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6. I'm falling again

pov:Hazza

I look around the room, analyzing what I'm feeling and sensing. 

Just take a deep breathe. 

I take a deep breathe and let it out. I'm feeling so much. So I get my notebook and my pencil. 

I disrespected you, jumped in feet first 

And I landed too hard 

Hmph, I like that. Maybe we could use if for something. I think again,

I'm not worried about where you are

Who you will go home to

I'm just thinking about you

I smile, satisfied, I actually quite like this.


💔💔💔


I wake up. 


tommo: Hazza no we can't . I can't do this anymore haz. I can't pretend that we are fine when we're clearly not

What was he saying. No this has to be some sort of sick joke. no no no. this is not happening. I reach put to hold his hand and he hits me. He hits me. He hits me. I feel a sharp pain.

me: What. What are you saying? What do you mean?

and then it hit me. Iike i had just walked into a wall and I shattered to pieces. I can't. I love him. I feel it. I feel the burn in my heart. It hurts. 

tommoHaz no don't make this harder for me. I want you to be happy. I don't want this. I want you but we can't hazza. I finally mustered up the courage to do this . I'm sorry.

he's fucking sorry?

tommoHaz i love you too but we are not meant to be. Perhaps in another universe but not here. I just want you to be happy H. I'm not enough, why can't you see. You deserve better. We can't keep doing this. Lets just end this and move on. You'll be happier H.

WHO THE FUCK DOES HE THINK HE IS.

Harry: YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO FUCKING DECIDE WHAT I DESERVE AND WHAT I DON'T . YOU CAN'T FUCKING MAKE MY CHOICES FOR ME. YOU'RE JUST FUCKING WEAK. YOU CAN'T FIGHT FOR ME. THAT'S ALL. YOU'RE THE ONLY THING THAT MAKES ME HAPPY BUT IT TURNS OUT YOU DON'T EVEN THINK THIS IS WORTH IT.

I scream, loudly and I can see the shaken look on his face. 

me: Bye harry. This has to be done. I'm sorry I hurt you.


💔💔💔


I walk over to the piano. I sit and I start playing 

You said you cared, and you missed me too and I'm well aware I write too many songs about you

and then I start feeling suffocated . someone's strangling me. I'm choked. but there's no one. there's nothing around my neck. 

I miss him. I miss lou and it fucking hurts.

And I get the feeling that you'll never need me again

As I hit the high note I felt my soul rise up with my voice. 

I feel hollow



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