(Mackenzie's POV)
I heard knocking on the door. I force my eyes open and check the time on the clock. It reads 3:37. Who the fuck is knocking on my door at 3:30 in the damn morning. I turn my head to see Harry lightly snoring. He looks so peaceful. His tight grip around my waist makes it all the more comfortable while sleeping. Somehow between getting woken and checking if Harry had too I forgot someone was even knocking at the door.
I pull the covers off of my legs and slide from under Harry's grip. While getting to my feet I turn around to check if I woke him. I let out a sigh of relief as I watch him turn over and get comfortable again. I just don't want him to wake, then he will be cranky and we all fucking know that's exactly what I need.
I head over to the door tripping in stumbling over things on my way. I look through the peep hole to see if its wroth answering. I am surprised to see a blond girl in fairly dressy clothing with what looks like an overnight bag. She very familiar I just can't make out where she is from. I open the door and am greeted with a surprised look.
"Hello?" I question. "Um hi." The girl starts. "I'm Stephanie." She finishes. Stephanie. Stephanie. Where have I heard that name before. I sand confused as I stare at her. "Um," she looks weirdly at me. "Oh, sorry I was just thinking." I say still trying to figure it out. "Um is there a reason why your here at 3:30 in the morning?" I say realizing that I don't know who she is much less what she is here for.
"Um yeah, is Harry here?" She asks and it all comes back to me. That night I came home expecting to lay down and relax but that wasn't the case. It was her who caused all the fighting between Harry and I. It was her who caused me to drop all of my friends just so I could build my relationship back up with Harry. It was her who made everything harder. It was her.
I start to cry and she looks at me like I'm some kind of unknown species.
"YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT! YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO ME!" I scream and she steps back.
Harry runs out of the bedroom frantic.
"What's goi-" He stops mid sentence. "Stephanie." He questions. "I told you not to come." He tries to whisper, but its nothing near a whisper, I can here it and it makes me cry harder.
Harry looks at me and I look at him, tears running down my face. "You said you'd never." I pause. "Not again." I finish. "Mackenzie" He walks over to me and tries to take my hands from my face "No. I'll just get out of your way. Have fun with her," I say as I walk out of the apartment door. The worst part is, he didn't even try to chase me.
I jolt awake and surprisingly Harry didn't feel it. He still had his arm around me with a strong grip. I started to cry. I am a person who believes very much that there is some reality to that dream, and that scares me.
"Babe?" Harry's groggy voice whispers. I sniffle and turn around. "I mean Mackenzie." He corrects himself.
"Harry I don't have any friends. I don't talk to anyone but you. I don't have girl time. I don't go shopping with my best friend like normal people my age do." I say and he looks taken back.
"What do you mean. You make friends easily." He said not catching what I'm getting at.
"I want my old friends back. The ones I had before I invested all of my time into you" I pause and he puts his head down. "Not that I regret investing all my time into you its just that I kind of let go of all of my friends." I said trying to make him feel better. But maybe I shouldn't. Maybe he should make me feel better. "Why don't you call some of them." He suggests. "Oh I will." I said assuring him "I just have to figure out what I'm going to say t them." I say sitting up on the bed. "Tell me what's going on." I say not giving him a choice.
"Ok." He takes a deep breathe and sits up too. "My father is back."
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Same Mistakes (Harry Styles Fanfiction)
Fanfictie*Written By Two Authors* He lied I cried its been a long time but the pain never subsides Copyright the ideas are all our own .