044. pact.

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harry's pov
mon amour
[7:00 am]


harry:
you up?
(message not sent)

harry:
can we talk?
(message not sent)

harry:
it's been two months since we last saw each other and talk. i miss you

harry:
SHIT
(message not sent)

harry:
how can i delete message in here again?
(message not sent)

mon amour:
oh, it's been really that long.

harry:
i don't think deleting message would be necessary right now
(message not sent)

harry:
yeah. i miss you, mon amour.

harry:
i love you.

mon amour:
i love you too.

mon amour:
i don't think i'll stop loving you

harry:
i would never stop loving you

mon amour:
remember our pact?

mon amour:
that won't happen anymore but it's alright, not everything were meant to happen.

harry:
what pact, mon amour?

mon amour:
the pact we made when we were around five years old. don't you remember that?

mon amour:
our favorite spot before. the park, remember?

harry:
oh, that pact.

harry:
universe hate us
(message not sent)

mon amour:
you were the one who said it.

harry:
yes, i remember vividly what i said. it goes like this.

harry:
when we reached 30 and we're both still single, we will marry each other.

mon amour:
and i respond it with "that's far and do you think it would happen?"

harry:
i respond it with, "yes, i don't really see other women that i would marry besides you."

mon amour:
"i can't wait till we reach 30."

harry:
"i can't wait too."

mon amour:
now, i don't want to be 30.

mon amour:
you're going to marry ezra at the age of 23 and i'm happy for you, my other half. I really am.

harry:
maybe if i realize my feelings for you sooner then maybe we still be together and happy.

mon amour:
in our next eclipse, my other half, we're going to be happy.

harry:
I would wait for our eclipse, mon amour.

harry:
can we make another pact?

mon amour:
sure.

harry:
let's be bestfriend even if the pact we made when we were young failed, and be each other through up and downs.

mon amour:
even if you don't say that, i would still do that.

harry:
i love you always, lavelle yuna callisto.

mon amour:
i love you always, harry james potter.

mon amour:
till our next eclipse, mi sol?

harry:
this hurts so much.
(message not sent)

harry:
till our next eclipse, mi luna.



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