Broken-Hearted Fame.

Madison.

"Because... I love you." 

The three words rang in my head. I was speechless. Harry's hands gripped around mine tightly, searching my face for a response. 

Did I love Harry? We've known each other for ever, but this is already going to fast. We've been dating for what? Two weeks, three? We're already living together. On the other hand I was completely and utterly crazy about him. I think about him from the moment I wake up to the moment I fall asleep. Was I in love? This is too early though. The places are switched. Harry had fallen, and I refuse to catch him. His eyes were clouded with regret. 

He let out a croaked whisper, "Just- Just forget about it." 

He shoulder brushed past me. I stood there in shock. I don't understand. Why haven't I said anything? I am so idiotic. Of course I'm crazy about Harry, but I can't. I won't. 

I jumped as I heard the door slam. I had to fix this. I totally just ruined everything Harry and I could of had. I started running out of the house. Of course it was raining, could this get any more like a movie scene? Nobody was outside and I had no idea where Harry had gone. Where did he go in London? He liked secret places, little places where no one could find him. Well, I haven't even been outside in L.A. once. I don't even know what road to go down. 

I started walking to the beach, my hair and dress already soaked. Thank God the beach was basically my backyard. I saw a small figure all the way on the other side of the beach, a black sweatshirt covering their head. They were walking towards the small woods on the other side. I ran closer to the person. 

"Harry?" I called. 

No response. What if it wasn't him. I stopped in my tracks. 'Accept it, you ruined everything.' the voice in my head told me. 

I knew it was Harry and I knew he was going to be pissed. He was going to be hurt. He loves me. I couldn't help that I didn't want things to go too fast, I mean the next minute I'll be walking down the aisle holding a baby! I wasn't ready for any of that yet. Okay, I'll admit I'm over exaggerating. 

I ran up to him and grabbed his wrist; making him turn towards me. I immediately noticed his red, puffy eyes. I have only seen Harry cry like once. 

"Harry." my voice came out as a whisper. 

"It's not that I don't love you." 

"Then what is Andy!" He shouted at me. 

"I'm scared." I let out as my voice cracked. 

He took a deep breath and lifted my chin, forcing me to look him in the eyes. "Why?"

I sighed. "I don't want my heart to be broken. I already have to share you... I don't want to fall and get hurt! I'm scared she's going to be better. You'll fall in love with her." A tear slid slowly down my cheek. 

"Andrea. I would never, never hurt you. I rather have you in my arms then the entire world at my finger tips. I only said it because I meant it. I'll be there to catch you and I will not let you go no matter what." Harry cupped my face in his giant hands. 

I nodded. This was going to be a hard decision. 

"And you're right, I'm taking things way too fast. But, I needed to insure you that nothing will happen between this girl and me. You don't have to say it back, I should've never said it anyways." He let out a sad chuckle and shook his head. 

I smiled, "I'm lucky that you told me how you felt. But I need some time to think." He nodded and pulled me into a hug. I forgot how cold I was until I felt Harry's body heat penetrate through my skin.