Falling for You

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I got over myself. He's moved on. You should too. So I did. Harry is nothing to me. I just wanna live free with my friends and my mom. So I did.

"Who gives a fuck about him. He's over me. I'll be too." I told Louis. He nodded.

"I'm done with boys. You boys better not fall in love with me. You're only my closest friends." I snapped. I was sad & heartbroken.

"Mom! Let's go to the fireball!1!" I screamed at my mom.

"Bring the boys. I just ate, Hon." I nodded.

Having fun with the lads was great! It lasted a good 5 hours straight. I was exhausted. I wanted to go home and sleep. I told Mom, we should go home. The boys called Paul up to pick them up. Good thing they weren't raided by fans. I hugged and kissed them all goodbye.

I got in the car, first song I've listened to, I knocked out real quick. Mom woke me up since we were home already. I went straight to my room, with my head down and sloppy. Mom noticed.

"Honey, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, goodnight mom." I didn't wanna tell her. She'll give me advice that'll make me forget him and I don't want to. You need to, Heather. It's for your own good. Harry is done with you. Get that in your head. So I did. I took out my shirt and pants, I went into my closet to find something oversized. I found my Dad's Jersey shirt. I wore that. And just took off my bra, and just went to straight to bed.

Goodnight life for a while.

Next Morning ~

Someone was knocking the door so loudly, I groaned. Who the fuck would be at the door right now? It's only 3 AM. I woke up my mom since I didn't wanna go downstairs to check who's at the door. Mom left and I slept on top of her bed instead. She grumbled at me waking her up. I said, "I'm sorry."

"Heather, baby. It's Harry. He's looking for you." I groaned.

"Harry Styles. your ex is looking for you."

"I. Don't. Care. Mom." I said.

"Come on, he's waiting for you outside."

"Tell him "No, I don't wanna see him ever." She said 'okay'. Then she left again.

She got back on the bed, and held me tight. She knew what was up. I didn't need to tell her. It's lie she can read my mind or something.

"We are talking later when we wake up, Heather." She whispered in my ear. I groaned.

Mom couldn't go back to sleep, so she went downstairs to do her morning routine. I stayed in bed for 15 more minutes.

I went to my room, thinking of what I should do today. Should I stay home watch movies all day? Find something to do productive? Make a cover on my YouTube Channel?

I should do a cover on my YouTube channel then go watch Netflix and eat ice cream all day. Sounds fun.

I went downstairs, sitting on the stool, both hands on my head and whines like a crybaby.

"Why was Harry at the door, Mum?" I asked.

He said, "He wanted to talk and fix things between you two."

"What happened?"

"The day I got my flu, the boys been there for me the whole week or so and I was being a bitch to Harry mostly. & he hated that I pick on him only and I told him, it's not me that I was controlling. The stupid flu took over me, so he said "I'm done. we're done." & they left. And now, I'm a mess." I said.