*HARRYS POV*I watched Georgia as she runs up the stairs, tears falling from her eyes.
What could her father possibly mean by her "old ways", and why was she so affected by it?
It hurt me to see her so weak, it made me want to hurt anyone that even looked at her. She seems so strong and confident, but after today I've witnessed a whole different side of her. A side that is made up with guilt and hurt. Something about her past haunts her and I can tell, I could tell ever since the first day I met her. Behind her dark blue eyes I can see the pain that has built up inside of her. She won't let anyone in but I am determined. I need to know what's wrong so I can help her.
Her dad lets out a sigh and turns to me, his eyes filled with fury.
"Get out," he growls.
Without another word, I stand up and begin walking towards the familiar hallway, not stopping to look back.
"Ill show him the way," the woman who I'm guessing is Jessica says.
She starts walking up the narrow hallway and I follow her, within seconds we are at the front door. She opens the door and smirks at me as I walk out. Just as I step outside, I feel her slap my behind.
Startled, I turn around wide-eyed. A huge grin is plastered on her face as she runs her hand up and down the doorway.
"See you later Harry," She winks at me and shuts the door.
What the fuck just happened?
Ew. She's like 60.
Was she just trying to hit on me because I can feel the vomit coming up my throat right now.
That's just nasty. I'm sorry but she looks like a dirty washcloth.
Still trying to push what just occurred to the back of my mind, I throw my hood up and start walking to the front gate I unhook and open it and step out onto the sidewalk. My mind is clouded with thoughts of what in the world Georgia's father meant by her old ways.
Has her father found her on the couch with a guy before? A pang of jealousy shoots through me. Theres so many unanswered questions.
Has she been with other guys before?
What has happened in the past and why does she regret it so much?
Did she have any feelings for the guys her father found her on the couch with?
Did they even mean anything to her?
Do I mean anything to her?
What am I saying, of course I don't. She hates me. I wrote a song about her using her full name in it for god sakes.
I head back home thankfully going unnoticed by the paparazzi.
*GEORGIAS POV*
I've been in my room ever since the argument this morning. That was at 10 and it is now 11pm. 13 hours I have been in my room. 13 hours I have been crying over what my father brought up. 13 hours I have been forced to think about the guilt I have been holding for the last 4 years of my life.
And 13 long hours without the comfort of Harry.Yes I admit it, I miss him.
Last night was the first night ever where I've been comforted after one of my nightmares.
Usually I wake up in my room alone, terrified. I have cold sweats along with that consistent though of not being a good enough daughter for my mother. I usually have to either stay up, or cry myself to sleep. But last night, there was someone there for me, someone to comfort me and hold me in their arms. Someone to let me cry into their shoulder as I think about the horrible things I just dreamt about. Harry was there for me, he held me until I finally got back to sleep and I have a new found respect for him.
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Georgia Rose (One Direction)
FanfictionOne harmless song turned into something so much more. [This book deals with the reality of depression, it needs to be brought to our attention. The outcome once this this is finished is to...