Change // H.S.

Guilt

*Harry's POV*

I couldn't keep my eyes closed anymore. I wasn't tired. I opened my eyes and stared up at the ceiling fan lazily spinning. The sun shined through the curtains casting a warm yellow glow on the walls. I took a minute to listen to the hustle and bustle of the city outside. The warm yellow glow on the walls and the sounds of the city below led me to believe it was either noon or early afternoon.

I took an unsettling breath. It should be over by now.

Guilt washed over me and my hand quickly found the drawer of the nightstand. I pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. I lit a cigarette and hesitated before putting it in my mouth. The smoke filled my lungs and I exhaled, feeling relieved and sick at the same time. I held the cigarette out in front of me and looked at the wisps of smoke escaping from the end and thought to myself,

It's amazing how one simple action can send you back to the beginning. It's as if you never changed at all.

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This is the story of a girl who has everything and a boy who has nothing.

[h.s. au]

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