I Will Find You

Chapter 13 - HeartBroken

(This chapter takes place where it was left. So about 9 months ago, throught now.)

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Chapter 13 - HeartBroken

We left Louis and Eleanor at their Hotel for tonight. It was a long flight and we reckoned they needed time to sleep. Now, it was just Cristopher, Harry and I in the car. You could feel the awkwardness.

“So, what is it that you do again?” Harry asked, looking at Cristopher. I looked at him, expecting an answer I already knew.

“I’m an interviewer for  “The Mid-Day Show” Cris states proudly and I smile at him. He’s so cute.

“Oh that’s nice, that’s how you both met then?” He says. He sounds calm. You know, Harry is really sweet. I always liked that about him.

“Exactly like that” I say. Flashing a smile to both of them.

After a long ride, we dropped Cris off. We said goodnight and he gave me a kiss and the cheek. I couldn’t help but to feel as flustered as ever. As Harry was just a feet  away watching everything. He said good bye and went inside his place.

It was only Harry and me in the car. Just us. I didn’t know how to start conversation, and apparently, neither did him. I tried my best but nothing came out.

When we finally arrived to our destination I was relieved. “Remember my place?” I say happily while looking at the taller boy. He nods with a breathtaking smile. And just like that I’m lost in my thoughts, thinking, what it would be like if we had actually given our relationship a shot.

“It’s kind of chilly, want to go inside?” I go back to reality and just nod in agreement.

We get into the elevator and reach the 23rd  floor . My floor.  As we get to the door, I hear Harry giggle. Which was odd?

“What’s wrong?” I asked, puzzled.

“I was just remembering a time I was so drunk, that I ended up crashing here, but I remember that I couldn’t get in, and I thought elf’s were blocking my way” He says, now laughing out loud. Weird boy with his weird stories.

“Ok then.” I can tell he’s still smiling to himself. This makes me smile as well. He’s so full of joy. It actually, kind of makes me jealous.

The whole vacation with them was nice. Nothing weird happened. Everyone had a lovely time and I’m glad they did. The time for them to leave came, and I was so sad. I really wished they could’ve stayed with me so much longer. But I guess, I was just going to have to deal with the fact that I barely have any friends, and my only friends live far away.

After they left. Cris and I realized, we weren’t going anywhere with our relationship, so we ended whatever it was that we had. Two months after that, I started dating the lead singer for this band, Neon Trees. His name was Tyler. And although there was an 11 year gap between us, and lots of people didn’t think we could last. We did last. A little. But we liked each other a lot.

We ended our relationship in June 2013, about two months ago. It was a mutual agreement. We weren’t feeling the same way anymore.

I remember that April 25 on 2013. Harry Styles was on L.A., he appeared on my door and the unwanted happened. This was part of the reason, Tyler and I broke up. I cheated once. I hated myself for it, but I couldn’t help it when it happened. After I broke up with him, well we broke up; I proclaimed my love to another man, the one I cheated with.

I remember it clearly. It was a beautiful day. And I was on the internet. It was my week off and I was just surfing the web, when I stumbled across some One Direction fans. They were fangirling about Harry. Of course, me being me, I wanted to know why. I found out it was because, a lost demo of him singing an original song was found. It was called ‘Don’t Let Me Go’. Of course I knew the song wasn’t about me. That wasn’t they way it happened. I listened to the song carefully, and it made me realize how I felt about Harry. So I did something ridiculous. I hopped on a plane to the state where the boys were performing those days. I called Niall and asked him where they were staying and he gladly told me. I got there and knock on Niall’s room first. I chatted with him for a while until I ended up asking which room was Harry’s.

When I finally went to Harry’s room, and found the courage, I knocked. He opened the door with a smile that slowly faded. And that’s when I poured my heart out. When I did it, I expected him to do it in return, but he didn’t. He stood there, speechless. He was actually with another woman. And I realized, he wasn’t going to talk. So I ran. I ran away and tried to get home as soon as possible. Constantly telling myself, not to do stuff like this. This caused me pain. A lot of pain. And made me smoke for the first time. Just to relieve the stress. But thank God, I didn’t make it a habit.

To this day, I’m still trying to get over the fact that Harry and I aren’t together. I really wanted us to be. But I guess, we aren’t actually meant to be.

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I’m sorry, If this doesn’t make any sense. I just need to get this entire thing over with so I can continue with the story. If, I do continue it. If you read thislame excuse of a story thank you. I love you :)