Chapter 21
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*Heather's POV*
"H-Harry?" I ask in disbelief as the man who I loved is standing right in front of me.
"Heather. I know you're mad, but I wanted to tell you I love you face to face. No phone calls or Skype. I want to hold you once more, babe," he apologizes and hands me a teddy bear. It has a shirt on and it says I am so sorry. I smile.
I break down crying. I want to forgive Harry. I really do, but it's just not the same as it used to be. I can't seem to forget the past.
"I don't know," I admit and he looks at his feet. He really does look upset and heartbroken. I should forgive him, shouldn't I?
"I know what I did was wrong, but please forgive me," he begs and I begin looking around anxiously wanting him to go away. That's when he starts singing A Second Chance by .38 Special.
When he finishes, I smile and hug him. He seems a little startled at first, but he hugs back.
"I thought you were on tour," I state and he shrugs as I let go from the hug.
"I thought getting you back was more important," he responds and I kiss him lightly on the lips and smile. His green eyes are so wonderful. Especially when I can say they're mine.
"I'm guessing we're back together again?" he asks in a hopeful whisper in my ear.
"Of course, Harry. I love you," I respond.
"I love you, too," he responds.
I'm so happy that's over. Everything seemed incomplete without Harry around.
"We have to promise to trust and believe each other," Harry states looking into my eyes that were once crying, but now are rejoicing.
"Of course," I reply and he smiles.
"I don't want anything like this ever happening again, you hear me?" he says and I laugh.
"Yes, Harry," I reply and crash my lips against his. Nothing can break this moment and nothing can makes me stop loving Harry with everything I have.
"Um, what did I miss?" I hear Chloe ask. I break the kiss and Harry's arms are around my waist.
"She forgave me, Chloe!" Harry exclaimed and kissed my cheek. I nodded in agreement while a smile races across my face.
"Nothing can separate us," I state.
"Thank the heavens!" Chloe blurts out and I chuckle. "I thought that would never end."
"Heather is just amazing," Harry says and pulls me closer to him. "I definitely don't deserve someone as beautiful and talented as her."
"I don't deserve a guy as wonderful as you," I say poking him on the nose playfully. We giggle and Chloe coughs.
"Hello? There are other people here," she complains and I giggle.
*Harry's POV*
I'm so damn glad that Heather forgave me. I love her to pieces and knowing that she's mine again makes me feel so amazing on the inside. My heart has been broken and Heather has mended it. I'm so grateful to have someone as amazing as her in my life.
Now I need to be more careful of who I talk to. If I ever see Julia again, I am walking away, no quetions asked. I will not let her stop me and I will ignore her if I ever see her. She doesn't deserve my time anymore. I love Heather.
Heather and I are heading to the Cheesecake Factory where we had our first date. I tweeted that we were back together and it seems like everyone finally realizes Julia was wrong.
"I can't wait until Friday," Heather states as we sit down, "I have a cheerleading competition and it's really important, It's for nationals."
"Where is it?" I ask and she smiles.
"It's in Sacramento, California," she responds.
"Why so far away?" I ask curiously.
"Well, it's nationals, and it's only held there this year," she explains.
"So, you're getting on a plane and leaving this place?" I ask raising an eyebrow.
"Only until Monday," she replies. "Do you want to go with me?"
"Of course, Heather, I would love to see you perform," I respond and the waiter walks over to our table.
"What may I get you guys to drink?" he asks having a notepad in his hands and a pen ready to write anything we say. Honestly, I think he could remember two drinks.
"Apple juice," I state and he writes that down and looks over at Heather.
"Apple juice as well," she orders and begins looking over the menu.
The waiter simply smiles and heads back over to the kitchen. He couldn't remember apple juice? I would say that is a fail.
"Why did you come here when you're still on tour?" she asks randomly while looking over the menu.
"I needed you more and they could just perform in shows without me," I reply.
"But, a lot of girls love you. Most of the girls there only bought the tickets to see you and you're not there," she explains and I nod in agreement.
"Probably, bu there is only one thing in this world that makes me happy and it isn't the fans or fame or anything else," I begin taking her hand. "That's you." I give her a comforting smile as she looks up from the menu obviously not believing me.
"Really?" she finally says and blushes. "I wouldn't think so."
"But, I know so. Everything about you is freaking adorable and amazing and they way you forgave me after the whole Julia thing is so brave and risky on your part. I know you were scared and afraid of getting hurt, but I can't hurt you on purpose. You're so precious and whenever you cry it pains me because your smile is so bright and that's the only thing that gets me through the day. When you're not happy, I'm not happy, Heather. You're my life and I love you more than anything else in this whole wide world," I explain and mean every word. Her eyes are tearing up, but I know they're tears of joy from the smile creeping across her face.
"Harry," she begins and squeezes my hand affectionately, "I feel the same exact way. I love you and living without you feels like a life without purpose."
Now, bliss silence. Sometimes, when people stop talking, it's an awkward silence, but right now, there is nothing awkward or wrong, I know that I am exactly where I need to be and the smile on both our faces isn't forced. We're truly happy because we are with each other. Finally.
THE END
Author's Note: Thank you for reading this story!! I love ya guyssss :) There might be a sequel so stay tuned :D
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