𝓒𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝓕𝙾𝚁𝚃𝚈𝙾𝙽𝙴 ̟ﹾ━━━
❛ 𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 ❜

𝘀𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗱𝗲𝗻 𝗏𝗂𝖺 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗆 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌

"Harry, lemme go." Siena whines as Harry wouldn't let her go, but she had a meeting with her management about her upcoming album and the interviews for it.

"No." He pouts, not letting her out of his arms. "Stay here." He presses a kiss on her nose. Siena tries to stand up again, only to get pulled back on the couch by Harry.

"Harry, I really have to go." She sighs, looking him in the eyes. After a couple of minutes later, Harry finally let go of Siena. "Cuddle later?" Harry nods.

"Siena?" He says when she stood up from the couch about to go get her jacket. She looks at him, his nervous expression, starting to worry her.

Harry stands up from the couch and walks towards her, making her look him closely in the eye. "I love you." He tells her, finally having the courage to tell her.

Siena stands there in shock, not knowing what to say. Not even having the right words for what just happend. "Harry I- uh." No words leave her mouth. She takes a step back, feeling embarrassed.

"I'm sorry." He says not being able to look her in the eyes, he scratches the back of his head. "You should uh you know go." Harry sighs, wanting to be alone.

"I should." Siena says feeling guilty she couldn't say it back. She takes her purse from the table, grabbing Harry's hand, giving it a soft squeeze. "I'm sorry." And with that she leaves him.

After about an hour staring at the wall in the living room, Harry goes to lay in his bed, taking a sip of the alcohol he had been drinking ever since Siena left, trying to drown his feelings.

Within an hour, he had written a whole new song without meaning to. "Fuck." He curses under his breath.

Not thinking this would've happen, he quickly grabbed his phone, calling up Jeff his manager. "Harry? Why are you calling at eleven at night?" He asks when picking up the phone.

"Can I make one last change about the album?" He asks tiredly, feeling himself about to fall asleep.

"Harry, the album is completely finished. What would you even want to change?" Jeff sighs, being confused why Harry would make a change to a completely finished album.

"One song, I want to add one more song." Harry almost begs, needing this song on the album.

"First thing in the morning, be in the studio. Don't be late." With that his manager ends the phone call, leaving Harry back alone with his thoughts.

Harry picks up his phone again, scrolling through his contacts when seeing hers in particular. His thumb close to pressing on the call button but he turns his phone off before he does something he'll regret.

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 !

Poor harold :(

Double updateeeee ahhhhhhhh

This is me playing with waterharryhighh 's feelings 😘😘

Also ahhh i'm almost done w my room

^ definitely my fav part of my room atm