Requested: 16. “Every time I look at you it hurts.” from the prompt list, thank you for requesting!
It all started when they were both eighteen. That’s when Harry first fell in love with her. He knew he couldn’t break the boundaries, he couldn’t tell her the truth because it could potentially ruin everything that they have. They both spend almost every hour of the day together, Harry was confused as to why she never loved him back I mean, he was the person who was there for her when she needed it most. He was the person she cried too when her boyfriends left. What more does he need to do to make her understand?
Five years later, she’s engaged. Her and Harry had lost contact. At leased, that’s what she thought until he showed up at the wedding ceremony.
“Harry, what are you doing here?” Her voice soft. Harry’s eyes glistened as he saw the girl of his dreams in a wedding gown.
“I, uh- I’m moving back to England.”
“You’re what?” She stands, walking over to him, lifting the bottom of her dress as she does so.
“I’m going home. I’m not coming back.” He couldn’t cry, no, he wouldn’t cry in front of her.
“Why? Is something wrong with Anne?”
“Nothing is wrong with my family. I just can’t stay here and watch someone I love get married, fuck- every time I look at you it hurts.” That’s when he lost it, the tears came, he tried his best to hide it by placing his hand over his eyes but it was no use. Y/N couldn’t say a word, she was confused, just as much as he was but there was nothing they could have done about it.
Y/N was Harry’s love, but Harry wasn’t hers.