Labyrinth [Harry Styles] (Completed)

Chapter Twenty

This didn't break just her, it broke him too.

She felt betrayed, lost, but a friend told her the truth. He told her that no matter what her boyfriend did, he loves her with everything.

And he felt lost, and afraid when she said she needs to leave, but he let her go. He cried like he never cried before. The pain was insane so he made a bold move to find her. He looked everywhere, went to all her friends, in the end he found her at his own best friend. He found her in his bedroom, crying. Once he realized she's wearing his t-shirt, a dash of hope returned. But seeing her broken and weak like that hurt him even more.

"I'm so sorry. I love you, really I love you, and when you left I had to get you. I'm so afraid, please just don't leave me. I know I did the wrong thing, terrible, and that your father is nothing but a murderer, but I need you. You made me change, you taught me how to love, please let me show you how to love back. Just don't leave me. I can't be without you. Baby, I will do everything."

Harry says when he gets me in the car. I'm awake enough to hear him and I'm really sure, he doesn't know I can.

"I might be too young to settle down and marry, but also I'm definitely too old to be playing games. I'm too old to be just talking to someone, too old to know what is really going on and too old to be entertaining with someone with no serious intentions of making it work. At this point I'm only old enough to be sure that all I want is you. And I want to hear that you love me, feel that you love me and know that you goddam mean it." he breaths out and sighs afterwards.

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I wake up to the tune of guitar coming from somewhere. I don't bother to open my eyes because I don't feel like it. My head hurts.

I don't even know where I am. Curiosity takes over and I slowly open my eyes. It blinds me for a second but quickly I realize I'm in Harry's bedroom.

The pieces are coming together,  now I remember what happened yesterday. And I even remember what was Harry saying in car when he thought I was sleeping. I slowly stand up and stumble a little but I find some balance, enough to drag myself to the mirror.

Who is she?

The girl that is in front of me is strange. She is pale, her eyes are red, swollen with dark circles around them, her hair is a mess. I don't see myself in it. But I know I'm wrong, it is me and that scares me.

I can't stand to look at myself so I step away. I start following the sound of guitar, already knowing that I'll find Harry.

I do care that he betrayed me but it wasn't really entirely his fault. I know he was forced into it and I was selfish enough to leave him even though he clearly needed me. Talking with Zayn and Harry's confession in car changed something. I don't know what, but I know I need him. So as reckless and rushed this feels I will forgive him.

As I open the door I find him sitting on the floor in the hall, leaning against the wall, strumming the guitar. I recognize the song it's 'Tattoos and memories'.

I let my legs carry me to him, sitting down next to him. He looks at me.

His eyes are still blood shot, and he looks tiered... Hurt.

"Hey." I say quietly.

"Hey." he answers, putting the guitar down.

We don't need to talk, to say how we feel and I love that it is that way.

I lean on his shoulder and he wraps his arms around me, holding me close.

"Harry. I would never leave you." I breath out.