Little broken birds {ed sheeran & One direction fanfiction}

Chapter 6

An hour or so later and I was sat at a table in the club, alone.

I was watching Niall dancing with Ali. I’d had the pleasure of meeting her and she was actually a really nice girl. Alice her name was.

But however much I loved to see Niall happy, seeing them together was just reminding me of what I used to have with James.

We’d been so in love, or at least I thought we had been. I’d loved him; I’d given him my heart. But then he met another girl, gave her his heart, and broke mine in the process.

Even Cloe had said how cute we were together, how crazy he was for me; neither of us had seen it coming.

I was glad to be rid of him; I didn’t want to be around someone who’d used me like that. But as much as I hated to admit it, looking at Niall and Alice, I realised how much I still loved him.

I felt a tear roll down my cheek, followed by another.

Suddenly, I was aware that I wasn’t alone anymore. I looked up to see Harry sat next to me, and as I did he wiped away my tears with his sleeve. “Thanks Hazza.” I said, in almost a whimper.

“That’s alright Isabella. Do you wanna tell me what’s wrong?” he asked.

He actually looked genuinely worried about me. I sighed. “I haven’t really spoken to anyone about it, not even Cloe knows exactly what happened.” I whispered, trying but failing to hold in the sobs.

He put his arm around my shoulder to comfort me. “Ssshhhhh, it’s alright. You can talk to me; you know I’m always here for you.” It was true. Out of everyone, Harry was the one person who I could tell almost anything. I let out a deep breath.

“My boyfriend, he left me last night.” I whimpered.

I looked over at Niall and Alice once more, saw how happy they were, and had to look away again.

Harry saw where I had looked and I could see realisation in his eyes. “Clearly, if the guy thinks it’s a good idea to leave a beautiful girl like you, he is a douge.” He stated matter of factly.

That made me giggle for a bit, but then I just sighed again. “He, he left me for another girl. He knew how much I loved him. He told me he loved me as well and I was naïve enough to believe him.” I blurted.

Harry gripped me tighter, pulling me closer to him.

“It’s not your fault Izzy. He’s not good enough for you by the sound of it. A sleazebag who would cheat on his girlfriend isn’t good enough for anyone.”

I started crying again. He looked at me, confusion all over his face. But then he realised and suddenly I could see the pity he felt for me.

“You still love him.” He whispered. 

I didn’t answer him. It wasn’t a question, Harry knew me well now. Well enough to know what I was feeling.

“It’s all gonna be alright Izzy, you’ll see.” he whispered.

But I just couldn’t believe him.