Death

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I've been shaking ever since I last saw Harry. I would speak to him if necessary, but I could tell that he knew I knew I wanted a break from him.

Though, it was killing me each and everyday, especially when our anniversary came. The first charm that was suppose to be hanging from my bracelet.

I felt like I was becoming weaker and weaker everyday. Everyone could tell, even my teachers as they had insisted I go to the guidance counsellor, but I declined her invitation.

Today, I felt like I had to see Harry, when actually everyday I felt like I had to see him everyday, but today, his grandma Beryl died.

She was a sweet old lady and I would miss her dearly from what I saw from her. Though, in appreciation of having me go to the wedding and spend a wonderful time with their son, I was going to send a fruit basket.

"We're almost finished, are you sure you don't want me to like throw the fruits at him?" Jessica asked as her hair was curled for a date with Hunter and I laughed at her, while it brought a bit of life in me, but I shook my head.

"No. it's fine...I think I'm just going to send it over to his dorm," I said, actually really desperate to see him as my hand shook while I slipped in the last fruit kabob.

I needed to see Harry, because I was tired of living in a life without him. My body has been shaking in my sleep and even when I'm trying to write in class. My heart ached and missed him, really taking the whole thing hard.

It yearned for a bit of Harry.

I did.

"Well," Jessica interrupted me from my thoughts as she was already tying up the basket in the plastic wrap she ordered for me and I was grateful for her buying the whole set for us to create.

"Here you go," Jessica died the top with a yellow boy and I smiled at her.

"Thank you Jessy," I appreciated her work, and I grabbed up the basket then giving her a hug, but then I left my dorm to get to Harry's.

I really wanted to see how the guy was doing and I wanted to make sure he was alright. Harry had lost me and now he lost his grandmother. I didn't want all that pain tumble onto him like some avalanche.

I reached his door and I knocked on it, waiting for an answer. I didn't hear any type of sound and I was startled at Harry opening the door to a wide crack.

His eyes were red, and his lashes were stuck in groups, telling me he was crying, but his green eyes lit up at my unexpected appearance.

"I just wanted to come by and drop off a fruit basket for your g-grandma, and to show...uhm...a-appreciation," I was speaking to him like I never did before as my hands shook along with some shivers in my body.

"You're shaking," Harry stated in a raspy voice and he cleared as I looked down.

"Well, take it," I said, putting out the basket as it shook, and Harry took it from my hand then looked back to me like he was looking for something else, and I think I was here for that something else, too but I moved away starting back down the hall.

"Selena," I heard Harry's voice and I turned around to see him at his door still.

"Can we talk?" Harry asked me, and I wanted to walk away, but I couldn't. I was addicted to the poison Harry had been putting in my drink.

I didn't reply, but I walked back to him as I nodded and he invited me into his dorm.

I made my decision before he could go off talking and I really needed Harry. Just telling by the look in his eyes, I knew what he wanted to talk to me about.

"I'll give you another chance, Harry, but it's your last chance...I'm telling you," I blurted out, just wanting to have him in my hold again, and I also felt bad about to leaving him all alone like this.

"Yes, anything you want, Selena," Harry lit up at my words, as he dropped the basket and hugged me as I sunk into his eyes again, giving in to him, but I couldn't enough of Styles.

"Just please, don't ever do that again, I want to know if my Harold is still there," the tears bled through my closed eyes as I absorbed Harry's warmth.

"Actually, I just had to get you this...I didn't forget and I'll always promise to give you these for our anniversary," Harry pulled out a diamond charm and my eyes widened, realizing it was actually real.

"Happy late anniversary, Sel...I missed you so much," Harry said as he folded the charm into my hand and hugged me again, kissing the top of my head. I wanted to cry as he remembered and that my Harry was still there for me.

"I was shaking just like you...I couldn't take it, Selena. I'm sorry, I've changed my ways...I love you," Harry rocked us and I nodded my head, feeling relieved to feel the warmth and embrace of Harry Styles.

"I love you, too, Harry," I was taking another risk to my heart, but I just had to.

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