Chapter 25: "Broken Girl"

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*A/N: This is a little warning. First, if you have a vivid imagination like me, Harry's POV will basically kill you because seriously, it's not hard to imagine how sexy he can look doing whatever he's doing here. Second, on Zayn's POV well what goes on with Helen, this things happen and even though this is fiction, I like to make my stories more realistic so people can identify themselves with the story and the characters. Anyways, I babbled long enough. Read on, and let me know what you think!*

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Chapter 25

Harry's POV

I pushed my whole body upward only with the strength of my arms. Lowered myself once again and repeated the process. My curly hair falling in front of my eyes while I continued.

"Push ups, eh?" I heard my best friend's familiar voice.

"How the hell did you get inside, Louis?" I almost growled. Not bothering to stop what I was doing to look up at him.

It had been hours since I saw Helen with some random guy and I was still fuming. I was taking it out on my body since the lads had banned me from consuming alcohol for a while. They feared I was becoming addicted and that at my attempt to drown my sorrows I would become an alcoholic. Like I gave a damn if I did.

"The spare key was under the mat, as always. You should really consider hiding it somewhere else, someone can unexpectedly break into your place and you wouldn't like that" he said matter of factly.

"You mean like now?" I questioned angrily while I did another push up, this one with one hand behind my back while I used solely the strength of one arm to push my body upward. I could feel the muscles in my arm bulge out and the veins pop out with the strain I was putting on them. I had been at this for a while now. It did not ease my frustration one bit. 

"Why don't you spit it out? Maybe you'll feel better" Louis commented.

I took a deep breath before doing another push up, this time with my other arm.

"What are you talking about?" I asked, trying to stay focused on the conversation at hand.

"I cannot remember the last time you were this agitated. Oh wait, I do remember the last time. It was when all the kidnapping shit went down... so tell me what happened?" Louis pushed. 

I let out an annoyed grunt but I let it out anyway, I would explode if I didn't tell someone.

"I saw Helen today" I mumbled. I waited for Louis' reaction not very patiently.

"Holy crap! What happened? How is she? Did Georgia see her too? Remember you're not supposed to have any contact with her!" he babbled on and I let out a frustrated breath while I turned around on the floor, my stomach facing up and I started doing sit-ups. 

"I know Louis! You think I wouldn't remember what I can't do, especially when I have to remind myself every second of the day or I might do something stupid like jump in the car and drive to her place? Damn it, I wish I could forget! and yeah, Georgia was with me" I was desperate in the beginning, by the time I got to the last part any emotion in my voice had died down. Just because I had to say Georgia's name. 

At this point I felt nothing towards her. No love, no hate, no nothing. Complete nothingness; and when I'm around her, it's like I go numb and I just go along with whatever she wants me to do but I'm literally zoned out. I couldn't tell you about my time with her in the past six months even if I tried. 

"So you're upset about seeing her?" Louis asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I sigh heavily while I continue doing sit-ups.

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