I repeat again. I don't give a shit if you like my story, nor do I care if you think if I should go "Snort some cocaine with your multiple piercings" or "go fuck off and die" ahhh nope don't care. This is my story, and yeah I suck at spelling. If you don't like my stories, don't read them. Simple as that. And if you have gone all the way to chapter twenty one disliking my story then I'm not the one with the problems. Don't message unless you have CONSTRUCTIVE criticism or something nice to say. For the people who do like my stories and I don't reply sorry, I don't know how yet sounds dumb but yeah. And sorry about the random letters and numbers, when I take it from my email to does that. So sorry and thanks! Ok thanks here's the story.
I woke up at around seven that morning, classes didn't start till nine so I decided to look pretty for my first day of classes. I walked to the bathroom silently -everyone else was still asleep- and turned on the hot water. I undressed quickly and stepped in. The minute I closed the curtain I broke down, sobbing. What was I going to do? How could I fix this? I couldn't. I fucked up. And now. I'm screwed. Majorly. For life. I sighed as I began to shave and what not. But then I though of Harry. Harry, Harry, Harry, what was I going to do with him. I think I like him? Maybe? I'm not sure. I don't like to think that hard about things. I got out of the shower and waited for my hair to dry as I looked through my clothes. I decided on a pair of black skinnies, a tight black Queen of the damned shirt, a black hoodie with a rib cage, back bones, and spinal cord on it and the skull on the hood, and a pair of plaid high tops. I put on silver eye shadow, black eyeliner, and some lip gloss. I then walked downstairs. By then it was eight. I walked downstairs and sat down on a chair, I heard the noises of everyone else getting up. I stared at the fire and began to think hard. How do I break up with Andrew? How do I win Harry? How do I survive this year? How do I survive this war? All questions I didn't have the answers too and the most important questions to be asked. I didn't realize how long I'd been staring at the fire because all of a sudden someone has their hands over my face. I screamed and then laughed as Harry let go and looked at me.
"Morning" I smiled at him, all my afraid and worried feelings fell away the moment he smiled at me, a real smile, a happy smile, a smile I wouldn't mind seeing forever.
"You ok?" He asked me his smile fading, I then realized, I had been crying. I gasped in shock and wiped my face.
"Fine, when I yawn my eyes get watery." I told him smiling at him once more. He smiled back less cheerful this time.
"I'm hungry, wanna go to breakfast?" Harry asked me and I nodded at him and gave him a smile as he helped me up. I couldn't help but feel a certain feeling of graciousness towards him. He risks his life like everyday for the world. We walked slowly down the hall out the common room door and I looped my arm around his. I gave him a HUGE hug and he seemed shock for a moment but returned it.
"Thank you." I told him kissing his cheek. There was a growl behind me.
"WHAT do you think you are doing!" I turned to see a very, very, angry Andrew.
"Andrew, I…." I began, he walked over to me and grabbed my arm pulling me a way from Harry, who stood awe struck.
"Let her go!" Harry growled.
"Oh my fuck me." I muttered as Andrew's grip got tighter, his fingers digging into my flesh. Blood was being drawn, he's a vampire remember?
"Andrew, sweetie, let me go." I said nervously.
"I can't do that baby, why were you kissing him?" Andrew hissed. I sighed deeply.
"You know I love you." I lied through my teeth hugging him.
"Love you too sweetie." He told me kissing my forehead.
"I've got to go feed, I'll see you later." He told me walking away. Tears sprung to my eyes and attempted to force their way through.
"I've got to go, I'm sorry." I told him running away. I ran into the great hall and sat at the Ravenclaw table with Luna.
"You ok?" She asked me curiously and I nodded.
"Must be the wangdoodlers, their on the loose today you know? It's their Christmas." She told me in her dreamy voice with the looks she was receiving I assumed that was one of her weird ass stories. Hermione came and got me from the table just before we had to talk about how when I got my period, little monkey fairies guard me in my sleep or some weird shit like that.
"What happened with Harry?' Hermione asked concerned.
"Nothing, don't worry about it." I told her with a frown.
"We'll be fine." I assured her.
"He knows about Andrew doesn't he?" I nodded my head.
"You know he's like in love with you right?" Ginny said coming up from behind. I turned to look at her and laughed hysterically. Though something in my heart grew anxious.
"What the HELL you talking about girl?" I asked her rolling my eyes.
"Are you BLIND! You two have been flirting like mad!" Said Hermione laughing. I rolled my eyes and sighed. My life was a train wreck.
"Look, right now, I'm focusing on keeping breathing, I don't have much room for anything else." I admitted though somewhere in my heart I knew, the only way, I would ever be happy was with Harry. As I made this realization, Andrew walked in and I sighed. When would my nightmare end?