you and Hardin have been known as the most bipolar couple in town. breaking up, arguing, making up with sex, crying over each-other yet u always find one another again.

he’s deeply in love with u, crazy in love. he also has bad anger issues and before u was a player, bad boy, an awful person to be straight up.

he didn’t mean to fall in love, hardin? in love? as. if. but deep down he’s not a monster, he had his reasons. he’s british too but he lives in america where he goes to college, that’s how he met u.

to start with u were a bet, some laugh with his friends but u made him feel things he didn’t even know existed, u healed him, his soulmate, his lifeline.

the two of u live in an apartment. originally u shared a dorm with someone but decided to move in with hardin.

like any normal day, u get up, get ready and go make breakfast. he’s on the phone sat on the couch which u could see from where u were. he seemed to be yelling at someone

“that night was a mistake! oh yeah? yeah?? fuck u TOO!” he throws his phone at the wall, cracking its screen.