HARRY'S POV
                              I picked up my pace until I was directly in front of her. She took a long drag from her blunt before turning to face me. I couldn't help the anger boiling up inside me. This wasn't Thea, she wouldn't do something as dumb as this. 
                              "Thea, what are you doing? This isn't you!" I yelled before throwing the perfectly rolled blunt on the ground. She glared at me before picking it up and shoving it in her purse. 
                              "You don't know me, Harry. You don't know who I am." Thea snapped back, her voice laced with venom. Pain flashed through my body at her words, she couldn't mean them. "You can't come here and try to control my life. It doesn't work that way. The Thea you knew before you left is gone, long gone and she's not coming back." It couldn't be true. The Thea I love had to be buried deep down inside her.
                              "I don't believe it, not even for a second. I can see it in your eyes, this isn't you and it's not who you want to be." I whispered, my hand lightly brushed her cheek. 
                              "You need to go, Harry. I told you not to come find me." I watched at her eyes glossed over, but she refused to let the tears fall.
                              "I won't leave you, not again. I'll be here till you're you again, till you're the bright eyed, funny, beautiful girl I fell in love with at a small café in New Jersey." My voice got softer with each word as it slowly towards Thea's. "I love you, Thea." I whispered before I closed the small space between out lips. For the first time in a month, I got to feel her soft, delicate lips on mine. I felt on cloud nine for those few seconds before she pulled away and slapped me across my cheek. 
                              "You can't fucking come here and kiss me!" She yelled, angry tears cascading down her cheeks. I couldn't help but notice how breath taking she looked. Every inch of my being wanted to hold her again and kiss away the pain I caused, but it wasn't going to be that easy. I had to prove myself, she had to know what I did was a mistake, and if that meant jumping off a bridge to show her, I would. I would do anything to have her in my arms again, to be able to kiss her, to love her like I did.
                              THEA'S POV
                              I couldn't help the tears that fell from my eyes. I didn't want them to fall, but they betrayed me. It seemed like everything was betraying me at the moment. 
                              "Harry, you need to leave." I whispered, my voice cracking in the middle. His eyes snapped up to meet mine, the beautiful emeralds shinning with unshed tears. I wanted to hold him, tell him everything was going to be okay and we were going to get through this, but we weren't.
                              "Thea, please," his voice cracking as well. I flinched as he brought his thumb up and brushed away the tears on my cheek. "Please just talk to me." I swallowed back the lump forming in my throat, forcing my eyes away from his captivating gaze.
                              "There's nothing to say, Harry. You broke me," I whispered. "You betrayed me. I gave you my heart, and you ripped it to shreds." The hurt in his eyes made me want to take back the words, but I couldn't.
                              "I didn't mean to. Thea, I love you with everything I have in me. From the first time we met, I loved you. I couldn't get you out of my head, you dwelled in all of my thoughts and I knew I had to make you mine. Through everything, I have always loved you. I'll never stop loving you. You're my fucking world. I love you so damn much I'll do anything to prove it to you." The emotion behind his words make my heart melt and flutter all at the same time. I knew he meant what he said. He would do anything, no matter the consequence, but I couldn't let myself fall again. 
                              "There's nothing you can do." Harry's bottom lip started to tremble before tears slid down his cheeks. Seeing Harry cry broke my heart, and knowing I was the reason for the tears only made me hurt more.
                              "P-please. I can't l-lose you." He dropped to his knees and wrapped his arms around my legs and hugged them tightly, his head resting on my belly. I could feel my hands start to shake and an atomic bomb go off in my stomach from the touch. "I love you so much." He mumbled into my shirt. His actions reminded me of a lost kid, and it made me feel weak.
                              I bit my lip hard. The taste of metallic filled my mouth. I didn't know what to do or say. The broken boy in front of me tearing down the walls I built up against him. I took in a deep breath before dropping to my knees in front of him. I cupped his face in my hands and forced him to look at me. My thumbs brushed away the fallen tears on his cheeks. Confusion flashed in his eyes as he stared back at me. We stayed like this for a while, my thumbs brushing against his cheeks as I thought of something to say. My mind was telling me to leave and not look back, to say fuck it and move on; telling me he wasn't worth the heart ache and pain. It kept replaying every bad moment we had, the stupid little fights we would get in, him cheating; it never played anything good. 
                              My heart was telling me to stay with him, to tell him how much he means to me, and how I need him. It was telling me of all the good times we had, the sweet nothings spoken late at night and the kisses shared. Most of all, it was telling me how much I loved him, and how no matter what, I could never stop loving him. 
                              It all came down to one thing. Do I listen to my mind, or my heart?
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                              And worlds shortest chapter goes to yours truly.
                              Now I know what you're all thinking , and NO this isn't almost over . I've got BIG things planned for this book . If you didn't notice , this chapter was the prologue only it was written in Harry's POV . 
                              I really hope you all liked this chapter , I spent a long time thinking of how to write this ... Sort of ... Okay , I spent like an hour writing this while I lay in my bed cuddling with my dog . DON'T JUDGE ME !
                              Am I the only one that didn't know if you select the writing on here [when you are on your phone] it gives you the option to put it in bold or italics ? I just figured that out , and I've been writing on my phone since day one of Dear Darlin' ... So it's been a while . I'm a little slow I guess . Oh well . All in good time right ? 
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Fanfiction[Sequel to Dear Darlin'] After she got away from her abusive step father, Thea Caverly found herself in a relationship with Harry Styles. What started off as just pen pals turned into something deeper, more passionate. But after Harry left for his 2...
 
                                               
                                                  