Broken-Hearted Fame.

Holding Him Back

Hey guys this is my first story and I've been improving my writing since I wrote the first couple of chapters, I promise if you read on it'll get better. There's a lot more upcoming chapters also that include a lot of drama and emotional connections. Oh, and plot twists! Thanks for reading!

*2010*

"I really want to go!" Harry exclaimed. His mom smiled reassuringly as she stroked his arm. "Honey..." She began but stopped almost immediately as she saw me. Harry rushed to my side as I gave him a confused look.

"We're going to the river front." He told his mom and she nodded. He grabbed my wrist and practically dragged me outside. 

"Harry what's going on." I said stubbornly. He shook his head and continued to walk. 

Harry always did this no matter what. He never told me anything- well he did but still. I had to choke it out of him. I stormed in front of him. He sighed and I rolled my blue/green eyes at the gray sky. I kept walking as I heard him say my name. "Andy." I rolled my eyes again. Harry gave me the name Andy as soon as we can talk. He never called me Andrea- my real name, unless it was important. "Don't even." I demanded as I turned around and crossed my arms like a 5 year old. "Andy." He looked down on me. I rolled my eyes for like the third time. "Harry! It's not fair." wow I sounded just as childish as I looked. "You never tell me things unless I beg and plead. But I tell you everything in a heartbeat." He let me take a deep breath. 

"I'm not going to tell you because it's not the right time." I gave him an obvious annoyed and confused look as my arms shot in the air. "Oh my god." I began walking faster. 

For some reason Harry's just been getting on my nerves lately. He hasn't been doing anything wrong but I just- ugh. I'm just complicated, okay? Harry most of noticed because he tugged on a strand of my hair. I turned around and a dimple peeked through as he smiled gently at me. I couldn't help but smile. He tugged at my t-shirt. 'Heyyy.." He began as he playfully narrowed his eyes at me. "Is that my shirt?" I giggled uncontrollably. "Psh. NO." He smiled and mumbled something under his breath. 

We reached a spot in the middle of a gorgeous park. There were flowers and trees everywhere. There was a bronze bench that we sat on. I held my glance on him, I totally felt it burning into the side of his face. He looked at me and opened his mouth. Before words came out, he hid his face in shame. "Harry..." He spoke fast but thoroughly. "I'm trying out for the X Factor." I was amazed.

"HARRY, THAT'S AMAZING!!!" I shouted as I gave him a bear hug. My excited simmered away slowly. "Wait... Why was this such a big deal not to tell me." I tugged on the shirt that belonged to Harry.

"Well, I know you-" He cleared his voice and continued. "Lost your dad and I didn't want to walk out on you." his voice cracked as he rubbed my shoulder gently. I felt the guilt slide down my ears into my heart. I was so rude to him! He was just trying to be considerate, "Harry," I pinched his cheeks and pressed my forehead against his, "I am so, so, so, proud of you." Harry laughed a shy laugh and I let go and leaned back. 

Honestly, I felt kind of bad that he was actually thinking about staying because of me. Like, I understand I have been holding him back a couple times. For example, summer when we were 12 I talked him into staying home and not going to camp. I remember he was so devastated but I was so stubborn I gave him all the reasons that he shouldn't go. Which most was ironic, like getting attacked by bees, falling in the lake and drowning, getting mauled by a bear, etc. 

I smiled at the memory that I totally talked him into that he was going to get mauled by a bear. Oh, the memories. As much as they felt good to remember, that sting of longing for them to come back, pinched my heart.

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"I stood in his door frame. "Are you sure you have everything?" I asked for what seemed like the eightieth time. Every time I asked he seemed to remember something else he was forgetting. He nodded and gave me a proud smile. I smiled at him back. Is this how it felt letting your child go off to college? I laughed at the thought in my head as Harry looked at me quite seriously. "I did forget something actually." 

I rushed over to his bag, "What?" I asked. 

He ran over and lifted me into a hug. "That!" I laughed. 

I smiled as he stepped into the vehicle. Inside I just wanted to cry. Harry, my best friend for 16 years was finally leaving. He waved shyly at me and I ran over to the car and hugged him one last time. Embracing every texture that hug could support for me. Uncontrollably, tears ran down my face and wettend his shirt a little. He down at me with his beautiful green globes. He wiped a tear from my cheek and I smiled at him.

He was hesitant to go in the car now that he saw me crying. "Go." I whispered as I crossed my arms. He smiled and kissed my cheek. 

"Bye Andy." 

I waved. 

Then he was gone.

~

*2 months later*

The telephone rang and I ran over to it quickly. My mom and Chris were sitting anxiously on the couch. 

I took a deep breath, "Hello?"

"Hey Andy," The deep voice was raspy and almost melted my ear.

"Harry! I miss you so much! How is everything?" 

He laughed, wow his voice got deeper. "Well, I'm on my way home actually." 

My heart almost leaped out of my chest. The only place I've been able to see Harry was either preforming or occasionally on skype. 

"Hello?" He asked worriedly.

"Sorry Hi!" I answered a little to excitedly. 

He laughed. "I'm so excited to see you again Andy!" 

"Me too." This time my voice was on perfect harmony. 

There was a long silence. 

"So anything new happening? Tell me everything!" he exclaimed. 

"Well, honestly nothing that interesting. I mean, nothing compared to what you have been doing, at least!" I laughed lightly as I played with the phone cord.

He sighed, "Just tell me Andy." 

"Ugh, well, just thinking about college and scholarships and that kind of boring stuff..." I trailed off. 

I heard him sigh again when I said boring stuff. "Well, I met 4 amazing friends here as you saw on TV."

What he said sounded a little braggish but I mean- I would brag to if I were him. "Cool."

He must've noticed, "You have to meet them Andy, they're amazing." 

I smiled, "I bet."

"Well, I have to go see you in a couple days."

"NO!"

He laughed at my expression, "Andy..." 

"Sorry, bye..." 

The line went flat.