THE CURB (MATURE HARRY STYLES AU) #WATTYS2016

CHAPTER EIGHTY EIGHT

Look at the amazing cover on top @-BadWoman- made for me. I love you for this baby.

World is a temporary place, they say. You don't take anything with you when you leave, except for the love that has been given to you by the people around.

Love.

A simple word with so much meaning, emotions and promises.

It's love that conquers all, they say. But what if that love was never meant for you in the first place? What happens then? Is it your mistake when you just fall in that trap and think that love is real- that it is for you and only you?

One might think that it's a stupid question. Why would someone give their love to a stranger and why on this fucking Earth would that stranger accept that love anyway?

Laura didn't think any different from that. A month back from now if someone would've told her that she'll seek love and affection from the person who knows nothing about her, not even her actual first name, she would've laughed and brushed it off but now there she stands in front of the door which was slammed shut right in her face by the beautiful starnger with whom she has helplessly fallen in love with.

There are frown lines on her forehead and tears in her eyes as she stares at the door without blinking even once. The cold air causes her to shiver a bit and she finally looks away from the giant white door and glances at her surroundings.

She realizes that she's free now. Free from the hold of the guy who had captured her against her will. She's free from the hold of the guy who forced his way into her life, her mind, her heart. And now when she's finally accepted him, learned to love him, he's done that again. He's forced her again to do something against her will another time and this time Laura's not sure if she'll be able to do what he wants. She's not sure if she'll let Harry kick her out of his life.

It hurts her like hell. How easily Harry gets what he wants. First he gets her in his life then he gets her to love him and now he gets to remove her from his life.

How can it be so easy? She finds herself wondering.

She wants to scream, shout profanities at Harry for being so selfish, so rude. She wants to slap him and kick him in the gut for ruining her life. She wants to tell him that he can't get his way every fucking time but instead she looks at the door helplessly, biting her lip to stop the sobs from escaping.

Minutes pass before she musters enough strength to knock lightly on the door.

"Harry." Her voice breaks as she says his name in a small whisper, knocking gently and hoping that he'll open the door for her. "Open the door, please. We can fix all this. Let's fix all this together."

Harry clench his eyes shut at her voice, trying to block out the soft knocks and her sweet, sweet voice. He knows that he won't hear a thing if he'll just go to his room but he finds no strength to move. He sit there, leaning his head against the door, waiting for her to just give up and leave.

The soft knocks continue though and Harry feels hot tears trailing down his cheeks. He's not sure why he's crying. Wether these tears are for Stella or for his baby or the girl knocking at the door, begging for a chance to explain. All Harry knows is that he's hurting. Everywhere and everything hurts.

The knocks come to halt after a while though, so does her voice and that's when Harry starts to panic. His eyebrows furrow and he tries to pay close attention, to listen to her shuffling outside but there's nothing. Not a single sound.

Harry feels something extremely warm settling in his stomach, he looks around the empty hallway. Empty. Everything's empty and silent. The hollowness Harry feels inside of him is something he can't explain. It is something that can't be put into words and all he knows at the moment is that this emptiness will be the reason of his death.