This Just In (Harry Styles FanFic)

Chapter 33: You could say I missed him.

Chapter 33: You could say I missed him.

*Maddy's POV*

The week flew by surprisingly fast. I almost felt guilty for not texting or calling Harry often, but I figured he was busy. Plus, Colin was only staying with us for 6 days. Colin, my mum and I had a great time together. We went bowling, we went for walks, and we talked. Overall, we just bonded. Colin was surprised that Mum had cleaned up her act. He had showed me some of his writing he was doing for college. He helped teach me the basics of poetry, which he is taking a class for. I actually wrote a poem myself.

I am hopeless and sour

I wonder how some people live with themselves

I hear everyone's silent sobs

I see good people break every day

I want a fair shot at life

I am hopeless and sour

I pretend that I'm not responsible

I feel myself change and I don't think I want to

I fear the side effects of love

I worry about how long it takes to put myself back together

I cry because I am weak

I am hopeless and sour

I understand what guilt is

I say nothing when I am sorry

I dream of fixing everyone

I try to stop hurting people close to me

I hope to be someone's glue but I might need some glue myself

I am hopeless and sour

I never actually showed it to anyone. It's so personal. I wrote down the story of me. All of my secrets, the things I don't want anyone to know. I didn't intend to show anyone. Colin left yesterday. It was tough to say goodbye and watch him drive away in that taxi, but he promised to visit much more often. Now that Colin is gone, the shock of missing Harry has returned. He comes back today, and will text me to come to his flat when he gets there. It's almost unbelievable that I lasted a week without him. It's like I lost a limb or something. Of course, I had Colin as my crutch. I try to replace all of my bad feelings with excitement for seeing Harry again.

As I pulled on some comfortable joggers and a tank top, my phone buzzed. I sprinted over to it and read my new message.

From: Harry

'Just got to the flat. Come over now! I miss you, love! ;) xx.'

I smiled and responded quickly.

To: Harry

'On my way. Be prepared for the kisses I'll give u. I haven't seen u in a week. :D'

I laughed to myself as I went to the kitchen. Mum was sipping some tea, reading the newspaper. I hugged her tightly, and pecked her cheek.

"I'm going to Harry's." I told her. She smiled at me. She knew how excited I was to see Harry.

"Love you. Call me please!" She responded as I exited the room. I waved one last time and pulled on some Uggs and a light jacket. I skipped out to my car, and started driving the familiar route. My nails drummed the steering wheel impatiently. I seemed to hit every red light. I groaned and tried not to swear at the stoplights. It began to rain heavily and I drove. Finally I arrived at Harry's flat, and jumped out of the car. I ran through the pouring rain, into the building, and straight to the lift. I pressed the button to go up 100 times before the lift opened. I hopped inside and pressed the button for Harry's floor. The doors slowly closed and I paced in the small space. It took forever for the doors to open again. When they did, I stepped into the hallway and took a deep breath. Then I sprinted like a maniac to Harry's door and flung it open. I didn't even knock. I saw Louis walking by with a suitcase in his hands, and Harry staring intently at the floor as he perched on the living room couch. Louis looked up and saw me.

"Hi, Maddy." He said with a smile, before continuing to walk. Harry's head snapped up at my name, and out eyes met. I was frozen in the doorway, staring at his perfect mossy eyes. He slowly stood up from the couch and took a hesitant step towards me. Thousands of emotions filled me. I didn't think, I only threw myself into his arms. He laughed and spun me around. I desperately found his lips. We kissed for a few minutes until we needed to breathe. Leaning back, we both grinned madly. I couldn't help myself-I jumped back into his arms, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his torso. He held me up, his muscles flexing. For a moment, we both giggled like little children.

Then I pressed my lips back to his, silencing us.