how easy Harry had made it for me to fall for him.

"Mimi I-" Harry began, his cheeks flushing as he swallowed and slowly took out the object he was trying to get from his pocket, bringing up a small black jewelry box in his large hand between them making the hope inside of me die immediatly at the sight.

I'll take your hand in marriage and never let you go.

He opened it to her, revealing a small diamond ring as she let out a shakey gasp that mirrored the choked on that left my lips as well, her hand covering her mouth as she began to cry even harder while she stared at the ring before nodding her head.

"I don't- I don't know what I'm going to tell Nat though..." Harry murmured as Mandy took the box, looking at it with a small smile, wiping at her tears before she closed it and placed her hand over his arm.

"We'll think of something." She reassured him in a soft voice making Harry smile down at her with that same look he did in their old picture.

I silently brought my head back against the wall, the tears now uncontrollably falling down my flushed cheeks as I tried to keep quiet, hiding my sobs and gasps and curling up into a ball inside of her closet.

"Uh... Mandy, I may have or may not have broke your new heels..." Todd's voice trailed off from the kitchen downstairs.

"What? Todd I swear to god!" I heard Mandy snap as her small footsteps padded out the room, leaving Harry alone as my chest heaved up and down while I buried my face into my folded arms before I hugged my knees to my body, hoping he would leave so I could get out.

I tensed up when I heard Harry's footsteps nearing the closet I was in making me shake my head frantically as I scrunched my face up in distress, trying to press myself further into the wall when I saw his large hand slowly advancing towards the door as I held my breath.

"Harry! Could you come help me down here?" Mandy's voice yelled, causing his hand to stop just before he could reach the door and slide it open.

I bit my lips, watching with tears blurring my eyes as his hand hovered over the door for a few moments before he hesitantly retracted it back.

"Uh- yeah sure." He replied back, sounding distracted, staring at the closet before finally walking out of the room and heading downstairs.

I finally let go of the breath I was holding in, silently hypervenilating as I shook my head and brought my hands up to my face with my shoulders heaving up and down.

Everything hurt.

I wiped at my eyes furiously, getting up and sliding the door open, straightening my posture as I fast walked out of her room.

I silently rushed down the stairs, not wanting to make a sound before peeking my head out in the hallway, hearing Harry, Mandy, and Todd's voices and laughter in the kitchen.

Taking in a deep breath I sprinted to the front door, opening and closing it quietly before retrieving my car keys from my the back pocket of my jeans.

I don't care if I was leaving my stuff, my phone, my first love.

I couldn't stay there anymore.

I got into my car, feeling exhausted yet determined to get back to my flat as I buckled myself in and started the engine.

My broken heart felt like it was going to fall out of my chest and although I felt dead inside my pulse has never been this fast before in my entire life.

I pulled out of the driveway, my eyes flickering to the rear view mirror for a few moments as my parent's mansion became smaller and smaller in the distance.

I forced myself to look away, my sweaty grip on the steering wheel tightening when I realized that I had truly cried myself out.

My story suddenly popped into my head, making me think about all the different plot twists in my book that surprised even me when I reread it.

I guess the biggest plot twist that has happened to me ever since I met Harry was thinking that all this time I was the main character in an amazing love story with a man who felt the same way towards me...

Only for me to later on realize that I've just been the side character this whole time.

AN: Can you imagine though, if this whole book was actually just the point of view of the side character this whole time. You know the one in fanfics who gets in between the actual main character and the guy and who all the followers want to just push to the side no matter how nice she is. But pfftt what kind of author would make up that kind of twisted shit ya know?

Lmao though, this isn't even the biggest plot twist, we've still got a few more chapters left am I right.