Thea Babe

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I woke up to a non stop song playing over and over again. I groaned before blindly grabbing it and hitting the 'answer' button.

"Hullo?" I spoke into the phone, my voice groggy from sleep.

"Thea, the boys just got back. They said tomorrow, but here they are. Louis just got to my flat which means Harry is bound to be in his by now." I felt my heart stop when she spoke the last sentence. Harry was about to find out I was gone and not coming back.

Harry's POV

I slowly trudged down the hall towards my flat. Thea wasn't picking up either of the phones and I was honestly worried. We hadn't talked since the break up and I missed her. I missed her laugh, how she squinted her and crinkled her nose. I missed her lame jokes though I laughed at them anyways, the way she didn't care what anyone thought. I missed her carefree attitude. But most of all, I missed the way she treated me. I missed being treated like I was just Harry, not Harry Styles from One Direction.

I didn't notice the salty tears running down my face, but I knew I didn't like them. If I hadn't been so stupid, so careless, I would still have Thea. I would be able to call her and tell her how boring my day was. I would be able to run up to her and kiss her on the lips and whisper sweet nothings in her ear. I would be able to tell her how beautiful she looked even though she was in joggers and a tshirt.

When I finally made it to my door, I quickly unlocked it and stepped inside. My keys were tossed in the bowl, my bags dropped right on the floor. I walked around the lifeless flat, sighing deeply when I noticed Thea wasn't here. It was already 9:30, so I decided sleep would be best for me. However, a small piece of paper folded neatly caught my eye. I walked over to it, picking it up in my hands. On the front was neat handwriting with my name written on it. I opened it up slowly, praying it wasn't what I thought it was. I brought my hand over my mouth as I read over the neatly written words.

Dear Harry,

I'm going to end this the way it all started. I remember the first letter I wrote. I was actually going to kill myself that day, I almost did. But I thought of my mother, she was the reason I didn't only for her to turn her back on me. That letter, I didn't expect anyone to respond to me. It was a stress reliever, somewhere I could write down the pain I was in.

Then when you responded to me, I was terrified. Terrified someone might judge me and my situation. Call me weak for wanting to give up so easily, to take the easy way out, but you didn't. You actually listened to me and you even helped me. You were there for me when I needed someone the most and I was happy for that.

Then there was the time we first met. I was at a café waiting for my mother so we could just talk. I remember it was packed that day so people had to share tables. I was scared to have someone sit with me, especially five. One of the boys, Liam, asked me my name. When I told him, you walked away. I was confused at first until you came back and said your name was Harry. It clicked then, you were the Harry that wrote me back. You were the one that knew my deep, dark secrets. No one else, just you. I was scared, scared you would judge me, so I did what anyone would do in my situation and ran. That was also the same day Steve raped me.

I think it was the next letter that you told me to meet you at the same café. I was nervous, I didn't want to see you. It was all supposed to remain anonymous, but of course fate had other things. When I saw you walk into the same little building I was in, I freaked out. There really was no escaping this time. When you came to the bathroom and talked to me, I knew you wouldn't hurt me.

When you told me you bought me an airplane ticket to London I didn't know what to think. I wasn't expecting such a nice gesture. I was honestly happy. I was finally getting away from the situation I was in and couldn't be more happy about it. And then that kiss. When you kissed me before I got on the plane I felt like a bomb was dropped into my stomach. That was when I realized I was slowly falling for you.

It's a weird feeling, knowing you are slowly falling in love and there's nothing you can do to stop it. I thought I could, going out with Zachary, but he wasn't you. No one can replace you. Not then, not now, not ever.

Harry, I want you to know I still love you. I will always love you, but I can't be with you. You betrayed me and cheated on me and I can't look past that. I moved away so we could both move on with our lives. Don't worry about me, I'm safe.

Goodbye, Harry

Love, Thea.

It felt like my heart was ripped from my chest and ripped to shreds. The memories flooded my mind and there was nothing I could do to stop them.

I angrily stomped out of my flat and down to Eleanor's. my fist roughly pounded on the wooden door continuously until it opened.

"H--"

"Where is she?" I spat out, cutting her off. She immediately stiffened, before relaxing.

"I don't know," she stated proudly. It was an obvious lie, and I could feel the anger boiling in me. My jaw clenched, my fists curling into balls.

"Don't fucking lie to me," I seethed. Eleanor's face contorted to one of fright, but I couldn't figure out why until I realized how close I was. I knew I was intimidating, especially when I was pissed. "Just tell me where she is."

"Harry, you're a good friend, but I can't do that. You really hurt Thea, she couldn't take it being here so she left. Just leave it alone." I knew I hurt Thea, it was obvious, but I didn't think she would be hurt enough to flee. She could be anywhere, France, Italy, hell, she could be back in America.

"Just.. I need to talk to her," I whispered, tears pooling in my eyes. Before Eleanor could get another word out, her phone started ringing.

'Thea Babe' read the screen.

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Okay , so I don't know when I'll update again . It's the second week of school and my Chemistry teacher is a bitch therefore I have a 60 in there . I'm not happy and well ... I have to step it up which means no wattpad or writing ... Maybe I'll update this weekend since its a three day weekend .

LIAM IS 20 TODAY ! ❤❤ I don't like it .

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