Stella #Wattys2015

Chapter 4

Harry's P.O.V.

I saw her run and an alarm went off in my head. My heart started to race and i felt a weird pain in my chest. One of the guys from management had just been yelling at me for bringing her here, saying that it was a place of business and we shouldn't be bringing some stupid fan in. She was not stupid at all though. I had crouched down as he was speaking. He told me that I could not be friends with her, for one reason only. And that was so that i wouldn't ruin my fandom. He reckons that if i even talk to her the media will get in on it and will think i have a girlfriend and as 'HARRY freaking styles' i cant have a girlfriend, or all my fans will no longer like me. He always tells me how he thinks that the only reason the fans like One Direction is because i'm single.Why did i have to be that one, all the other guys have or have girlfriends. Louis had broken up with his long time girlfriend Eleanor a couple months ago however. I sprinted in the direction of the door chasing after her.

There she was pressed against the wall with her head facing the ground, she was almost hugging herself, it was devastating to se her like that. Her breathing was heavy and and her eyes were distant, it was as if she didn't even notice me as i wrapped me long arms around her, feeling her head on my chest. She was still short of breath as i let her go, she finally looked up. "Stella, " I let out a short breath, "Stella, whats going on," She began to regain her breath as she stepped away from me, holding her arms above her head, she paced back and forward a couple steps before coming back to me. She stood so close that i could feel her warm breath amongst my neck. "Stella, talk to me, whats is happening,?" I asked gently, grasping her hand but she whipped her arm and her body away from me. She began to cry and as i tried to hug her she stepped back. "Harry, dear Harry, it's complicated, i'm complicated " she weeped, "Stella nothing will change the way i feel about you and nothing is so complicated that we can't get through it," i said, utterly perplexed, "Harry, you don't understand," she continued, "I'm sure i can try to..." she interupted, "Harry, i am broken and nothing will ever fix me, i have so much wrong with, from the outside i may looked perfectly ..... fine but i'm not fine, i'm never fine because i am broken, i don't want you to get any closer because i know you will get attached and nothing good happens when you put something broken with something perfect. You make me look like crap because i am so messed up, and i know we only met a week ago but i can already sense that i'm falling for you and me falling for someone is like trying to breathe without lungs, you will be trying to help and support me but i cant give myself fully to you, i'm sorry if you saw something in me but there is nothing to see at all but a girl missing all the parts of her that make her sane, you can't love me and i can't love you no matter how hard you and i try, we will not make it til the end okay, i'm sorry Harry but i can't ruin this for you, i'm not as strong as you ,i love you so much Harry and i hope you have a great life" She finished, running down the pathway and onto the street, as she got to the corner she took one look at me waved, and mouthed, 'Goodbye Harry', makeup smudged all over her beautiful face.