25: When Did You Get So Deep?

1.7K 61 22
                                        

Chapter 25

Harry’s P.O.V

I watched her as she jumped into another cab and it took off down the road. A small whimper left my lips as I rubbed my face with my hands. I’ve lost her, she’s made up her mind and there’s nothing I can do to change it, I wish I had just spoken to her rather than letting my anger get the better of me. Why? Why did I have to be so stupid?

The fans are going to hate her, they see that we’re over and she’s with Niall so they’ll jump to the extremes. She can’t get hated on when I have no one but myself to blame, but how the hell can I tell the fans?

“Harry?” I turned around to see where the soft voice had come from.

I saw a silhouette of a small petite girl, the white street lamp above her showed of her bright blonde hair, and her naturally tinted red lips.

“Jemma?” I mumbled, squinting to see her.

As she got closer to me I took in her appearance, her blonde hair wasn’t puffed up like normally, it lay flat and fell to her mind stomach, her big eyes showed off a look of concern as I took in the grey they were.

“What’s wrong Harry? You look like you’ve just seen a cat die.” She sighed as she stopped before me, I towered over her with ease.

“It’s nothing, don’t worry Jemma.” I replied with a fake smile

“Come on Harry, we haven’t seen each other in months and then I see you like this… Has something happened with Cassie? I saw her get in the cab.” Jemma mumbled, trying not to press too hard.

“Yeah, we’re over.” I sighed.

She let out a simple oh, and I noticed she was inching for more information, and I need to get it off my chest. I looked at her as she wore a sad smile.

“I need to get it off my chest.” I mumbled, “Would you be willing to listen?”

“Of course I am Harry.”

So I told her about everything, from the minute it all went downhill to the moment of me standing here, thinking about how the hell I’m going to stop Cassie from getting hurt any further. The whole time Jemma stood in silence, nodding with a slight frown on her face, then rubbing my arm for comfort when I started to shed tears.

“Oh Harry.” Jemma sighed, “You may have made a mistake, but maybe that’s a good thing?” she spoke

“What? How could this possibly be good?” I croaked

“Think about it, would you rather she loved you, but never knew if it was true or not, or would you rather she knew how she felt and you can build up a strong everlasting friendship?”

“Right now, I have no idea but an everlasting friendship does sound nice.” I mumbled

“Do you know why that is?” She whispered, I shook my head no in responds, “Because you love her like she loves you, she’s just realised it sooner.” She let out a slight chuckle, “It’s crazy because ‘Carry’ shippers only saw what you two thought you had, yet the ‘Nassie’ shippers just wanted her to be with Niall, yet everyone else saw that you two had a brother-sister bond.”

“Really?” I questioned, a slight smile on my face. “When did you get so deep?”

“When I started my sailing trip with my granddad, that man is pretty wise you know?” She spoke with a smirk

“They always are.” I laughed slightly

“As for the whole explaining situation, what about a press conference, or a twit cam maybe?” she shrugged

Eight Months On A Tour Bus ~H.S/N.H~ CompleteWhere stories live. Discover now