Paralyzed

Worth A Shot

Kenzies POV

I didn't know what to do. Tears made my vision blur, I knew I couldn't drive far. So I drove to Liams. I needed a best friend conversation. I knew the only person who could make me feel better was Liam. He had always been there for me. Ever since we met, he was my best friend from the start, and right now I needed him more than ever.

I parked on the side walk and walked up to his front door. My face as pale, eyes red and puffy, indicating I have been crying. I wiped away some tears from my eyes. I tried so hard not to think about the event that just took place with Harry. 

I knocked on the door. A few seconds later I heard a cheerful voice yell out coming, it was Liams. He opened the door with a huge grin on his face, a grin that faded when he saw me in my fragile state. 

“Kenzie?” His eyes worried in concern. “What happened? You okay?”

“I-I just” I began to break down in tears, but I was soon comforted by Liams warm embrace and hushed shh sounds. The thought of me hurting Harry, of him hating me made my stomach cringe. I wish I didn't have to leave on such bad terms with him, but im afraid that's the only way he would let me go. 

“What happened?” Liam spoke as he broke away from our hug. “C'mon in, we will talk.”

I followed Liam inside his flat. I made my way to his couch as he hurried up into the kitchen to bring us back some tea. I sat down. My eyes with blank expression. I started to regret everything that just took place, and how it took place. I just wanted to run back to Harrys house, and tell him im sorry, that i want to be with him, and most importantly, why I did what I did. 

Liam brought back a cup of tea. He sat right next to me. I told him everything. I told him about how Elijah and Donald came to visit, about how I was acting weird, how I had to end things with Harry. I said everything. I let it all wash out of me. Tears leaving my eyes every few seconds. Strong gasps of air in between words. 

“D-did I do the r-right thing?” I managed to form a coherent sentence from my mouth. 

Liam sighed, “No... but what you did was selfless.”

“I dont know what to do Liam.” I sobbed. 

“Well, I will tell you this. You're gonna stay here for now okay?” He said rubbing my shoulder.

I smiled at him and managed to say thank you. He held me tight once more in his embrace. I didn't know what I was going to do next, all I know is some how... It will all be for the best.

Harry's POV

“Hi you reached Harry Styles, please leave a message and I will get back to you.” 

*BEEP*

“Hey Harry, It's Lou again. Are you okay? Haven't heard from you in a while. You missed rehearsal again. Please answer.” 

I had ten messages, all from the boys. I haven't left my flat in days. I haven't left since... since Kenzie walked out of my front door, out of my life. The thought of her, of her leaving me made me tighten my grip on the whiskey bottle I held in my hands. I drowned out the memory of her once more as I set the bottle of alcoholic happiness against my lips. The burning sensation of it running down my throat was all I need to mask the pain. In a few, I'll be drunk again. I wont have to deal with this emotional torture. I wont have her echoing words in my mind, or the image of her beauty glued to my eyes. It will all be gone. 

I dragged myself across the hallow floor to my bedroom. I closed all the blinds and slammed my door shut. I climbed into bed and tossed the covers over my head hoping to catch a little bit of sleep, but still, thoughts of us kept me up and alert with pain. Silence echoed throughout the house. Memories passed threw my mind. I groaned in agony, its not working. Nothing is working. I keep coming to the realization that I am alone, I am without her again. A part of me still kind of hopes she will come bursting in the door and tell me she's sorry. But I knew that was not going to happen. 

Kenzies POV

It was my fourth night without Harry. I laid in bed cold and alone. My body felt no warmth, I missed the heat Harrys body gave off to mine. I missed the good morning kisses and long lingering morning’s we spent in bed. I continued those long moments, but without him. I hated crying myself to sleep. The nights were long, Liam had to come in to my room every night and comfort me. He told me he would hear me screaming, I have had the same nightmare the past nights. The nightmare of Harry being gone. But it wasn't a nightmare. Harry was gone, and I wont get him back. This was a never ending nightmare for me. 

I dragged myself of out bed and threw on a t-shirt that covered most of me. I let my hair flow however it wanted to. I couldn't stand to look at myself, when I looked in the mirror and saw Harry wasn't by my side. I felt the pain magnify and I felt incomplete. 

I heard voices coming from the living room, they knocked me out of my thoughts. I slowly, without making much sound, left my room and peered in through the hallway. It was Liam and the rest of the boys talking.

“We got to do something mate.” Zayn spoke.

“But what? She did the right thing. She did it for da band.” Niall replied.

“Yeah, well Harry in his current state is hurting the band as well. He hasn't been at rehearsals the past five days.” Lou sassed. 

“I know, I am a bit worried about him. He hasn't answered any of our calls, and Lou didn't you visit him yesterday? How was that?” Niall asked.

I was glad they were talking about Harry I needed to know how he was doing.

Louis sighed, “He is a complete mess. He is a drunk mess. Its a bloody horrible site to see...”

The boys fell silent.

“Well...I agree with Lou,” Liam said, “I'd rather Harry be happy and Healthy rather than the band suffering. I mean either way we would be suffering. But at least in the other scenario Harry and Kenzie would be healthy and emotionally happy.”

“Okay den what do we do?” Niall asked.

A brief silence fell upon the group. Then Zayn broke it.

“Well her dad only did this cause Elijah paid him right? Elijah offered a lot of stuff?” Zayn asked.

The boys nodded.

“Well, why don't we offer him some money and other really cool stuff, and in return he gives us the records he has of Harry?”

Louis quickly spoke turning down Zayn's idea.,“Oh come on Zayn, that wouldn't work, he wouldn't go against his own son-”

“Actually,” Liam slowly uttered, “That might work.”

“Okay, well how do we get a hold of the lad? I doubt Kenzies In any mood to meet with dem again.” Niall questioned. 

I thought this was now the perfect time for me to enter. I emerged from the corner I stood behind. 

“I'll do it.” I announced. 

All the boys faces peered back to mine. 

“It's better than nothing...” Zayn shrugged.

I looked at Liam, I saw his face was hesitant. He knew how my dad could be, and at the moment he didn't particularly like Elijah and utterly despised Donald.“It's worth a shot.”