What Hurts The Most (A Harry Styles Fan-Fiction)

Chap. 19

I woke up and I wasn't cuddling with Harry. It was a pillow. I sat up and saw a note on the coffee table. "Had to go do something. Be back soon. ~Harry" I looked at the time. 3 p.m. I got up and showered and made sure my cuts were clean. I dried off and threw on a pair of pajama pants and a regular t-shirt and a sweater. I put up my hood and covered my marks. I walked down stairs and grabbed a spoonful of Nutella. As soon as I was done, my door bell rang. I sat my spoon in the sink and answered the door. Louis was standing there. "Hello!" He said. I smiled. "Hi!" "I have a question to ask you. Its a serious question! Life and death depends on it!" I nodded. "Ok. What?" Louis looked at me. "Do you like Harry?" I tilted my head. "What kind of question is that?" I asked. "One that depends on life and death." I rolled my eyes. "Umm... No. We are just friends." I said. He smirked. "What?" I know you like him. I sighed. "Come in." I said. I stepped aside and Louis came in. I closed the door and turned to Louis. "You like Harry?" I shook my head. "No. Just friends." Mmmhmm. Sure." I glared at Louis. "What's that suppose to mean?" I asked. "Aww come on! Admit it! I see the way you look at Harry!" I shook my head. "Louis, no. I only like him as a friend. Besides, if I did, but I don't, he doesn't like me back. Who would!? He's famous and every girl wants him and he can have who ever he wants. Why would he want me?" Louis smiled. "Well, what if I told you he said he liked you back." I shook my head. "I don't know. He would have to tell me that himself so I know it is true." Louis smirked. "I'm still sticking with the fact that you like him." I rolled my eyes playfully. "Ok. Whatever Louis!" I said. He walked out. "Bye!" He yelled. "Bye!" I closed the door. Ok I really do like Harry but must I explain myself again? I'll put it a little differently. Millions and millions of girls want him and he can take who ever he wants. I'm not worth it. I mean I guess I'm worth being a friend but not a... Girlfriend. I miss having an arm around my waist and having some one kiss me and telling me they love me but after what Chris did to me... I just don't know. I walked into Kyle's room. He wasn't there. He had to work. I threw my hair in a messy bun and my phone started to ring. I answered. "Hello?" "Ivey?" "Yes Harry?" "Would you like to come over and hang out? I have tons of food and movies." I nodded. "Sure. I'll come over in a few minuets." I said. "Ok! See you then!" I hung up my phone. I changed into some shorts and my converse. I grabbed my phone and walked to Harry's house.

Harry's P.O.V.

I got home from the store. I had movies and food. As I was putting the stuff away, Louis came over. "Hey mate! What's up!?" He said as he sat and watched me unpack the stuff. "Nothing much. You?" "Nothing. I don have a question and you have to answer honestly." I nodded. "Ok. What is it?" Louis smiled. "Do you like Ivey?" He asked. "Yeah. She is a great friend." Louis shook his head. "Not like that. I mean like as in... Love." I shook my head. "No." Louis shook his head. "Pff! Whatever! I've seen how you two look at each other. You like her and she likes you back." I shook my head. "What? No I don't think she likes me... Do you really think so?" Louis nodded. "Yeah! You need to tell her that! I think she really does like you!" I sighed. "But why me? She is a beautiful perfect girl. Why would she want me? Not for 'Harry Styles the celebrity' but for Harry Styles from Holmes Chapel and just another teenager." Louis put his hand on my shoulder. "Just see if she does." He walked to the door. "If you go over to her house and ask her-" Louis cut me off. "Harry, I won't. Just calm down!" I nodded and Louis left. I called Ivey and asked her if she would like to come over. She said yes and I'm getting a movie ready.

Ivey's P.O.V.

I walked in his house. I saw all the chips and cookies on the counter. They are store bought cookies but sometimes they are good. I walked over and took a small piece off of a cookie and put it in my mouth. It was delicious! Harry came around the corner and had on sweats, a white V-neck and socks on. He was tying his sweats. I smiled. "Hello!" He looked up. "Hi! I have a movie ready." I nodded. "What movie?" I asked. " 'Finding Nemo.' Niall cried during this movie." I giggled. "Really?" He nodded. We sat on the couch and watched movies and ate junk food. Harry reached for a cookie and saw a part missing. "Did you take a piece off of this cookie?" He asked me. "No." He could tell I was lying cause I was smiling. I tried to hide my smile but it kept getting bigger and bigger. "I have a hard time believing you." I looked at Harry. I just pulled a piece off. I didn't bite it." I said. "Oh now the truth comes out!" I rolled my eyes. "I sorry." He smiled. "Its fine. Just as long as you didn't poison it." I looked up at Harry. "I would never do that!" We watched all of the movies and saw the time. 11 p.m. I looked at Harry. "Do I have to leave?" I asked. He shook his head. "No. You can spend the night if you want." I nodded. "Ok! What should we do now?" I asked. He shrugged his shoulders. I got up and got a glass of water. I finished and put the glass in the sink and when I turned around, Harry was looking at me. "What?" I asked. "Truth or dare!?" He yelled. I smiled. "Dare." I said. "I dare you to put on my clothes and try to act like me." I shook my head. "Oh my. This isn't good." I said. "I think it is." I rolled my eyes and went into his room and closed his door. I threw on his skinny jeans and pulled the back low and grabbed his dark Superman shirt that he took from Louis and slipped it on. I found his hat and threw my hair up in it. I grabbed his new shoes and walked out. "Hello love." I said in a low accent. Harry started to laugh. "I'm in a band called 'One Direction' and its awesome getting all of the chicks and all." Harry shook his head. "Eh, kind of like me but I'll take it." I ran back into his room and changed. Before I slipped off his shirt, he yelled at me. "Don't take off my shirt! I love it on you!" I yelled back. "I thought this was Louis's shirt!" "Nope! I bought one! I have a dark one and Louis has a light blue one!" I looked in the mirror and loved how his shirt looked on me. I came out with my clothes on and Harry's Superman shirt on. He looked at me. "You look great!" He said. "Ok, my turn! Truth or dare!" Harry thought for a while. "Dare!" I smirked. "I dare you to go out in the middle of the street and scream like a girl and run back inside!" Harry shook his head at me. "Fine." He sighed. He walked out in the middle of the street and glared at me. He screamed and ran back inside. I closed the door after him. We walked over to the window and saw everyone's reactions. We laughed. They have no idea! We came back into the kitchen. I jumped on the counter and sat as Harry sat on the back of the couch across from me. "Ok Harry, its your turn." I said. He smiled. "Ok. Truth or dare?" "Truth." His face became soft. "Is it true that you like me more than a friend?" My eyes widened. "Hehe, did I say truth? I ment dare." Harry shook his head. "Fine. I dare you to tell me your true feelings about me." I looked down at my feet. I was scared. Was he going to make fun of me? I didn't know what was going to happen and it made me feel scared. I saw his feet and his hands slid on either side of me. "Please, tell me the truth." He whispered. His face was close to mine. I took in a deep breath. "Yes. I really do like you more than a friend. I just didn't want it to ruin our friendship. I really do like you. But I know you don't like me back. I mean, you're a celebrity and every girl wants you and you can take who ever you want! Why me? I'm just a small town girl with a story behind her scars." I got down and went under Harry's arm. I turned the door knob and felt a hand on mine. "I do you love you Ivey! You are gorgeous! Your beautiful, smart, fun and amazing. None of those girls have that except you! You are Ivey Webb and that's the girl I'm in love with." His face close to mine. "Really?" I said. He nodded. "Harry I have to tell you something." I said. "Please don't take this as a perverted way but I have to show you it in order to explain." He nodded. I took him to the couch and sat him down. I sat down next to him and turned my back to him. I took in a deep breath. I pulled the back bottom part of the shirt and lifted it up. I showed my back to Harry. I felt a tear sting my eyes. I never showed anyone my scars before. With Harry, I feel like I can tell him anything now.