When all your dreams are shattered,

Everything is beautiful.

It was times like this, when everything seemed to be going wrong, that he could truly appreciate the important things in life.

He was heartbroken, that was obvious; but as he had learnt from past experiences that would heal, eventually. As he sat in his stupor, wanting nothing to do with the rest of the world he finally realised that there could still be some good come of this situation. At long last what his friends had been telling him seemed right, it was her loss. She was the one that had been using him, and now she was the one that was friendless, alone.

He had been hopeful this time, thought she was truly the one. He had dreamed of them spending the rest of their lives together; well, that wasn't going to happen anymore. Still, he could now see the good things about his life, clearer than ever.

He had fantastic friends; ones that he knew would stick by him no matter what.

He had a supportive family; one that made him feel loved whenever he spoke to them.

He had an amazing life and job; one that many would give anything for.

The more he dwelled on it, the clearer it became. He didn't need her. He never had. He would get through this, come out the other end better than ever. Harry poked his head found the door with a concerned look on his face.

"You okay mate?"

Yeah. Yeah, I really am."

Not sure if this one matches the lyrics too much, i guess it's just how you interperet them.

I had a different idea in my head when i started this but i decided it was a bit similar to a fic i am (extremely slowly) in the process of starting.

But anyway; like? love? hate? couldn't care less?

The lyrics are from Everybody Knows by McFly and i don't own them. but i bet you knew that already.

And i just realised i haven't specified who it actually is, so i guess it can be whoever it fits in your mind.. somehow i always imagine it to be Danny, and i have no idea why, because i'm a Dougie girl. But you can all carry on picturing it as who you like, it makes no difference tbh. (unless i specify it, because it makes a difference to the piece.)

i'm rambling now, so enjoy. and review. and thank you to everyone who reviewed and put this on story alert. you guys are the eggs in my cake.

Ellie.

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