The Broken Hearted Girl (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 11

Today was the last day I had with Harry before he was going to leave for 3 months.




"OWW!" I heard Harry screaming out of the kitchen, he woke me up. H hurried downstairs to look after him. He stood in the kitchen, making pancakes for breakfast and he basically burned his right sleeve with the hot oil. I ran towards him, put a kiss on the upper part of his arm and held it tight. Harry kissed my forehead and told me that he was no baby anymore but to be honest I think he kind of was. I just could not stand, seeing getting hurt or anything so I always felt protective towards him even he does not need me too. But this is how love works, if the other one is happy, you are happy. If the other one cries. you cry and if the other one gets hurt you would do everything just to see him smile again.




Harry sat the plate down in front of me and we started eating. I asked him why he was already awake, he told me that he did not want to waste any second of our last day together. We finished breakfast and I helped him to wash the plates. I already lived at his house. My daddy had to work a lot and I did not want to be alone but I still visited home regularly. Harry always joined me, he really liked my daddy and so he did.




Harry grabbed my hand with a smirk on his lips and lead me into his huge, light living room. All over the floor were roses and at the end of the path was his little table with a white-cream letter on it. "I wrote you exactly 92 of them. For every day one until I'll come back." he smiled but his eyes were sad. He did not want me to show how sad he was, he thought he would pull me down as well but since I could call him my boyfriend nothing, and really nothing could make me upset.




I walked towards the stand and read the letter.










Dear Eli




Today is our last day and I know I smile that is just because I am with you and I know that you realized that I have sadness in my eyes. I really tried to hide it but I can't. I makes me damn upset to know that I can't hug you, listen to your heartbeat and taste your lips for the following months.




In love, your Harry




PS: Please wear the blue dress I gave you this evening.










I saw how the tear that escaped from my eye dripped down to the piece of paper. I turned around and looked for Harry, I needed to feel his warmth and his protecive arm around my body. But he was not in the room anymore. I went back into the kitchen but he was not there wither. Where could he be? I walked upstairs and heard someone singing out of the bathroom. I entered it and found Harry singing under the shower, I smirked and left the room again. I changed into my clothes, I still wore Harry's sweater which I always wear at night.










"Harry! Hurry up! We have to hurry up." I yelled upstairs, hoping that Harry would hear it. It was already night and I wore the dress. It fitted perfectly and I really loved it. I did not know where we were going but I was really nervous. Harry stopped walking downstairs as he saw me standing at the bottom. His eyes started sparkling and he big smile came up on his face. He did not move, he just stared at me. He slightly opened his mouth and bit his lip. This was new. I never saw Harry doing this before but to be honest it made me love him even more if this was possible.