Together

H + S

(I'm So Tired By Lauv And Troye Sivan)

Harley's Pov

TW- Alcohol

The heartbreak I felt was horrible. It's only been a month and I find myself sitting at a bar, crying my eyes out as I throw back shots like there is no tomorrow. My heart ached for him to be here with me. My mind was constantly consumed by him. Nicholas Armstrong ruined me. And I, Harley Willows, ruined him as well.

The sweaty bodies pushed each other around as they danced on the dance floor. The beat dropped and the chorus to 'Till Forever Falls Apart' came on. I stared at my glass as I heard a bunch of couples screaming the parts to each other. I turned my head and saw one guy get down on his knee and pull out a ring. His girlfriend then started freaking out and I could feel the tears start to stream down my face.

I tightened my hoodie, fixed my glasses and put money on the table before walking out of the bar. I could hear the happy shouts from the people inside of the bar as I walked down the street of a town I don't know. Moving all the way across the country wasn't something that I wanted to do, but I didn't have much of a choice. That song was our song, it wasn't anyone else's. It was ours. The record label made me release that song as the first song under the record label. I was furious, I still am. I wanted that song to stay hidden.

I stumbled a bit before holding onto a bench to steady myself. I was shit faced. I found myself drinking every night that I missed him. So that means I've been drinking a lot. I still am a fun drunk person, but I get sad when I'm alone. I took my phone out of my pocket and unlocked it after two attempts. I quickly went to my gps to see where I was at. But I'm going to be honest, I have no idea where I am or where I need to go. I went to my contact list before my phone shut off.

"No, shit!" I tried to power on my phone and it didn't work. 

I let out a groan before I started walking down the street in the way I think I came from. It was going good until the rain started to pour down. I stumbled after I almost tripped over my own foot.

"Hey, are you alright?" A soft voice asked and I picked up my head to face the woman.

I dropped my phone on the ground when I saw the face that I recognized so well even after only meeting her once. I took off the glasses to see if I was seeing something wrong. I rubbed my bloodshot eyes and looked over at Belle.

"Harley?" Belle looked like she saw a ghost when she took in all my features.

The new tattoos littered my fingers and started to go up my arms. The leather jacket hugged my body. My hair was put into a bun. My eyes were bloodshot, from crying and being drunk. Mascara was running down my face. My lipstick was smudged. I looked like a hot mess. She let out a breath when she realized it was actually me.

"Do you need to call someone?" She took out her phone, holding the umbrella over both of us.

"If you don't mind..." I trailed off and she handed me her phone.

I took in her appearance and noticed a long black coat. She was wearing a white dress and black boots. She had a bag with books, I can only assume she just came from a bookstore, or her job. I blinked the blurriness out of my eyes and I typed in Yomar's number.

"I swear to god, if you don't pick up i will dye your fucking hair bright yellow." I grumbled into the voice mail message before hanging up and trying again.

"Why don't we sit and give him a minute?" She eased me over to a bench under a roof so we wouldn't get wet.

I sat down and let out a breath before she sat down next to me.

"You can go home, Belle." My voice cracked as I talked to her like nothing ever happened.

"I'm not leaving you out here alone. You're my friend." She set her bag down next to her and I turned and faced her.

I noticed the spam texts coming in on her phone.

Nickhoeless:  I swear to god is this how it felt when you and Ranboo fought before you got together?

Skype: Yeah, but trust me, it will get easier. Harley will come back in all due time. You and I both know that. One way or another she will find her way back to you.

Nickhoeless: I feel so helpless like its been a month and i cant get over it. Is that bad?

Skype: No, your grieving Nick. You're allowed to feel like this. You're allowed to cry, you're allowed to scream.

Belle noticed that I was staring at her phone before turning it off and smiling at me softly.

"How's life out in the world Harley?" She asked me, and I covered my face with my hands.

"Horrible." I sobbed out.

Her phone started ringing and I could hear a frantic person on the other line.

"Yeah no, she's with me. I'll send you our location and take your time. I'm not leaving her here alone. She's drunk, and sad, do you really think to ask if she's okay?" Belle said softly before sending the person our location.

"Belle, it's horrible." I spoke after she hung up the phone.

I needed to tell someone other than the guys. I needed someone else to talk to.

"They're so controlling. Their making a contract to make me date this guy, who i fucking hate. He makes comments about every little thing and she's a piece of shit. We aren't allowed to dress how we want, we aren't allowed to do anything we want to. I just want to go home, Belle. Please take me home."

I ranted on about the management. If Kevin ever found out about this I would be in deep shit, but i couldn't keep it to myself any longer. I needed to talk to someone. I needed to let it out. And as Belle sat there while we waited for Yomar, I gave her a quick run down. I tried to get her to help me get back to Nick, but I know I couldn't. Sober me would know that. Drunk me thinks it's okay.

"Harley!"

I turned my head and more tears fell down from my face once I realized it was the guys. Belle stood up and I stood up quickly next to her.

"Belle please, take me back. Please." I tried to convince her and she shook her head with a sad smile.

"I wish I could..." She trailed off once the guys reached earshot.

"Please don't tell him that you saw me." I spoke quickly as Dlo grabbed my phone and Abu wrapped a blanket around me.

"Harley- I can't do that." Belle said, with an expression on her face that I couldn't quite read.

"Please. You can't take me back so please don't tell him that you saw me tonight."

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