MILA'S POV
"Mila Tyler you are perfect" A scruffy, sad yet happy voice spoke. Strong yet gentle arms wrapped around my waist. I looked up to see none other than Harry Styles.
I untangled myself from his arms and looked at him with a scared look stripped along my face.
I looked behind me, at the stairs then to Harry.
"Mila I'm -" I cut harry off by running down the stairs as fast as I could, Harry hot at my heels.
"Mila! Mila! Mila! Come back! Im sorry!" He kept shouting but I did nothing but ignore him. I was stopped at the front door by a confused Liam.
"Liam about that long story" I let a stray tear slip down my cheek. Liam cocked his and Harry came shooting around the corner and stopped suddenly around 3 metres from me.
"Liam I really-" I was cut off my a pleading, begging, saddening harry styles.
"Mila....." He sighed. All of the boys had their eyes on me. Harry walked in, widening his arms and leaning in.
"Please dont hurt me" I flinched. Shit...
"What?" Harry whispered looking hurt.
"Oh em I..I didnt..mean to" I stuttered looking at everyones faces, the utter shock coated on them. They hate me now. They dont want me here. I fucked up. No. No.No.No.No. Please god no.
"Im sorry" I started to cry leaning against the door for support, fearing that I will collapse. I hate anxiety.
"Love, we wont hurt you" Louis hugged me tight, comforting me and patting my back, 'shoosh'- ing me till I was calmer.
"Mila, why would I hurt you?" Harry looked sad.
"Why would you hurt me!? Why did you hurt me?" I raised my voice slightly. Louis patting my back soothed me.
"I didnt mean too" Harry looked down, looking almost ashamed.
"You didn't mean to? What did you 'mean' to do then?"
"Whats going on here?" Zayn shouted.
"Ask Harry, Im going home" I sighed and stormed out, hearing the boys shout after me. I got in my car and sped away not looking back. I knew this was a bad idea.
LIAM'S POV
"Harry, whats happening?" I asked calmly. Harry started to cry and sat himself on the couch, the boys crowded around him.
"Well when I left for Xfactor, I left Cheshire behind, my mum behind, gemma behind and Mila behind. I promised I'd call her and I never did, I was scared I would sidetrack her from her normal life that she wouldn't like it, that I would hurt her. I keep her photo as a reminder to man up but it never works, im too scared."
"THATS WHERE I RECOGNISE HER FROM!" I shouted, surprising all the boys.
"Wait what?" Zayn questioned.
"Harry whispers 'Mila Tyler' in his sleep and its the girl in the photos we keep finding when we unpack for you!" I explained.
"I sleep whisper?" Harry tilted his head.
"Only 'Mila Tyler'" I answered.
"I cant believe you Harry" Louis sighed, looking down.
"I was scared to hurt her, Louis" Harry's statement seemed to fire Louis up.
"SCARED TO HURT HER 'OH HEY IM HARRY STYLES AND I DECIDED TO BREAK MY DEAREST FRIENDS HEART BECAUSE I DONT WANT TO HURT HER'" Louis mimicked Harry outing on a stupid face.
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You Make Me Wanna Die (Louis Tomlinson Fan Fiction)
FanfictionAlone. That's all I am. Harry Styles left me 2 years ago, in the dark, not a letter, a call a text...nothing. Now he expects me to forgive him...Maybe. Why? Because he makes me wanna die.