All My Life: A Harry Styles Fan Fiction

Chapter 19

My knees buckled and eventually gave out after acquiring the knowledge that Harry had left me. For the second time. Of course, this horrid news left me completely, one hundred percent distraught. After all, I was in love wit the boy. And he was supposedly in love with me too! Aren't people that are in love supposed to always be together? To crave each others company like nothing else? To trust one another more than anyone else? To care and love each other just like in the movies? Wasn't my life supposed to be like a movie? It sure seemed like it this morning when I woke up still in love. But, now, after this cold wake up call, I didn't feel the warmth bubbling up inside of me like I used to. All I could feel was emptiness and cold, like a weight was pressing on my heart.

Gemma placed a hand on my back and started to rub small circles into the small of it. "Maddie, I can't imagine how you feel right n-"

I stood up and brushed the tears from my eyes, refusing to break down in front of Gemma.

"Ya know, ah, I think I'm okay. I'm- I'm uh just g-going to go run a few errands and uh watch a movie?" I trailed my blubbering voice off, trying to choke back the up and coming sobs.

"Okay, well-"

I grabbed my purse and made my way to the door.

"Bye Gem!" I yelled out and swung the door open as the tears filled the brim of my eyes, threatening to spill over.

I raced to my car and threw the door open and climbed in just in time for the tears to start racing down my cheeks. I punched the steering wheel, then collapsed into it, not knowing what else to do. The sobs racked my body, making it difficult to breathe but at this point, who cares? All I could feel was pain, like someone was stabbing me in the heart. Even though Harry and I were in so called "love," I didn't think about only that. Weren't we supposed to be best friends? Inseparable? Always there for each other? Harry had comforted me in my worst times, like when my grandma died the summer of '07. We were in our early teens, just spending time together and having fun during one of the classic "Styles/Richards Family dinners" that included everyone in the immediate families. My grandma always accompanied us at these dinners, as one of us. Harry and I were playing monopoly upstairs when a bloodcurdling scream rang out downstairs. I could hear my mom yell out, "Anne, call 911!" Harry and I sprinted downstairs, hearts racing. I screamed out when I saw my mom kneeling next to my unconscious grandmother. I stood motionless on the stairs, hardly breathing. My grandmother and I were closer than anyone at the time. Losing her, was like losing a little piece of myself. Later that night, all of us waited anxiously at the hospital, praying that my grandma would be okay and that everything would go back to normal. But prayers apparently don't always work because my grandma had stage four Leukemia that she had kept from us. She passed away that night, which was the greatest loss I had ever experienced. I shut myself in my room for over a week and refused to speak to anyone. I guess what I did was pretty selfish because it was my mother's own mom who died but I was young. Harry eventually got into my room, using the "let me in or no ice cream" method. He comforted me and I finally understood that grandma was in a much better place and I should be happy for her. I surfaced from my room that day and reconnected with my family. Harry Styles, the boy who was always there for me, who I loved the most of anyone I know, who I know better, or so I thought, than anyone else. The boy who was perfect, sweet, charming, home. This boy, was to say the least, my true love. My "one and only." The one I need. He is my oxygen, what I need to breathe. All of this true, and it appalled me that it has taken sixteen years for me to realize this. This boy, who I need so badly, had left me with no notice. And that's what hurt the most.

In the midst of my mental breakdown, there was a tap on the window. I quickly turned away to wipe my tear-stricken face.

I rolled down the window to find Gemma staring back at me.

"Your in love with Harry, Madeline."

I gaped at Gemma. Obviously I was in love with him.

"I'm so sorry." She looked at me with pity in her eyes. "I'm sorry that he left you. And I know your not okay."

Gemma's words went to my heart causing silent tears to stream down my face.

"Come here," She said and opened the door. I jumped into her arms, the sobs starting up again.

We stayed like this while I soaked her shoulder with tears and snot.

To say the least, my heart was broken.

Hello my loves!

So this chapter was pretty much really sad cause I'm in a sad mood and I take out my feelings through my writing.... Well, hope you enjoyed this! And sorry for not a lot of juiciness but I promise next chapter there will be! I'm thinking this fanfic will have like 3-4 more chapters and an epilogue. Gonna be sad when it ends! :( I actually really liked this chapter because it explains how Maddie feels, ya know?

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Love, Sam