Lost and Insecure™ (Harry Styles) [✔] Completed

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Harry's POV

It's been four whole months since that night. That night that ruined my life. This one girl that meant so much to me, I scared her. I screamed at her. I took my anger too far. I let it get the best of me and now she's gone.

The days seem to go by slowly. Christmas is coming, but it's not cheery as usual without her. She brings the Christmas spirit into my life. She makes me smile. She lights up brighter than any of the lights. She decorates the room with beauty more than any evergreen tree.

That day that we met was always special to me. I'd saved her life. She wasn't paying attention and her foot reached the curb. Just as she was about to step off into the pathway of a tractor trailer, I grabbed her arm. Yanking her back from the traffic saved her life, but it ruined her clothes.

Course after that I felt bad about her stained and dirty attire, so I invited her to my flat. She accepted after hard convincing. I allowed her to take a shower and went to the closet in my room. My recently ex girlfriend left some of her clothes here, so I gave them to the girl whose name I had yet to know.

After she had finished cleaning up, I'd asked her to stay a little longer. She accepted my offer and we talked non-stop. The telly was on in the background, but that's all it was; background noise.

Lately all I've wondered was if she would ever take me back. In my head I thought it was impossible, but my heart said to give it a shot. Unsure of what to do, I've just stuck to my mind and what it told me to do. So, when I thought of writing her a song whilst I waited for our pizza to arrive, that's exactly what I did. She'll just never hear it.

As I placed my fingers on the familiar strings of my guitar, lyrics flowed through my mind easily. A melody came to mind and I was quickly onto singing.

"You give me chances,

I let you down.

You've waited for words

That I couldn't get out.

I have no excuses for the way that I am.

I was clueless and I couldn't understand:

All that you wanted,

And all that you needed,

Was the side of me I'd never let you see.

And I wish I could love you,

And make you believe it,

Cause that's all you ever wanted,

That's all you ever wanted from me.

Could I be selfish,

Or lost in my pride?

Afraid to be forward,

Or just too scared to try?

Now I'm without you,

And it took distance to see,

That losin' you means losin' everything.

All that you wanted,

And all that you needed,

Was the side of me I'd never let you see.

And I wish I could love you,

And make you believe it,

Cause that's all you ever wanted,

That's all you ever wanted from me.

Is it too late?

Are you too far

To turn around

And let me be

Oh, let me be

All that you wanted,

All that you needed,

I'll show the side of me I never let you see.

I wish I could love you,

And make you believe it,

Cause that's all you ever wanted,

That's all you ever wanted,

That's all you ever wanted from me."

As if on cue, the doorbell rang. I placed my guitar down on the mattress and strolled over to my bedroom door. Once I'd taken the pizza box from the man, I handed him a tip of £7. I set the pizza down on the counter and went to get Juliet. Just as I was about to knock on her door, it swung open and she stepped out, almost walking into me.

"I was, uh, just about to, um, knock," I clarified nervously. Why am I getting nervous round her? I was never nervous before.

Before... When we were close. When we told each other absolutely everything. Now it's just uncomfortable to be in the same room.

"That's okay. Is the pizza here?" she asked.

"Uh, yeah. It's in the kitchen on the counter. I'm going to pop to the loo," I announced walking toward the bathroom. The thing is, I wasn't really going because I needed to use it, it's because I didn't want her to see me like this. I didn't want her to see me break down.

I just told myself to take deep breaths. Eventually I shook the thoughts from my head and got out of the loo. Before Juliet I would never cry over a girl; I would never even come close to it, but for some reason she meant that much to me. She meant enough to make me want to change. The only problem is that I don't know how.

As I entered the kitchen I saw Juliet grabbing plates. She was on her tip-toes trying to reach them. I caught myself just in time to stop smiling and reminiscing. Normally I would've made fun of her for that or come up real close behind her and got them myself. But now it's completely different.

She handed me a plate with a slight smile. I reciprocated the smile as a thank you. It seemed like it was painful for her to smile, especially at me. I wish I could go back to that July night and change it somehow.

Maybe I should've stayed home. Maybe I should've never made her stay that one day. I wouldn't be feeling so broken if I hadn't. But then again, I also wouldn't have been able to have the best year of my life with someone who really made me happy. Someone who actually understood me, even though there are things she doesn't know. I just want that back. I want my Juliet back.

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