You were in your car, driving as fast as you could away from the apartment. Blood was rushing in your ears and your arms were trembling. You turned the music louder, drowning out the sound of your sobs. You couldn't believe he'd actually hit you.
You keep driving until finally you get to a train station on the other side of the city. When you get out of the car, a few fans who recognize you run off the train and towards you, asking for a picture. You smile the best you can, then walk towards a bench and sit down to think.
After a few hours, you remain on the bench. It's pouring rain but you don't care, you're just so terribly sad that he would actually get to the point of physically hurting you. You turn on your phone, checking your interactions on twitter. "(Y/N/H) is a slut!!!! She doesnt deserve our cupcake." "Fuck (Y/N/H). I really hope her and Harry break up she's a little whore." You take your phone, turn it off, and chuck it at a wall. It shatters, and all you can do is sit there and cry. Then, you stand up. You see the lights of a train speeding down the tracks. It's dark, and you know for a fact no one could care less if you just disappeared. The train is coming closer. You take another step forward. Right as it is about to pass, you jump - but someone grabs you. At this point, your eyes are closed, you're shaking out of control, and you're having trouble breathing through all your tears. You open your eyes, and Harry's standing in front of you. He's bawling just as hard as you.
"Oh my God... (Y/N/H), I'm so fucking sorry. It's all my fault I've done this to you I didn't mean to I'm sorry it's just been so difficult lately, please forgive me." He's choking on his words, his arms wrapped around you, your head on his chest. His breaths are quick and his grip is tight. You both cry for a bit together at the empty station in the middle of the night, and finally stop hugging to face each other. His eyes are red and he's gasping for air, and you're the same. But in that moment, staring into each others eyes, you know he's genuinely sorry. All you can do is smile to let him know you forgive him.
"Thank you. Oh my God, thank you so much." He cries, hugging you again. You sob and laugh at the same time, hugging him back.
"I love you, Harry." You whisper, "Thank you for saving my life."
"I love you too."
