Across the Road (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 11

Lucy cradled me into a comforting hug, while I sobbed into her shoulder. It was moments like this I remembered why I loved her so much.

"I'll just go back and get my things and we can hang out just the two of us." I nodded and turned to walk back to our flat.

Harry's POV

I didn't know what to think. I was so surprised seeing Ella again. I was over the moon. She was even more breathtaking than she was 2 years ago, if that was even possible. The delight of seeing her again didn't seem to be mutual though. I wish I'd had a chance to say something before she walked out. A chance to explain myself. I knew exactly why she left.

My thoughts were interrupted with Lucy walking back in the room. I hoped Ella would follow, but she didn't.

She explained that they were going as Ella didn't feel well. We both knew that was a lie. The whole time Lucy was talking to Louis she was staring at me. Discust and disappointment adorned her features. I knew Ella had made me out to be a pathetic excuse for a human being. In some ways I suppose I was. I just needed a chance to talk to Ella.

Ella's POV

When Lucy returned I was a mess. I was huddled up on the sofa, with a thick blanket and a bottle of vodka. She cautiously sat next to me as I took a swig.

"I told them you were sick" I ignored her and kept staring in front of me.

"Ella are you sure that's a good idea" She was referring to the glass bottle on my lap.

"Tomorrow is our last day of freedom before uni starts, do you really want to spent it with a splitting headache." She said gently stroking my shoulder.

She had a point. No matter how depressed I was. We needed to make tomorrow an amazing last day and being hungover wouldn't be the best way to do so.

"You're right, I might just go to bed anyway" I said.

She kissed my forehead and gave me a hug.

"Things will get better, I promise." She whispered into my ear.

I nodded, but I didn't believe her.

I went into my room and collapsed onto my bed.

Why now? It took me so long to forget about him and now here he was. His hair, his body ad his dimples and adorable smile. Argh. Coming back and driving me crazy once again. I hated what he has done to me but even so, I still wanted to forgive him and give him another chance. I was falling for him all over again and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

My thoughts ceased when I heard what sounded like a glass been thrown against the wall the other side of mine. I knew who it was. A single tear rolled town my cheek as I tried to just forget about everything and fall asleep.

Harry's POV

After the girls had left. I became the centre of attention. All the boys were staring at me and giving each other looks. As if checking with each other they hadn't missed anything.

"What was that all about Haz?" Liam spoke up.

"It doesn't matter." I said leaning forward and picking my beer bottle off the table. I kept staring forward as I took the last sip.

"But mate-"

"I said it doesn't matter!" I screamed throwing my beer bottle against the wall. It shattered into hundreds of pieces on the floor.

"Oi!" Louis said as he rushed up to me restraining me as I picked up another empty bottle, ready to throw.

Zayn's POV

My mouth hung open in shock. I had never seen Harry behave like this. Ever. I looked at the other boys. Louis was restraining Harry from making any more mess in his flat and Liam had got up to help him. Niall looked just as shocked as I was. We were both completely stunned and I won't lie, this side of Harry scared me.

Louis' POV

"Look boys I think you should get going." I said to Niall and Zayn, they looked just as scared as I felt. None of us had ever seen Harry act this way. They nodded and grabbed their coats before rushing out the door.

"You too Liam, I can handle this" I nodded towards Liam. But honestly I didn't know if I could.

He looked at Harry and nodded, letting go of his grip on Harry's right shoulder.

After Liam left I sat Harry down on the sofa. He was breathing extremely heavily. I trusted him to sit still while I got him a glass of water. In a plastic cup, to avoid any more broken glass on the floor.

A sat down next to him and observed his expression. He was visibly upset about something.

Harry then did something I hadn't seen him do in months. He began to cry.

Authors note

Awww poor Harry! 

Anyway I gave you a few different POVs in this chapter. Do you like that? Or do you prefer it to mostly be in Ella's POV?

Gemma x