Your Jade

This is it

*Jade's P.O.V*

I woke up to my annoying phone ringing. I picked it up without checking the caller and it was a random advertisement call so decided to look through social media to see what everyone is talking about us now. scrolling through Twitter, apparently Harry and Jade lost their baby due to an accident but now are still happy. Jade went over to Louis and Eleanor's house for a night out while Harry worked on a project. How odd. They're making up happy things. Little do they know.

Dragging myself off the guest room bed, I went to the washroom and washed my face before heading out to the kitchen where Eleanor and Louis were sitting. "Good morning, love" I heard Eleanor. "Morning" I gave her a weak smile. "Slept well?" Louis asked with a smile. I gave him a brief nod.

"So, I'm meeting up with Harry in a bit at the cafe, I'll text you when he'll leave from there so you'll have plenty of time to pack and bring your luggage here." Louis announced. I nodded and drank some water. "You sure, you don't want me to tell him that you're leaving?" Louis asked. "I'm sure. Just. Please don't, not yet." I said. He nodded his head and gave me a weak smile and left the house.

"Jade." I felt Eleanor's hand on my shoulder. She sat next to me and gave me a sympathetic smile. "I really hope you and Harry work things out." She said. "I hope so too." I lied.

"You really don't have to go, Jade." She said. I sighed but before i could speak, she spoke up again. "Harry loves you. He loves you a lot." She said. "I know Eleanor." I whispered. "I do too." I replied. It was a moment of silence before I decided to speak up. "I should go and get my luggage" Eleanor nodded and I got up to leave.

I drove back in my car to the house. Unlocking the door, I revealed the house in a neat and clean form. I looked around just to make sure he wasn't there. Then rushed upstairs to our.. room. Quickly, making sure that sparing no time, I opened the walk-in closet to get the luggage. I decided to stuff in as many clothes as I could, while the rest, I could get from there. Mum would help me. Speaking of mum. Anne told her about Ivanna and the whole accident. I told mum about Harry and I. The boys know everything as well. But the only thing that nobody knows is what I'm going to do. For Harry. For myself. For everyone.

I picked up the luggage and placed it standing by the bed. I heard the door bell ring a little moment later. This is it. I rushed downstairs and opened the door to reveal George. "Jade Averill?" He asked. "Yes." I replied and let him in and he sat at the dining table.

"Please sign here." He said handing me a pen. I took the pen and looked at the paper. Louis confirmed with me if I would sign this or not. I lied to him. Mum asked me whether I would sign. I lied to her too. Anne asked me. I had to lie to her as well. And Harry. He would've... never.. thought about it.

I took a deep breath and signed on it. "Thank you, I'll be meeting Mr. Styles first thing tomorrow morning." He said and placed the document in his briefcase and greeted me goodbye. I shut the door and leaned against it. It's done. I don't know if Harry would sign but.. I.. did it. I walked upstairs and felt tears brimming in my eyes.  So many years. Pain after pain. Then comes a little bundle of joy. And then it's lost. Pain again..

Louis must've texted me that Harry's leaving as I felt my phone vibrate. I took it out to check and it was right. "Harry's leaving the cafe. He'll be there in 30. -Lou". 

I quickly rushed and gathered some final things and made sure I didn't pick up any of Harry's. I really don't want to take anything given by him to Georgia. Everything around me reminds me of him and that'll make me die inside.

Final thing, I walked over to Harry's writing table and took piece of paper and a pen.

I love you, Harry. I really do. But sometimes, love isn't the answer to everything. I forgive you for anything that you want me to forgive you for and I'm sorry for everything that I've done to you. I loved you from childhood and seeing you go far and far away from me stabbed me in the heart every single time. I was selfish. I was selfish to love someone that could've never been mine. You say you love me, but I'm not so sure. Yet I believe in you. I believe that you will seek the happiness that you wish for. I'm sorry I couldn't give you happiness. I'm sorry I was your second option. I'm sorry for taking care of you when you were drunk during the nights out with Tanya. For letting you cry on my shoulder when you would argue with Taylor. For watching movies and eating popcorn with you when Nadine would ditch you for 'working'. And I'm sorry for loving you. All I want is your happiness. You made me feel special for the past year. You made me feel like I was loved for the past year.

But everything doesn't have a happy ending. I lost Ivanna. I'm sorry for that. I couldn't give you a child. So I'm hoping, someone else would. I'm going back to Georgia. No. Not because we argued. Not because your harsh words killed the hope in me. I forgive you for that. I'm leaving because I need time. To recover. From all this derision. I want to live a normal life. I want to be away from all the paparazzi. From all the flashes. From all the fame.

I want to forget you.. And I hope you will forget me too. Our life was not meant to be merged together. We were made to just be friends from the beginning. Us being together never worked out and never will.

I've signed the divorce papers, George will come to you tomorrow morning. If you say you love me, please sign them. Free me, and you'll be free."

At this point. My fingers trembled as tears fell from my eyes. Yes, I'm stupid for letting everything fall. Yes, I'm stupid for leaving him. But in the end, we can never live happily together. This is for our own good.

Folding the paper, I looked at the diamond on my ring finger. I shut my eyes and quickly took it off and placed it on the paper and took both of them to the side table and place them there next to the lamp. Harry always charges his phone there before he sleep.

I dragged the luggage downstairs by the door and glanced at the house once. This is it. Goodbye Harry. Goodbye. And with that, I turned the lights off and shut the door behind me, placing the door keys under the doormat and left in my car, driving back to Louis' house. A few hours there and I'm off to a new life with tears that might dry out.