Henry

You go to him with your guard behind you Nathalie/you: Babe. Henry: Yes? Nathalie: Im breaking up with you. Henry: What? Why? Nathalie: I'm sorry your trying not to cry Henry: tears fall in his eyes You turn around, about to leave but....he grabs your arm stopping you Henry: If you have a minute why don't we go? talk about it somewhere only we know. (ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇ ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʟʏ ᴀɴɢᴇʟs)