Hazel's POV

I was waiting for Harry, so we could 'do' the search.. Actually, I'm the only one doing it!

DING DONG DING

Harry..

I dragged my lazy self across the living room, my fingers playing with the door knob, opening the door.

I stood beside the door, gesturing for him to come in with my arm.

He gasped, his eyed widening.

"What?" I raised one eyebrow at him.

"W-what are these?" He asked, slamming the door shut.

Oh. My. Fucking. God I completely forgot that I'm wearing a tank top.

Shit, shit, shit.

"Let me see." He demanded, getting angry.

"N-no." I stuttered, moving my hands behind my back.

Worst moment ever.

"I. Fucking. Said. Let. Me. See!" He shouted, making me jump.

I moved my shivering hands to his big warm ones.

And I could swear, I saw him tear up.

"Why do you cut?" He asked, his voice was above a whisper.

"F-family issues." I stuttered.

"Lier, you and your mom are in good terms, sometimes she drives you to school, tell me the real reason!" Wow, I didn't even knew he knew that.

"B-but-" I started but he cut me off.

"No buts!" He practically shouted.

I gulped, again.

"O-okay." I sighed.

"I cut because.. Because.." I started to tear up.

"Because?"

"P-please I can't tell you!" I begged starting to blush.

He was still holding my hands and he gave it a light squeeze.

"Tell me!"

"I cut because I love someone who doesn't love me." I saved my self.

"And who is it?"

Oh no I didn't.

"Um an old crush." Yay Hazel.

"Lier." He tightened his grip around my hand.

"Who is it?!" He shouted.

"I just can't tell you! Why can't you understand it?!" I blurted out.

I closed my eyes shut, waiting for a slap or something, but nothing came.

I opened on my eyes, and he was staring at me, biting his lips.

Harry's POV

I bit my lip.

Could it be me?

No, this is unbelievable she can't, she can't like her enemy.

She can't like who hurt her all these years.

She can't like who bullies her.

She can't like who send her glares.

She can't like the whoreman.

She can't like the smoker.

She can't like a monster like me.

She can't like who made her cut..

Who made her self harm.

I suddenly felt bad, what if it was me?

"Please tell me." I pleaded.

I never begged anyone before.

"You." I heard her mumble.

What?!

"What?" I asked, maybe it wasn't what I heard.

"You." She repeated.

I let go of her hand.

I actually made someone self harm.

"I- I mean, uh not you, just the bullies in the shcool." She stuttered shaking her hand in the air.

"But I actually BULLY you!" I shouted.

Well I guess I made a good point there, because she looked down.

"You love me?" I whispered, walking closer to her as she backed up.

"No." She answered quickly.

"Then who's the someone who doesn't love you back?" I bit my lip.

"I just made that o-one up." She stuttered.

"It's me." I gulped.

"No." She repeated. "No, I'll not ever love you."

I don't know why but that words broke my heart.

Maybe because I haven't been rejected before..

Or maybe because I like her..

Impossible!

It's possible,

No it's not.

I groaned pulling at my hair.

"Are you ok?" She asked.

She moved her long tanned perfect legs towards me.

Oh My Gosh.

Did I just said that?

"I'm fine!" I snapped.

"Leave me alone!" I quickly backed aways opening the door, slamming it shut behind me.

No I can't like her.

Why is it always when I exist her house, I have another problem?

Hazel's POV

Once the door was slammed shut, I collapsed on the ground, crying my eyes out.

I would not ever love you..

Really Hazel?!

What if he actually like you back?

I just lied to him when I had the chance to know if he actually liked me back..

I'm probably crazy, he would never love some ugly bitch like me.

I'm ruined.

Notes

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