Dear Hanna
Can We Heal These Hearts That We Keep Breaking
Chapter 15
IRELAND'S POV
Why did she leave me? He gripped my hand. I tried to pull away. "Who was that?" He said, sternly. "The woman who waited for you her entire life and you forgot her." I cried out. "Dani?" He asked. "Your such a freakin pickled sea horse." I said, "she is your wife and you such a mother fudger!" I said.
I looked over and saw Zayn watching us. He was laughing. "What are you laughing at?" He said. "Nothing Ni Ni." He laughed. "We are not done here." Said dad, gritting his teeth. "Did Aunt Flo come visit?" I snapped back. "Ooohhhhhhh!" Said Zayn. "There is so many things I want to say right now." Said dad. He turned to Zayn as they talked about "guy stuff".
"Harry is hooking up with Caroline again?" I asked, "that girl is not right for him." I said butting into the conversation. "She's spunky I like it! reminds me of a young Lou." Said Zayn. "Don't encourage this." Said dad. I winked at Zayn.
HANNA'S POV
I felt fury. The blood rushing. My mascara smeared across my face and trickled down my neck. I felt my tears hot against my skin.
I thought I was all he thought about and thinked about. Maybe I was hit another. Another girl. The one that "died" and magically disappeared I'm his mind.
I could just feel him. Our skin touching as his warm lips grasped mine. His masculine arms traveling my body and I giggled. Gripping his hair and he put his hands on my rear.
I wanted to feel him again. Us again. The feeling of him waking me up in the middle of the night by nuzzling my neck.
I opened the door to my home. I threw the keys on the coffee table. I threw my bag on the couch as I fell to the ground on my knees. I put my face to my knees as my arms held them steady.
IRELAND'S POV
Why did she leave me? He gripped my hand. I tried to pull away. "Who was that?" He said, sternly. "The woman who waited for you her entire life and you forgot her." I cried out. "Dani?" He asked. "Your such a freakin pickled sea horse." I said, "she is your wife and you such a mother fudger!" I said.
I looked over and saw Zayn watching us. He was laughing. "What are you laughing at?" He said. "Nothing Ni Ni." He laughed. "We are not done here." Said dad, gritting his teeth. "Did Aunt Flo come visit?" I snapped back. "Ooohhhhhhh!" Said Zayn. "There is so many things I want to say right now." Said dad. He turned to Zayn as they talked about "guy stuff".
"Harry is hooking up with Caroline again?" I asked, "that girl is not right for him." I said butting into the conversation. "She's spunky I like it! reminds me of a young Lou." Said Zayn. "Don't encourage this." Said dad. I winked at Zayn.
HANNA'S POV
I felt fury. The blood rushing. My mascara smeared across my face and trickled down my neck. I felt my tears hot against my skin.
I thought I was all he thought about and thinked about. Maybe I was hit another. Another girl. The one that "died" and magically disappeared I'm his mind.
I could just feel him. Our skin touching as his warm lips grasped mine. His masculine arms traveling my body and I giggled. Gripping his hair and he put his hands on my rear.
I wanted to feel him again. Us again. The feeling of him waking me up in the middle of the night by nuzzling my neck.
I opened the door to my home. I threw the keys on the coffee table. I threw my bag on the couch as I fell to the ground on my knees. I put my face to my knees as my arms held them steady.
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8/20/14