Broken Promises (Harry Styles FanFiction)

New Me.

*EDITED*

RACHELS POV:

Me and Harry walked in the house with Harrys arm around my shoulder as I leaned more into him, enjoying having him back around.

"Come meet the boys" He said and I looked up at him worried, what if they don't like me? "Dont worry they will love you" He whispered in my ear as we turned the corner into the living room where they were all sitting.

"Guys!" Harry said and all the boys looked up at me. "This is Rachel, My best friend!" He said with a wide smile, making me smile up at him at the word best friend, god I've missed him.

"Hey" I said with a smile, turning to look at them as I gave them a small, pathetic wave.

"I'm Liam, This is Louis, Niall and Zayn" Liam said as he pointed to everyone.

"Hey" They all chorused.

"Boys, Rach and I are just going to catch up" Harry said and they nodded as we made our way to Harrys old room.

When we walked in, I looked round and it was exactly the same. There was posters and photos of us when we were younger and his family all over his room. It was the same room we use to play or have sleep overs in but we weren't the same people standing here in it.

"So, whats new?" Harry asked as he sat down on the bed and patted the space next to him. I sat next to him and sighed.

"A lot of things" I said and he chuckled.

"Like what?" He asked

"Well, you know I use to be close to my parants?" I said and he nodded. "Well im not anymore" I said sadly, looking down at my hands scared of what he might think of me now.

"What? Why?" He asked confusion written all over his face.

"They started to work more often, so I never see them, and when I do we end up agruing" I said as my eyes teared up again. Harry saw this and hugged me into his side. God, why couldn't I just be normal and not this emotional mess of a person.

"What do you agrue about?" He asked, leaning us back to lay flat on our backs. His arm was around my shoulder as my head was on his chest, both of us looking up to his ceiling.

I dont know why I'm telling him this. I mean I am doing it because his my best friend. But his just going to leave again like before and I will be hurt. I dont let people in anymore and for some reason I'm doing it with Harry, like I'm my old self again and I don't know if that's a good thing or not.

"Ermm...Just about how they dont care about me anymore and that they work to much, that sort of stuff" I said and I wiped my tears away.

"Have you changed?" Harry asked, squeezing my shoulder lightly in his hand. His voice came off kind of scared, maybe even worried. Worried that I had changed from the best friend I use to be to him.

"What you mean?" I asked even though I knew exactly what he meant, I just wanted more time to think of what I should say to him without upsetting him.

"Like have you changed since I left?" He asked and I kept my eyes on the ceiling even though I felt him move so he could look down at my face.

"Sort of" I said and he lifted my chin to angle my head, so I was now looking at him in the eyes.

"How?" He asked curiously.

"Well, I dont have friends..." I started and Harry started laughing. "No seriously" I said hitting him on the chest lightly.

"Okay why?" He asked after his small laughing fit.

"I dont know, I just dont let people in anymore. Probably because through these years I've noticed sooner or later people are going to leave, so why get attached because in the end your going to be the one hurting." I said and Harry looked at me like he was trying to figure something out.

"Rach.." Harry started as he was trying to find the right words to say. "...Not everyone leaves you know?" He said and I shook my head, sitting up now with my back against the head board as he continued laying but propped up on his elbows to look at me better.

"Yes they do. Everyone will leave sooner or later, whether its for good or not, people leave. My parents basically have and you le-" I stopped myself before I said it, knowing I might hurt him if I finish that sentence.

Harry looked me in the eyes hurt. "I left" He spoke quietly and I looked down at my lap.

We stayed in a silence for what seemed like ages before Harry broke it. "You know Rach, just because people leave doesnt mean their leaving forever..." He trailed off and I slowly turned to look at him again.

"You meet people, you get attached, they leave, you get hurt. I figure this happens alot since you've been gone." I said.

"You know, people may leave but some come bac-" I interupted him before he could finish.

"Exactly some. And most of the time its not the ones you want." I said and he shook his head, like he knew he wouldn't change my mind.

"Rachel, you're right okay, I'm not going to agrue with you anymore. People leave, some come back, some don't. Some leave for good reasons, some leave for bad. Everyone leaves sooner or later. But the one thing you shouldn't do it shut everyone off because you're scared of getting hurt when they leave. Because if you shut people out, you'll be alone. You'll be alone thorugh the good and bad things in your life. Also shutting people out could hurt you more and it can also hurt the person you're pushing away." Harry said looking me straight in the eyes. People had told me before that I was being silly and I would be the one getting hurt anyway in the end or that I'm hurting more people around me then I think. But I never believed them. I would just push it to the side like with everything else. But hearing it from Harry seemed different. It hit me hard. Why is it different hearing it from Harry then anyone else? I didnt know what to say so I just nodded. "Did you want to stay tonight? Meet the boys probably and hang out with them?" Harry asked and I nodded again, glad that Harry decided to change the subject.

"Yea I would love that" I said with a smile and Harry hugged me tight.