Latch (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

21. Two Halves

"Tell me everything, did he take advantage of yo-"

"Mummy no! He didn't he just.. We didn't do anything... We just." I sighed and sat up, settling myself before telling her everything. I told her how we accidentally kissed those first two times, how I started feeling more for him. I told her how I fell for him, how he made me fall for him. I told her I'm in love with him, I told her how we kissed, how I never went to Hanna's. How we stayed together all night, how he held me. I explained how he changed this morning, how he kissed that girl after everything he told me. I just told her everything.

"What about Avery?" She gasped when I finished.

"I don't know mum. I like Avery, but I've fallen for Harry. They're so different, Avery is good and kind and Harry's... Harry is Harry." I choked.

"Don't you see what Harry's done, he's manipulated you my sweet girl. I knew he was no good, I think you're only sane option here is Avery. Or maybe just give boys a break for a bit." She sympathetically smiled.

"That doesn't fix my problem." I sighed.

"What's that?" She asked, pouring ms a cup of tea.

"I still love him. He still hurt my heart." I began crying again.

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Thank goodness for bank holidays. Three extra days off school. I need these few days more than fish need water.

Mum settled me down with a bowl of ice cream and a funny movie in my bed and she went back downstairs. I heard my phone text and my heart skipped a beat, maybe it's Harry apologizing!

For fuck sake Olivia. Don't be so pathetic! My subconscious spoke the truth. I checked my phone without as much enthusiasm.

Avery Harte

Hi love, I hope you're well! I haven't spoke to you in ages, I tried calling yesterday buy you're phone seemed to be out of service? Anyway, I was gonna pop around in a bit, text me if that's okay.. Or not haha (:

Avery x:*

"Mum!" I yelled and then heard her feet pounding the stairs before she wing my room door open.

"Yes dear?" She asked and I held my phone out for her to read. "Maybe he'll put you in the right frame of mind, change your perspective. I think you should let him pop round. You can pretend you're sick, so if you want him to leave early you have an excuse?" She suggested.

Nine out of ten times when I speak of my mother, I'm complaining. But right now, I'm so grateful to have her. I shook my head yes and she whisked off downstairs. I honestly don't want to see anyone but maybe mums right. This could be a good move.

I've cried all the fluid out of my body and my eyes are sore, so bawling in front of Avery isn't a likely outcome.

Hey Avery! I'm kinda sick right now but come on over, be prepared I'm not looking my best! See you in a bit!