*not edited
Harry
Two weeks later
Since we came back from Italy, Melanie and I have been closer than ever. I'm unbelievably lucky to have her in my life and grateful to see her every day. I know in my heart she's my soulmate, and I hope one day to call her my wife. I know right now isn't the right time, but maybe in a year from now.
Before I start my day, I look at my schedule and notice today's date. I hadn't realized it was the 25th already. My heart aches, and I close the book. I had plans to go to a concert tonight that I bought months before the accident.
Melanie comes into my office and sits in my lap. She says nothing, wipes my tears, and wraps her arms around me. I lean my head on her shoulders and sit in silence with her. I've known this for a while, but this is the first time it's actually hitting me.
I'll have no more birthdays or Christmas or any other holidays with my dad. We always went all out for his birthday because he never wanted to forget what it felt like to be young. Now not getting to experience that for the first time in years is heartbreaking.
"I'm going to call my Mum," I mumble, and Melanie gets off my lap, leaving me alone for a moment.
"Hey, honey, how are you?" Her voice is less cheerful than usual. I imagine she's feeling worse than I am.
"I'm alright, still coping with this all."
"Well, you've kept it bottled up for so long, Harry. I'm glad to know you'll let some it go."
"What do you mean?"
"Hun, you try so hard to keep it together because you want to be the rock for Melanie and me, but sometimes you got to let us be the rock holding you together. Don't be afraid to let it all go."
She was right. I guess since I became a therapist, I try to remain composed so they can let their walls down. I haven't allowed myself to grieve properly, and after every event that happened, I just wanted to scream.
"Thank mum. I love you." I sniffle, wiping my tears.
"I love you too."
After our call ended, Melanie insisted we get out of the house because she has something to show me. Her opening for Mel's Nest is in two days, and she is here concerned about me. I take what my mum said earlier and let Mel be my rock like she's always been just too stubborn to let her help me.
"Babe, where are we going?"
"We're almost there. Just wait," she grins while keeping her eyes on the road.
A couple of minutes later, end up parked a little away from a lake. Looking around, everything starts to become familiar again. My dad and I used to come and fish or just talk when I had a rough time with my parent's divorce. This honestly became my favorite place to go to as a child. The stillness of the lake and fresh winds hitting my skin could always put me at ease.
"Thank you, Melanie, for bringing me here, but what are we going to do here? We don't have a boat."
"Pfft says you." She smiles before turning me around to see one on the small port farthest from us. It was a small motorboat just like the ones my dad got to take us fishing.
"Now, please tell me you know how to use it because then we're screwed." She adds, and I just belt out laughing. Nodding, I take her in my arms and give her a tender kiss.
"I love you."
"I know, now let's hurry daylights wasting." Playfully rolling my eyes, I head to the boat with Melanie by my side. She knew nothing about fishing and always said it was definitely something she would never do, but she did it because she knew I need it today. I told her only a few times about this place, but she somehow knew fishing would make me feel closer to my dad. I love that she can anticipate my every need without me having to ask. I hope she can say the same about me.
By the time the sun was starting to set, we've caught two small fish and one big one. However, the big one was on Melanie's line, so she keeps bragging that she caught it even though I did most of the work to reel it in. "I can't wait to call my parents and tell them what I caught." I just give her a disapproving look. "Sorry, we caught. Damn, can't I just have this moment," she jokes, grabbing the tub of fish and getting off the boat.
"Baby, I think I'm going to need a couple of minutes. Will you wait in the car?"
"Of course, I love you." She kisses my cheek and leaves me on the boat. It's tied up to the port, and I sigh, breathing in the air.
"Dad, I know your up there having an amazing party with the greatest legends right now, but I need to tell you a happy birthday and that I miss you every day. I hate that I had to lose you for me to see Melanie again. I hate that you won't be there at my wedding, cracking terrible dad jokes. I hate that you were taken from me too soon. I know you'll hate me looking at this all negatively, but that's the only way I can look at it right now. You won't be here for many things, and I know that now but it still sucks. But I didn't come here to complain. I just want a sign to know that you're still looking out for me. Any sign at all. Anyways, I have to get back, enjoy your day. I love you."
I get out of the boat and head to the car so that we can go home. Melanie takes my hand in her's as we drive back. We stay in silence, and I take it to reflect on my times with my dad. It's hard that he's not here but having the support of my family and Melanie make it easier.
Before I know it, we're parked in the driveway, and I stop Melanie from getting out of the car. "Mel, I just wanted to say thank you for today. You're really amazing you know that."
"So I've been told. But I'm glad—" she stops as her phone starts to ring.
"Hello? What? You caught the guy! Who is it?"
❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖
And we end on cliffhanger because you should know by now how much I love them.Keep voting and commenting, the story is almost done.
YOU ARE READING
Miss You (Harry Styles)
FanfictionSequel to stepbrother A tragic event reunites Melanie and Harry after six years since she left for college. started: February 22, 2020 completed: August 30, 2021