Why do I hate Harry Styles?

21: Harry, you're back!

Bella's pov

After talking to Susan I felt so confident and no more confused. I was for once sure about my decision. No matter how hard I tried I can't ignore the fact that he meant something to me, something more than what I could figure out.

Whatever it was , I knew that he had already left a huge impression on my life and even if I try to forget everything, forget him,or forget the moments I spent with him, I can't move forward without remembering him.

I just let my erupting ego slid and decided to do what feels right.

So with no regret, no doubts and absolutely no confusion, I decided to do what I really wanted.

In a way I was not giving him any 'second chance', I was actually giving myself 'second chance' to escape from this bounded life and to once again explore and live life without any fears.
Being with him, the one most important thing I've learned is that

"Its okay to take risks and it's okay to make mistakes and it's okay fall down and then start it all again. "

Well I won't decline that I was not nervous, that I definitely was but I was certainly not scared .Though it crossed my mind yesterday that, what if he doesn't want to meet me now? what if I am wrong about him and he is the man, the world pictures him as?
What if......

But no, I'm gonna be led by any of these assumptions.
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"The number you have called is unavailable right now. "
I was tired of hearing this obnoxious voice for what seems like a thousandth time now.

I switched off my phone and almost threw it on my bed.
I was getting unwanted thoughts that would just make me feeble.
I wanted to meet him now, I didn't want to wait any longer, it had already been three days since we last met. And I can't let him keep thinking that I hate him. I want him to know that he deserves to prove himself .

I wanted to hear my heart and do what it says , I wanted to take risks and make mistakes and I knew I needed him for that.

But afterall what else could I do, except trying to call him again a few more times. I had no other way to contact him and I didn't want to text him , I want to hear him out when I talk to him.

I was lost in my thoughts when a knock on my door brought me back.
"Come in, the door's open. "

"So what's going on in my grand daughter's life?" Granny asked amidst closing the door behind her back.

I indicating towards my phone lying on my bed , " He's not answering. " I said on the verge of crying.

"And you're feeling guilty."
That was a question from her, but she sounded certain while stating it, so that also makes it an answer.

I shook my head and looked up , blinking my eyes several times, trying to cease the tears and with a slight smile I said, "I don't know. "

She came and sat beside me and looking straight ahead she said, "You don't know but I know. "

"He came for you and apologized to you but you dismissed him , scarcely noticing that he regretted what he did. You were more concerned about the fact that he lied to you and you felt betrayed?"
Again it was a question but appeared more like a imperative statement.

"But that's....what you think, in reality he had his reasons to hide from you and you had yours to not give him a chance, when he asked for it." She said further.

"And child in any kind of relationship its your duty to find the out the reason behind other's actions and its their duty to find out the reason behind your actions. That's.....just how it works. There is no need to weep over the mistakes you made in the past what matters is the lesson you learned from those mistakes."