This Bed Wasn't Ment For Two

//story told in Harry's pov//
I throw my keys on the ground. I should have known from last time is would happen. This always happens who the fuck am I kidding! All the girls in this world consider flirting as an everyday thing. Yeah well flirting always turns into something else... ALWAYS.
All I want is to find my true love. Is it so much to ask of I mean damn! I sit on my bed and throw the picture frame of us at the wall. The picture frame of what it was. The picture frame of what I wish still was.
its impossible to find someone right in this world because they all cheat.. Are self conceded and disloyal.
my bed was never made for two.

1. PROLOGUE

2. Making a friend

   Harry attempt too make a new friend pays off.