Chapter 44

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HARRY

I opened the door to Poppys room and slowly shut it before turning round and looking at her. I wiped my tear stain cheeks before walking over to the chair and sitting next to her. I grabbed her hand and kissed it softly before looking at her again.

She looked so pale. Weak. She was always the strong one. Strong than me. Maybe not phsyically but emotionally she was. She had been through so much but she still stayed strong. Like Penelope said she kept everything and was bound to explosed soon but i didnt think it would be this soon.

"Poppy..." I didn't know where to start or even what to say. "I've always been bad at these things; speeches i mean. Trying to describe how you feel about a person in a matter of minutes. I was never good at it and I wish I was because it would come in handy right now." I chuckled lightly to myself. "I should start with I'm sorry shouldn't I? But the thing is sorry isn't going to fix this, even I know that. But I'm sorry anyway. I didn't want this to happen to you. Yea I took the bet with Zayn but that was before I got to know you. The real you. The one where you're happy, carefree, just you. I thought you were sassy, strong willed, fierce and beautiful. You always knew what you wanted, you knew what you believed in and you stood by your word no matter what and I like that about you. I loved that you didn't just go with everyone. You had your own mind and not many people have that. You have your own disicions and you never followed anyone. You had your own style and I loved that. You're your own person and I love that about you. I love all these things about you because well...I love you. I know when you told me you loved me I didn't say it back but I do. I fell in love with you in the small amount of time I had known you. I didn't think love was real until I met you. I've only even said them three words to my family and the boys, never to a girl. I've never been with a girl that I care about so much until you came along. You've taught me so many things Poppy and I thank you for that. I love you for that. I wish I could take this pain away from you. I wish I could take all of it away because I know its all my fault. I hate myself for what I've done to you." I said and stayed quiet for a while just staring at her beauty before speaking again. "You know Penelope said that people deal with there pain differently. Some drink, Some use drugs, Some self harm and other keeps things in till they explode, like a bomb. That's what you are Poppy. A beautiful exploding bomb. You have kept everything in and sooner or later you were going to explode and that just happened to be now. I don't really know how to end these things like I don't know how to start them..." I chuckled. "...But I guess all I'm trying to say Poppy is that I love you and I hope you wake up soon because I really need you, and so does everyone else." I finished before kissing her on her forehead and then her cheeks before leaving and walking back to Penelope and the boys.

POPPY

After a long time the door opened again. I thought this could be just the doctor when I heard the chair move and someone sit on it and soon they took my hand in theres and kissed it softly.

"Poppy..." I heard Harrys voice say. His here? "I've always been bad at these things; speeches i mean. Trying to describe how you feel about a person in a matter of minutes. I was never good at it and I wish I was because it would come in handy right now." He chuckled lightly to his self. "I should start with I'm sorry shouldn't I? But the thing is sorry isn't going to fix this, even I know that. But I'm sorry anyway. I didn't want this to happen to you. Yea I took the bet with Zayn but that was before I got to know you. The real you. The one where you're happy, carefree, just you. I thought you were sassy, strong willed, fierce and beautiful. You always knew what you wanted, you knew what you believed in and you stood by your word no matter what and i like that about you. I loved that you didnt just go with everyone. You had your own mind and not many people have that. You have your own disicions and you never followed anyone. You had your own style and i loved that. You're your own person and I love that about you. I love all these things about you because well...I love you. I know when you told me you loved me I didn't say it back but i do. I fell in love with you in the small amount of time i had known you. I didnt think love was real untill i met you. I've only even said them three words to my family and the boys, never to a girl. I've never been with a girl that i care about so much untill you came along. You've taught me so many things Poppy and i thank you for that. I love you for that. I wish I could take this pain away from you. I wish I could take all of it away because i know its all my fault. I hate myself for what ive done to you." Harry said and stayed quiet for a while. I could hear by his voice that he had been crying.

Soon enough he started speaking again. "You know Penelope said that people deal with there pain differently. Some drink, Some use drugs, Some self harm and other keeps things in till they exploded, like a bomb. Thats what you are Poppy. A beautiful exploding bomb. You have kept everything in and sooner or later you were going to explode and that just happened to be now. I don't really know how to end these things like I don't know how to start them..." He chuckled which I figured was a nervous or anxious chuckle. "...But I guess all I'm trying to say Poppy is that I love you and I hope you wake up soon because I really need you, and so does everyone else." He finished and has he kissed my forehead and cheeks I felt a drip on my face. He was crying. His tears were dropping on me. He was crying for me.

Everything he said stuck with me. They went straight to my heart. He loves me and I love him. But like he said I'm a bomb. I was going to explode soon and that time was now, so why am I still here? If this is me exploding I should be going. I should be dying. I should be leaving this horrible world.

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