Am I really so horrible that he cant bear to sleep with me?

Am I really so horrible that he cant bear to sleep with me?

I should really stop trusting him to have my best interest at heart when all he does is use me to manipulate other women.

I go through with dialling the number on the business cad ive been Utah installment loans pondering for so long. I spend my day planning out exactly what im going to say to Harry when he walks through to doors to our house.

I hand him a small gift bag and an envelope. Both of which say “Happy 5 year anniversary” in my handwriting.

“You gonna open your present?” I cut him off. He stares at me expectantly, but realizing i have nothing to say to him, he gulps and then returns to hesitantly opening his envelope.

“Dont you dare pin this on me! You know damn well what you did, reap what you sow. Now open your other gift bag so I can go to sleep in MY room. I waited all night for you.”

He looks so stressed already, but after he tears out the purple tissue paper from the bag his eyes almost bulge out of his head.

His eyes widen and he looks at me in shock

“Yes” I cut him off, not wanting to hear him say it. His expression quickly shifts from one of worry, to one of happiness. I cant help but wonder why, hes in no state to be responsible for anything else but himself.

“Baby…this is great! We can-” I cut him off again, “No!” I cut him off loudly. His eyes widen as he stares at me in shock. “Whatever kind of picture perfect family you think we could now be, is never going to happen. You cant even commit to a girl for more than one night, Harry. You couldnt commit to me for more than a few years, I dont trust you to commit to a human child. Especially one you conceived from sex you didnt want to have to begin with.”

He looks defeated, stressed and worn. Like he wants so many things but has given up on having them, a feeling I can very well relate to.

“Y/n, I love you, you know that.” He tells me sincerely. I dodge his look and hand him the business card of my divorce attorney, leaving him speechless as I walk out on him for the first time ever.

Next week

Standing in the kitchen, you tore off the freshly baked cookies from the aluminum foil, neatly placing them onto a clean glass plate. Harry had told you earlier this morning he wanted cookie, and you planned on baking the best possible ones you could just for him. Harry sat with his friends in the living room, all of them discussing what theyd missed while they were all doing their own things.

You were happy his friends were over, you knew his time at home was limited, which was exactly why you wanted him to have as much fun as possible before he eventually had to go back on tour or to record his album in LA. Stacking the cookies in cute little circles. You picked up the little tray and walked towards the swinging door towards the living room.

“If I were you I wouldve taken her up on the offer man. Shes sexy as fuck.” All of the boys laughed, respectively muttering small “youre right”s and “true”s.

“I saw her on a magazine cover the other day.” You heard a whistle come out of one of the boys mouths, the others giggling at the statement. You felt slightly insecure. You had always been told you were beautiful, but hearing Harrys friends rave about a supermodel that he ‘shouldve gotten with while he was in a relationship with you deterred your self confidence a good amount.

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