HAVE A LITTLE FAITH: PART 2 (HARRY STYLES FANFIC)

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WARNING!!!!!! THIS IS PART 2 OF HAVE A LITTLE FAITH....IF YOU HAVE NOT READ THE FIRST PART (WHICH YOU CAN FIND ON MY PROFILE) THEN YOU SHOULD STOP READING RIGHT NOW AND GO DO SO BEFORE CONTINUING ON WITH PART 2....

The pain in my chest from the thought of losing her is overwhelming...

I need her...

As I make my way back to my own bedroom, the bedroom that I consider ours, I am overwhelmed with the urge to turn right back around and open Faith's bedroom door.

To maybe watch her sleep for a little while...

To drop to my knees and grovel for mercy at her feet and beg her to stay...

To rip the covers off of her and if it were physically possible for me to do it, I'd carry her back to our bedroom, where she belongs, where we do we best, and use my body and my mouth to show her how much she means to me...

I can't do any of that because I told myself that I would give her time to think.

After I put on a new shirt and put a pair of cotton pants on to replace my jeans; I slide under the covers in my cold empty bed to try to get some sleep. The longer I lay in bed; the colder my body feels and a full shudder runs through me. I pull the pillow that Faith sleeps on to my chest and roll onto my side so I can curl my body around the pillow in the attempt to feel some kind of comfort and warmth.

I think my shivering pulls me into the darkness as sleep finally finds me.

...

"Wake up Styles." Jake's voice makes me open my eyes; only to close them again when the bright sun burns them from so little sleep.

"What time is it?" I mumble.

"A little after nine."

"I didn't get to sleep until almost six."

"I wasn't going to wake you up but I just wanted to let you know I'm leaving. I can come back later if you want me to but Callie is letting me take her out for breakfast."

"Good for you." I say honestly.

"She's gone then?" Jake asks nervously.

"I don't think so. She was sleeping in her room but she might be gone."

"Did she break up with you?"

"Pretty much." I breathe out the words as I sit up in bed to look at Jake.

Admitting it out loud hurts so much more than thinking it...

"I'm sorry Landon."

"Me too but it'll be okay Jake."

"You know, I almost believe you."

"You should believe me because it's the truth. Am I sad? Yes I am, my heart is broken but I won't always feel like this. It will take time but eventually I'll be okay. A few weeks of physical therapy that I'll need to take after my surgery, will be a good distraction for my broken heart."

"You still getting the surgery then?"

I am so thankful for the fact that my best friend is choosing to focus on my surgery instead of pushing the subject of Faith breaking up with me. Jake almost always knows when it's time to change the subject, he knows there is only so much pain that I can put myself through.

"Absolutely. I'm sure you and dad think that I only wanted to get it for Faith but that's not true. I want the surgery because of Faith not for her."