You're Perfect to Me ( Harry Styles Fanfic )

Chapter 9

Jenna's POV

My heart stopped beating. I couldn't feel my body. I couldn't believe what I had just heard. It was getting hard to breath and my heart had been broken into pieces. Tears fell from my eyes and Harry's arms wrapped tightly around me as I cried into his chest. He played with my hair and shushed me to calm me down but it wasn't working. Why? Is all I'm asking. Why did this happen to me? I went to church and prayed my life wouldn't be a living hell but it was. Why did I think that would actually work? All I do is do nice things to people and appreciate every little thing I get. How could I possibly deserve this, especially all at once? When people say everything happens for a reason, I just want to know what that reason is and how its going to help me in life.

Harry lifted me bridal style and took me back to the car. He gently put me in the passenger's seat and drove back home. After we got back home he picked me up again and headed me upstairs to the "secret" room we hang out in. He lied down next to me and quietly sang in my ear brushing his fingers through my hair. He knew not to say anything because it could've made it worse. I just snuggled into his arms and closed my eyes falling asleep to his soft, beautiful voice.

I woke up alone in my bedroom with the sun shining in my eyes. I was so depressed. Why am I even here? Next thing you know Harry will be gone. I'm not worth anyone's time. I ruin things for everyone. I can't even speak for myself. The best thing I can do is nothing, just leave everyone alone and no one will be bothered by me.

Harry walked in and brought in some breakfast on a tray. He sat beside me and put the tray on top of me.

I pushed the tray away and shook my head.

"C'mon you have to eat," Harry said pushing the tray back over to me.

I just stared at him. I was not in the mood to even talk to him, or anyone. I wasn't hungry at all. I turned on my side away from him and tried to sleep again.

"Jen?"

I widened my eyes when I heard the name. He obviously couldn't see it. I started tearing up and went to the bathroom locking the door behind me. I took a deep breath, I was running out of tears to cry. Leaning against the sink, I looked at myself in the mirror and I looked like a mess. My eyes were puffy, my hair a bird's nest, and my nose was red. But it's not like I'm going anywhere so I don't care.

"Please come out, I hate seeing you like this," I heard Harry from the other side of the door. I could feel him leaning against it.

I unlocked the door and came out of the bathroom. I walked past Harry and went to my bed again putting the tray of food on the side table. My appetite wasn't very good at the moment. I'm not in the mood to eat, or do anything. I put my head into my pillow and groaned. You don't understand how depressed I am right now. It's like someone had shot you in the heart and you have to suffer the pain. John was my best friend since birth. He's always been there for me. And right now he wasn't. I trusted him to be careful and not have me worried. It's not working out so well.

I felt soft fingers push back my knotty hair behind my ears. I pushed his hand away. I don't want people touching me or even talking to me. I wish he'd just leave. I need to be alone.

"Jenna, I know you're sad but now you're making me sad too. I want to help you. But here's the thing, I would say I know how you feel but I don't! Maybe if you tell me how you feel I could actually help you. I want to be here for you, and help you get through this but you're making this harder on me and yourself. Stop making things difficult and just talk to me!"

How could he be angry at me for this? Hell yeah he doesn't know how I feel. He probably never will because he's perfect! He has a perfect life and a perfect family. I'm too depressed to express my feelings about this right now, can't he understand that? I want to be alone, I thought ignoring him would give him that hint!