Harry's POV
Amy left a few hours ago, I didn't see her. I decided to leave her alone and giving her some space for a bit of time, would be better for both of us. I regret what I said and I hated not talking to her. Not Seeing her smile or even laugh broke my heart.
I heard someone knocking on the door, I stood up and headed there while I was rubbing my eyes then I opened it.
"Hello, baby!" My eyes went wide when I saw who it was. Chelsea. I was about to say a bad word to her, I was losing my temperature, but her lips cut me off. I tried to push her away, but she dragged me inside.
Finally, I pushed her away, hard. Her eyes went wide, I was disgusted by her. She was vain and annoying, I did apologize and I know what I did was wrong, but she did a lot of things that ruined my life. And, she came here after what she had done, acting like everything was okay.
"What the hell? Get out of my flat!" She just laughed and walked towards my room. I closed the door and followed her, I just wanted her to leave before Amy arrives. I didn't want Amy to find her here, it would make everything worse than it already was.
"Leave, Chelsea."
"How about... No?" I groaned and she smirked.
"What do you want? Why are you here?" She didn't answer but took the frame that was beside the bed.
It was a picture of me and Amy when we first met. It was before we even date, we were at our friends party and we took the picture. We looked so happy, it was her favorite picture of us. After I saw that picture for the first time, I knew that she was going to be mine.
"You know, she loves you so much." I frowned. "But not as much as I do, Harry." I chuckled.
"Yeah right." I sat on the bed and she shook her head smiling at me. "I thought you hated me after what I have done."
She crossed her arms. "Why do you think I do all of this things if I hate you?"
"Because you hate knowing that you lost."
"No, because I still love you."
"You only love yourself, Chelsea. Admit it." She sat next to me and played with my hair. I pushed her hand away. "Even if you love me, well, I never did. I apologized about what happened, that I led you on. Although you knew everything."
"Why do you even love her? Or dated her? I'm better than her, I'm prettier than her. Is she even good in bed?" I smirked, she was planning on making me mad after what I said. I knew her.
"Very good."
Chelsea was blonde, had blue eyes. I couldn't lie she was hot and pretty, but her personality and attitude ruined everything. She was that kind of a girl you get fooled by her look and whatever she wanted, she got it. She hated to lose.
But Amy, she was brunette, with amazing brown eyes that looked so enchanting. She loved people and loved helping them. She cared about everyone more than she cared about herself. Her laugh was the best sound to my ear.
I just couldn't stop thinking about her or stop loving her.
She got closer to me and kept looking at my lips. I couldn't lie, Chelsea was hot like I said, but I couldn't date her. She leaned to kiss me, but I stood up.
"Leave."
"C'mon babe." She giggled.
"No, Chelsea..."
"Har-"
"No, leave!" I repeated and she stood up with wide eyes.
"Are you kidding me?"
"No, I'm not, Chelsea. Get out of my room!" I yelled, "No, out of my life. Our life, Amy and I don't want to see you again." She stared at me, shocked. Then, I opened my room's door and she walked out. We headed to the door and she was so angry. She stood there looking at me.
"Leave," I repeated for the third time.
"You just broke my heart for the second time, do you realize that?"
"I do, just like you did to the girl I loved the most. And, I don't care, Chelsea. I have never loved you and I think I said that million times before. Don't you think you have heard it a lot?" I said. I slammed the door after she walked out and sighed. I hoped she never comes back.
Never.
Amy's POV
Days went by, another week had passed and I was still not talking to Harry. I was getting sick of fighting. I was fighting with Harry, Chelsea, the world and with myself.
I just wanted my normal life back. No fighting and being happy like before when I was a stupid teenager. Maybe I would have made the right choices, but I would have still chose Harry. He tried to talk to me the same day we fought, but I didn't talk to him.
I was embarrassed and I felt very sorry for him. If he would never forgive me I didn't know what I would do. I couldn't live without him, but at the same time I had to because he would leave me. I knew he loved me, but I thought I was not good for him. I was sure he would like to go to Chelsea.
It was hurting me to imagine that, it hurt me every day and every night. I cried myself to sleep. Yes, it was a stupid thing like we watched in movies and read in books, but this time I was living the movie. And, I didn't know what was the end of this movie I was living.
And, this time it was not his fault. It was mine. I needed to stop being annoying and sort things out. I had to make him forgive me, then, we should stay friends and only roommates. But it was better for him and for me too for us to stay just friends, so there would be no more drama.
I walked to our flat and got my keys out. I shut the door when I went inside and I heard noises coming from inside. Was Harry here? I thought he was out.
I walked to his room and I was about to knock, but I heard a few giggles coming from his room.
"C'mon babe." I heard someone said and that voice sounded so familiar. Wait, harry was with a girl? No girl had ever came here other than...
"No, Chelsea..." Oh god. She came back. I was afraid that something was happening between them, but I knew Harry. He was better than doing that and he loved me, right?
"Are you kidding me?" I heard her say in disbelief. She sounded angry.
"No, I'm not, Chelsea. Get out of my room," Harry yelled, "No, out of my life. Our life, Amy and I don't want to see you again."
"Yes!" Oh shit. I said that out loud. I ran to my room when I heard their voices getting closer to the door, but I still looked at them when they got out of the room. He was smirking and she was mad. They went to the door outside and Harry opened it.
"Leave."
"You just broke my heart for the second time, do you realize that?"
"I do, just like you did to the girl I love the most. And, I don't care, Chelsea. I have never loved you and I think I said that million times before. Don't you think you have heard it a lot?" Harry said chuckling.
I was right, he loved me. He cared as much as I did.
She walked out of the door and I heard Harry sigh. Then, he walked to his room smiling. I guess he was happy because she was finally out, and I was too.
Then, it hit me. I needed to do something to make him forgive me and I knew what it should be.
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I knocked on Harry's bedroom door, he opened it after few seconds. His eyes went wide as I smiled.
"Hey, Harry."
"Hi," He said smiling back. "Look, I'm sorr-"
"No, I'm sorry. I ruined your life. I know that I never gave you a chance since we met. I always make you try hard and I hate that. I'm so sorry." I said making him shake his head.
"No, I'm the one who is sorry here. I do stupid things and I drive you crazy," He said and I chuckled.It was true, but I liked it. "But I-I... I love you, Amy. So much. I mean it, but I know I'm the one who ruined your life."
"No, you're not. You are the best thing that ever happened to my life." I admitted. The thought of us not being together was gone. I really loved him and I was selfish, I wanted him to be mine again. He smiled but then it fell down.
"I think you're wrong."
"What do you mean?" I asked in confusion. What did he mean?
"You love someone. I'm sorry, but I heard you when you were talking on the phone." He looked at his hands. My eyes went wide when I realized what he was talking about.
"Y-Yeah. I do."
"Is it Niall?" He mumbled. I couldn't contain my laughing, he thought I loved Niall no matter how many times I told him he was my best friend. He looked up at me, confused. He raised his eyebrows and I kept laughing. "Okay, what is funny?"
"You." I said after my laughing went down, but I kept giggling.
"Why?"
"Because I don't love Niall. I mean I do, but as a friend. I told you he is my friend. We are just friends." He nodded. "But I won't lie. I do love someone else, actually." He let out a shaky breath and nodded again.
"C-Can I know who is he?"
"Well, he has the most beautiful green eyes that I adore. The most amazing personality that makes me love him more, a curly brown hair that I love to play with all the time," I spoke as his eyes went wide. I shocked him enough today. "I have met him again a few months ago when he came back and entered my life again. He wanted a chance and I am totally giving it to him. Oh, and he is my roommate, he is standing in front of me right now. I hope he can forgive me." I smiled.
"W-What?"
"I love you idiot."
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