These last 3 chapters will be about the in-between moments of the story. The things that the author doesn't write about. Almost liked deleted scenes in a movie.
Harry held my hand tight.
We face our parents together.
"Don't rush into things." Anne, Harry's mother warns us.
It seemed like our love was in slow motion for me, but for the average person, our love was a high speed chase.
I look over at Harry who raises his eyebrows in irritation.
It doesn't matter what they say though. This love was so new and exciting all I wanted was for things to keep going at the rate they were.
Harry twists his arm around my waist.
We both know this isn't going to last forever.
We both know we practically break up every other week.
We're in a world of our own. But we didn't care.
We were too in love to think straight; so oblivious. None of our decisions recently had we thought about an effect.
Ditching during school hours and thinking we wouldn't get caught was absurd. We thought we were alone... Until we were caught.
Everyone was talking. Everyone was worried.
The on-and-off again couple was back at it.
"Don't hurt yourselves." My mother added.
Harry smiles widely at me.
Our love was full of pain and unpredictability. Though that was the joy of it! The rush was half the fun!
I had never felt this way before.
It was all fun and games until we fell.
We knew we wouldn't last long.
That's when life got worse.
We went at it so quickly we fall just as fast.
I needed him, and he was gone.
He left. It didn't work out.
I knew I had to go back home. To find the person I was before I moved to New York.
So I went to stay with Selena for a few months.
I searched people's faces in the streets, hoping to find a similarity to him. I never found one.
I hope he did the same thing, tried to find pieces of me in other people.
And if he did, I hope it drove him just as mad as it drove me.
Our world was burning and has demolished.
Our world was screaming in color, and as the days past, it faded.
I remember it in flashbacks.
It was almost like I was Alice, and I fell out of Wonderland.
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