Oblivion (Harry Styles)

Chapter 18

"I don't know what to do," I cry into the phone, wiping my eyes.

"Eden, I'm so sorry," Anna whispers.

"I don't get how he can be back with her?" I sniffle, hiccuping. "This isn't worth it anymore."

"What isn't?"

"Life," I answer.

"No. You don't mean that. Eden, listen. You don't need a guy in your life right now. You're 22 years old, with a whole life ahead of you. We are supposed to have our hearts broken, but the greatest thing about it is that one day, someone is going to come and pick up all the pieces. I promise there will be a silver lining."

"I can't believe they want me to be the maid of honor," I laugh, pathetically. "I feel like such an idiot for helping them get together."

"Well," Anna sighs. I stay silent, taking in everything I've been hit with this past week.

"Well, I've got to go to this dance class Carly's making the bridesmaids and groomsmen do."

"I can hear you rolling your eyes," Anna laughs. "But I'll talk to you later."

"Alright bye." I hang up the phone shortly after, then go to change into clothes for dance class.

•

"This is absolutely the stupidest thing I've ever been made to do," Niall rolls his eyes next to me. I laugh to myself, agreeing with him. I liked Niall. He had a very carefree personality and took everything as a joke. It was very refreshing.

There were three groomsmen and three bridesmaids. Niall, Louis, and Harry's friend, Ed, were his. Gemma, Carly's cousin, and I were her bridesmaids. Somehow, they felt I should be maid of honor, since they wouldn't be together without me. I hate myself.

Niall and I were the only people here at the time. Everyone else was running behind. I was in leggings that went a little pass my knees and a tank top. Niall was in a white t-shirt and basketball shorts. Harry, Carly, and Gemma walk in a few minutes later.

"Hi guys," Carly grins. Harry and I glance at each other, but don't say hello. I watch as everyone walks in, giggling, when Louis walks in with sunglasses and a cigarette in his mouth.

"Louis," Carly snaps, "you can't smoke in here." He takes his sunglasses off, glaring at her, before going outside to get rid of it. You could tell they didn't get along.

The dance instructors were two middle age people. "They are teaching us how to dance?" Louis whispers to me. I smile to myself. Everyone seemed to be as happy about this as me.

"Okay, Ed you are with Gemma, Louis you are with Heather, Niall and Eden are together, and I'm with Harry."

"No way! We had no idea," Niall says. Everyone laughs, including Harry. Carly sends him a glare and he shuts up.

"Okay," the instructor declared, "I want you guys to just show me how you all think you should slow dance. We'll work from there." She turns You're Beautiful by James Blunt on, and we get with our partners.

I wrap my arms around Niall's neck, he wraps his around my waist, and we just sway back and forth. "See, I don't see why we needed lessons for this," he laughs.

"Yeah," I sigh.

"Oh look the instructors coming. We should show off," Niall whispers. I nod in agreement. He twirls me, and then dips me, sending a wink to the instructor. She rolls her eyes, but keeps moving. "So whatever happened to you and Harry? If you don't mind me asking."

"Oh, I um moved away for school."

"But now you're back?"

"I'm back."

We get close to Harry and Carly, and I over hear their conversation. "There's three weeks until our wedding, and your hair is still long."

"I'm not going to cut my hair. I like it this way."

"Harry, you aren't in a rock band. This long hair is stupid." He rolls his eyes, but doesn't respond. I frown, continuing to dance.

"They're always like that. They don't belong together," Niall shakes his head.

"Yeah," I nod in agreement.

•

After a few more practices, everyone but Harry, Niall, Carly, and me can leave. "Okay, so at one point the groom dances with the maid of honor, and the bride dances with the best man."

"To the same song?" Niall asks.

"No, Carly and Neil, you can go choose a song from that vinyl. Harry and Eden you can go choose from those." We nod, splitting up.

"It's Niall by the way."

Harry and I look through the vinyl. "What song do you like?" He asks. I glance over at him, smiling lightly.

"Um...either Can't Help Falling in Love by Elvis or Never Say Never by The Fray. How about you?"

"I'm liking Can't Help Falling in Love and Fall For You by Secondhand Serenade."

"Let's do Can't Help Falling in Love."

"Yeah, that's good," he nods.

"I need to go to a dress fitting in an hour, then I have dinner with our planner, so Niall and I are going to go first," Carly tells us. Oh yeah, I didn't have any plans, thanks. Harry and I nod, going to take seats. It was beginning to get late, and I was really tired from all the dancing and trying to get back in the right sleeping schedule.

Niall and Carly chose Your Song by Elton John. Harry and I watched, as they rehearsed. I yawned, leaning my head on his shoulder. "Tired?" He asks.

"Yeah. Your shoulder is very comfortable," I smile.

"Thank you?"

Niall and Carly finish their rehearsals, after what seems like forever. "Finally," I groan, standing up. Carly kisses Harry goodbye, before running out. Bye I guess? Niall gives Harry and me each hugs, before leaving also.

"Okay," the instructor says, "hopefully you guys are quicker, than the other two. Now, do you want to waltz, slow dance, or what?"

Harry and I look at each other, before saying, "slow dance," in unison. The music begins and I wrap my arms around Harry's neck. The instructor leaves to pack up her things in the other room, while Harry and I practice.

"You know I'm sorry right?" Harry asks. I look up at him.

"Yeah," I sigh. We keep our eyes locked on each other's, before going back to dancing.

"I never meant for you to get upset. I know it's stupid of me in a way, but you can't control love. I love Carly," he tells me. I nod, not trusting my voice. He loves her. He truly loves her. I lay my head on his shoulder, tears welling up in my eyes. A few stray tears fall from my eyes, but Harry doesn't seem to notice.

•

Harry and I finish, and I leave the studio, walking towards the bus stop. I watch as the recent bus pulls away. "Great," I say aloud.

"I can drive you," Harry calls, from behind me.

"Are you sure?" I ask.

"Yeah," he nods, "come on." I follow him to his car. I hop into his car, leaning my head against the window and closing my eyes, in exhaustion. Before I know it, I feel strong arms, pick up my limp body. I'm half asleep, when Harry grabs my hidden key and unlocks my door. He carries me to my bedroom, pulling down the duvet. He softly lays me onto my bed, taking off my shoes, and pulling the covers back on me.

I feel his soft lips press a kiss onto the top of my head. "Goodnight Eden."

A/N: Poor Eden :( Chapter 19 will be up sometime tomorrow. Goodnight :) or Good morning or afternoon or whatever time it is for you.