Beautifully Broken (harry styles fan fiction)

chapter thirteen

TORI's POV~

Once again, I was calling Carolyn Styles to the rescue.

The only friend that I had that wasn't on drugs and that I could partly trust.

As I dialed Carolyn's number in anger and frustration, I thought about the situation. Harry knew that I was a curious person. He should have known that I would listen in. The walls were paper thin- how could I resist? Deep down, a part of me wanted him to come outside and beg for me, just so I could tell him no.

Carolyn answered on the third ring.

"Hey, can you get Ray to come pick me up at your house?" I asked.

I heard a loud noise. "Stop dropping her things!" Carolyn yelled.

"Who are you with?" I asked.

I heard the voices in the back fade away, and a door close.

"Harry told Louis to go to your aunt's house to get the rest of your stuff. He said she wasn't even there. So now it's me, Louis, and Ray trying to fix your room in this apartment and I can't handle it," she said in a low voice.

I began kicking the leaves with my foot, and hearing them crunch beneath my shoe. Alice would have a heart attack if she knew that Louis stopped by.

"Can you get Ray to pick me up? Harry's being a dick and I'm done dealing with him," I said.

"Yeah. Hold on," she replied.

"Ray, go get Tori from my house and bring her back here!" Carolyn yelled, and I heard an "okay".

I took a deep breath. "Is it always going to be weird between you and Louis?"

Carolyn swallowed and I could hear that she was nervous about being alone with him.

"He's different now. He used to be happy, he used to laugh at things that weren't funny, he used to light up the room. He became a different person and I fell out of love with him. And I took his heart and I broke it. The guilt eats away at me every day," Carolyn said, as if she had been waiting her whole life to let it out.

Poor Carolyn. No, poor Louis. No, neither one of them are poor. They fell in love with each other, and there's a price you pay when you love someone so much- no matter what you do, you will lose them.

Sighing, I saw a blue car, the one that Ray had picked Harry and me up from the party in, arrive at the house.

"I'm sorry, Care. Ray's here, so I'll see you at his apartment," I said.

After a few minutes of silence, she sniffed. It sounded like she had been crying.

"Okay. And it's your apartment, too," Carolyn said, trying to cheer up and be her normal perky self but I heard the tone of her voice.

"Bye," I said, and hung up.

I approached the car, smiling at Ray, who was in the driver's seat. I got in the passenger seat and closed the car door, buckling up.

Ray pulled out of the driveway and started off down the road.

"Thanks for getting me," I said. "It can't be awkward now if we are going to live together."