Everything About You (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 12

(Get your tissues ready...sad chapter)

“Em? Do you know that lad over there? Wow, his hair sure is curly!” My head snapped up from the sidewalk to see Harry walking towards me. “Oh no. Louis…GO NOW!!!” Louis looked alarmed but he ran with me away from the park we were at. We kept running until we were both out of breath, but Harry still caught up. Well this blows. “What is going on?” Louis asked, now sounding defensive. “He’s my…”

“Boyfriend,” Harry finished, his voice filled with annoyance, hurt, and anger. “….ohh…” Louis said awkwardly. “Well, I best be on my way, love! Email me when you get a chance!” Louis smiled at me nervously and glared at Harry before leaving.

Oh why does he have to ditch me when I need him most? Harry watched Louis until his figure finally disappeared; then he turned to me. His emerald eyes glinted with surprising jealousy, but they also looked wretched. He wore a frown on his perfect face and I sighed. I’d been avoiding this confrontation for 3 days. I guess it’s time for me to finally face him.

“Emery, please listen to me.” I didn’t bother responding, so he continued evasively. “That night when we were going to the cinema…” “You left me there,” I said, not allowing him to finish. “You know me. I would never purposely stand you up. When I make a commitment, I stick to it. Why would you think I’d be like that on purpose?! Don’t you trust me?!”

Harry was yelling now; he should know that I don’t do well with yelling. I stood there mutely, just staring at him with sad eyes. “Babe, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to yell.” I hate when his voice gets all soft like that; it makes me emotional and irrational.

“I want to trust you. I want to believe that you just made a mistake…but it’s hard. You haven’t exactly been very reliable lately. Zayn is there for me more than you are.” He irritably glowered when I mentioned Zayn’s name. “So now you wish he was your boyfriend instead. Am I right?” He blurted out a string of cuss words whilst waiting for me to answer.

“Zayn is just my friend, Harry. I don’t need your permission to talk to other boys anyways.” He rolled his eyes and scowled, but then stopped when he saw my silent tears trickling down my cheeks. His eyebrows scrunched in worry and he stepped closer.

“Emmy,” he reached out to touch my face with his fingers, but I stepped back. “I need you to be there for me always, but you’re not.” “You didn’t let me explain though! My mum needed my help so I helped her! I wasn’t going to ignore her! She forced me to stay, like she forces me with most stuff.” I was going to regret saying this later, but I didn’t care right now.

“So she was the one who forced you to almost have sex with me? None of those feelings were real, were they? You lied about that too, didn’t you?” I knew the words stung him. I could tell by the horrified expression on his face. “What?!! Of course they were real!! I just meant that I couldn’t say no to her because she’s demanding.”

“I’m sure she would’ve understood that I was left alone in the dark. I could’ve been raped, Harry. Would you have come then?!” “Babe, I would’ve killed anyone who would’ve even tried to rape you! I care about you!”

“It doesn’t seem like it,” I muttered. “Do you want us to just ignore each other forever? We’re best friends no matter what, so that would destroy both of us.” “I don’t want it to be this way, Harry, but you brought this on yourself. You just need to realise that you screwed our whole relationship up.” “I screwed our relationship up?! You’ve got to be joking! You’re the one who’s still bitching about something that doesn’t matter!!”

“So you’re saying that my feelings don’t matter…that’s real nice, Harry.” “No! Stop twisting my words into something they’re not!! This. Is. All. Your. Fault.” The tears that I’d somehow kept in for so long had made their escape now. Each drop felt like it was burning away at me.

It felt like my heart was shattering into a million different little fragments. It shouldn’t be this way. We shouldn’t be fighting! I knew we should’ve stayed best friends; nothing more. “It looks like you’ve made your thoughts pretty clear. It was my fault for being a bitch. Now you can go shag whoever the hell you want, because we’re over.”

I sobbed as I walked away, each step breaking another part of me. I’m lucky that my house isn’t too far away from here. As if trying to make this night even worse, it started pouring rain, making me soaking wet without an umbrella or coat.

I began running, but slipped and fell in a deep puddle. I scratched my hand on the rough ground, creating a cut across my palm, blood now appearing. I heard a loud honking sound and looked up with wide eyes to see a huge truck coming straight towards me. The bright headlights blinded me as the truck came closer; raindrops and salty tears blurring my vision.

This was it.

“I love you, Harry.”

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Oh no! Lots of baddd stuff going on in this chapter!

Harry and Emery fighting </3

What did you think? :'(

~Isabella(;