Broken Then Fixed

Chapter 11

Harry-

I saw her eyebrows furrow and her mouth turn into a little pout. She seemed to be having a little argument with herself. After a couple awkward seconds of that, she sighed.

"Harry, I already bought my ticket. Hell, they could already be sold out!" She wasn't looking at me when she said that. She was looking down at her stirring wheel and seemed to feel guilty.

I smiled at her and put a hand through the window, resting it in her shoulder. I lifted up her chin so she could look me in the eyes, "Come on Alice! Look, I'll go pack my stuff in 10 minutes once we drive through it. Then we'll see if there's any tickets left. Then if there isn't, I'll take your car back here so you don't have to call one if your friends to take it back."

She bit her lip and then smiled. She unlocked her car and murmured,"Get in."

I smiled and saw through the window that my dimples were showing. I happily got in the passengers seat, buckling myself up so she can begin driving.

It took us less than three minutes to get to my house. I ran inside and looked around. The whole house was rather dark since none of the lights were on and the curtains were barely pulled aside. I turned on the lights but I was still... Scared. Yeah, I'm.. I'm going to bring Alice in here... I thought to myself.

I called Alice inside the house and she walked in looking pretty under the kitchen light. What a cheesy thing to think Harry, your a real charmer. Then again I aren't saying it to her so... Oh shut up and hurry so we can go get some tacos, and stop talking to yourself! It's creepy.

Suddenly Alice started laughing. She had to hold my kitchen counter to hold her self up, becoming weak from laughter I think. I frowned, "What so funny Alice?"

She came up to me and tried not to laugh while saying, "I just heard everything you just said Harry."

Damn it. I have had that problem for a while. She stopped laughing after a while and said, "Go get your damn clothes Harold."

I nodded and ran upstairs. I was a very neat person so throwing everything into my suitcase was disgusting me. But I managed to fit everything in.

When I finished I quietly made my way downstairs, only to be caught in my tracks at a beautiful tune.

Alice was singing to herself a tune that only one person knew was dear to me and she was carefully sliding her delicate fingers over a photo of me and my mum.

And that song... Lord how would she ever know that one. I must have been drunk or something because I'd never share that with anybody except Niall.

Its a song I wrote a long time ago about... A girl. Man I loved her so much but turns out she cheated on me 18 times, in our house we both used to live in! Which just shows how much of an idiot I am.

But when she sang it, it sounded like it was made for someone much more pure, not for someone like my slutty ex, Mia. I had made that song after she broke up with me, but believe me it hurt bad, and all I wanted was for Mia to be back in my arms.