Chapter 18: Nightmares

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*Aubrey's POV*

I groaned as I woke up. I felt like throwing my phone out the window. I had been a mess since Harry and I talked in the elevator. That was now a whole week ago. I swear I'm living the life of a cliché fan fiction. I drag myself from the warmth of my sheets and shut my phone off. I entered my bathroom.

"Ugly." I murmured seeing my reflection. My eyes were red and puffy, they had bags under them, and my skin was as white as a ghost. I was wearing the sweatshirt of Harry's that I still had. The smell of my boyfriend had faded and I frowned. Were we even still an item? I stripped the sweatshirt off and threw it on my bed. I was left in my shorts and a bra. "Fat too." I grumbled. I sighed stripping the rest of my clothes and hopping in the shower. I had to go to work or I'd be fired.

All week the girls were silent. Even Marissa. I was happy at that but then remembering the reason I would groan. Then if cry. Then I'd sleep and call in sick at work. I got out putting on my uniform and cover up to hide my eyes. Basically to his my emotions. Trust me I have the whole fake emotions thing down from acting classes.

I walked out of my room and to the kitchen smelling food. I hadn't eaten in what... A week. I know you probably think that's disgusting but I didn't desire food.

"It lives." I heard Marissa say humorously giving me a ridiculous look. I chuckled hoarsely

"You alright?" Bailee asked me.

"Yeah I'm fine." I said my voice was strained seeing as I've been silent nearly a whole week. "I have work." I said and they nodded.

Love you." They chorused quietly. I sent them a heart with my hands and walked out the door. I got into my car and turned it on. The all too familiar tune that made me want to hit the power or scan button in the past played. But now I let it play memories flashing in my brain. I tapped my fingers to the beat and listened to his solos when they came on.

I didn't cry at all seeing as it would probably be tearless. I arrived at work and I went in. I said hi to Aidan seeing he was working the counter.

"You alright?" He asked me actually sounding concerned. I looked at him. His eyes were hazel and soft looking. I didn't do anything so he made Joey take over his spot while Skye took care of drinks. He brought me to his office. "What's going on? Aubrey I know I'm your boss but I'm really really concerned for you on a friendly level. I know it sounds weird but I'm being legit right now." He explained. I shook my head.

"I just... Last week... My boyfriend got angry because his friend I guess kissed me on the cheek... And well he tried to practically kill him... Well we kind of I guess are taking a break but the fact that I was so upset made me physically sick. I practically caked my make up on today because my face is so blotchy and the bags under my eyes. I'm not even wearing my contacts." I shrugged.

"I see that. But I think it's good to get space from it all... I mean I've went through relationships and I've been cheated on. I totally understand that it can make you sick. I excuse you for the days you had off and you could have taken today off." He said sitting next to me. I looked at him and he gave me a weak smile.

"Thank you Aiden but I'll be fine. I just need to get my mind off things I guess." I sent him a weak smile. He nodded.

"Okay but if you need anything... Here." He said reaching for a card. He handed it to me.

"Phone number?" I asked. He nodded.

"Use it don't abuse it." He said and I laughed.

"Do you have a girlfriend now?" I asked. Color came to his face and he nodded. "That's great. You're a great guy." I smiled.

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