Unpredictable - A Harry Styles Fan-Fic

Chapter 30

*Harry's P.O.V*

I silently tiptoed through the apartment I had bought Ariella, trying to find her. 3 months, 4 days and 2 hours. That's how long it had been sense I'd seen her.

It was much to long.

My feet were cold against the cool white tile, but they heated skin stuck to the floor as I made my way upstairs. I stopped as I heard it. Crying.

I walked forward and to the entrance of the bedroom where I leaned against the doorframe and listened to Ariella speak.

Lilah was next to her, brushing Ariella's golden hair with her hand. I hated seeing Ari like this, her shoulders were slumped over as she cried, slow meaningful sobs that made me want to cry.

I didn't hear what Ari said first but a smile flitted over Lilah's features, "I know" she murmured back to whatever Ari said.

I watched as the girl I loved took a deep breath and straitened her back to gain confidence. Then she spoke, "He makes me feel alive. Like before Harry came along, everything was in dull and unfocused colors, it sort of felt like I wasn't experiencing life to my fullest potential. But then I met him. Everything changed. My life changed, I wasn't boring anymore because he made me happy, I couldn't not smile when I was around him because he was the only thing worth being happy about. I saw everything in a brilliant, sharp contrast of colors. But... But-"

I had to stop myself from crying throwing myself down in front of her, begging for forgiveness. She didn't know how much that meant to me, she didn't know that with every word I felt myself falling deeper and deeper in love with her.

She gathered herself once again and continued, "When he left, everything lost it's luster. I was horrible and it was my fault that he left me. Now, I have no purpose for smiling. I want to say I'm numb, but that would imply that I don't feel anything, which is partially true. I don't feel happiness... Excitement... Anything that would make me smile, I can't feel. But pain? Hurt? Heartbreak? I feel those, and they're in full force. Once he left, all the color I saw in left, it's all in bleak whites, blacks and grays... And I'm so sick of it. I need him."

I stood, dumbfounded and awestruck by her words. Was she actually in that much pain because of me? I regretted every single letter from what I said to her when I left. I didn't want to loose her, I couldn't.

Before I knew what I was saying, I spoke, low and gravely "You'll always have me"

Ariella turned around, slowly and looked at me like I wasn't actually here. That was before she broke down into more sobs.