Fix you (Harry Styles)

Chapter 77

HARRY'S POV

The guys and I were about to go on air with Ellen, and saying that my anxiety was killing me would be an understatement. I need a drink so bad to decrease the nervousness.

I heard people applauding and cheering outside, and so I knew it was about time to get out there.

The boys and I hugged Ellen and sat down, then we kept answering numerous questions, and joking around with Ellen. God she's hilarious.

I was actually feeling quite happy for a bit, until Ellen had to ruin it for me.

"So Harry, I know they told me not to ask you this question, but come on we all know I'm going to anyways." She laughed, along with the crowd. My heart was beating out of my chest, I knew exactly what was about to happen soon.

And then an old picture of Mercy and I was shown on the huge screen.

We looked so happy. And she looked so beautiful, god she looked absolutely gorgeous.

She stood by my side in the picture, with my hand wrapped firmly around her waist, while her arms were wrapped around mu neck. She was laughing, with her eyes shut, and I was there just staring at her, looking at her lovingly, admiring her unbelievable beauty, with a sincere smile plastered on my face. The picture was taken in the perfect moment.

My heart ached when I saw the picture, And I felt a lump in my throat. I wanted to cry, but I couldn't. I felt suffocated, but I had to act tough and happy in front of everyone. I had to act as if I didn't care about her anymore for the sake of my pride and dignity.

"Wanna tell us what happened?" Ellen asked, as I just sat there in silence. I knew people were gonna keep bringing my relationship with Mercy up if I don't give them answers.

"We just didn't work out." I shrugged. "She betrayed me, and I don't mean she cheated because she was loyal, but I didn't want to be with someone who doesn't trust me and keeps lying to me and that's why I had a change of heart and decided not to marry her." I said.

"Then why did you get so angry when you found out that she has someone else now? Like you went on a twitter rant insulting her repeatedly." Ellen asked again.

"I don't know. I genuinely loved her and I didn't think she'd move on so quickly." I confessed, smiling.

"Didn't you move on as well, though? You sleep around with multiple girls? And it's been months since you two broke up." Ellen said, and I never saw her talk to one of her guests like that.

"I honestly don't know." I laughed. "In all honesty, I feel like it proves that she never loved me. She was just a good girl who wanted to know what it was like being with the bad boy, she just wanted a challenge or a thrill in her life, and when she got it and got bored, she just wasn't as interested in me as before and that's why I felt so betrayed. I felt like I was being lied to throughout the whole relationship. Yeah she looks so innocent and she has that good girl image, but trust me she can kill you and torture your soul. She's not as innocent as everyone thinks she is. Everyone made me look as if I were the bad guy for leaving her like that on our wedding, but no one knew the truth except me and her. Everyone kept calling me a heartless asshole when all I did was love her unconditionally, but she played me and she never loved me. She just saw me as a challenge, or maybe she just wanted to torture someone who reminds her of her father just to please her own twisted desires. I'm pretty sure she got off at how she got me wrapped around her finger. And now she's onto her new victim. I don't know who the guy is but I bet you that he's nothing like me. She probably picks different types of guys to be her victims. She's evil." I lied. I knew I was bullshitting all of them, and I knew they were all going to believe me and I had to do it just so everyone would stop punishing me for what I had done to Mercy. And I was so pissed at her for killing our child, and for replacing me. If she loved me as much as she did, she would be feeling as miserable as I am and she wouldn't even think of being with someone else other than me.

"Well, we have commercial right now. We'll come back to you in a few." Ellen said.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Louis whispered as we started to leave.

"They wanted answers, so I gave them some." I shrugged.

"Why did you lie? We all know that's not what happened." He continued.

"Fuck off." I groaned as we began to leave the building.

"You're unbelievable." Zayn scoffed.

"Do you guys have any idea how all of this drama is beneficial for our band?" I lied.

"So you go around and lie about an innocent girl? Do you have any clue how much hate she's going to get for the rest of her life?" He added.

"I don't care." I shrugged.

"Yes you do. You're doing it because you're hurt over the fact that she moved on." He said.

They all kept lecturing me as we got to the car, heading back to the hotel.

I just didn't listen to them. I kept messing around on my phone, waiting to get to the hotel so I can drink my ass off.

And something caught my eye.

It was a picture on Mercy's instagram.

She was holding hands with someone else. My anger increased even more, so I was being impulsive once again.

"i hope the guy would run away before you fuck him over lol"

I wrote on the picture and then I shut down my phone and headed towards the hotel bar.


MERCY'S POV


"i hope the guy would run away before you fuck him over lol" i read the comment out loud.

"What?" Zach asked.

I handed him the phone and he just let out an exaggerated sigh to show his annoyance.

"Does he not have anything else to do?" He said.

"I'm going to block him, he's starting to get on my nerves." I answered.

I didn't want to deal with Harry's bullshit anymore, so I just went to the party with Zach and have some fun instead of worry about what Harry keeps doing.

"Hey guys." I greeted my friends as I got inside.

"Hey, what's up?" They said, as Matt gave me a hug.

"Mercy." Skate said with a nod.

"Skate." I said, with a nod as well. We both dislike each other for no reason.

Actually, he dislikes me because I made it crystal clear that I hate his guts.

"This is Zach." I introduced him and he blended with all of them immediately.

I kept talking with a lot of them about random things, and planned collaborations with many YouTubers and even Viners.

And then I got bored, and I didn't want to leave early because Zach seemed to be having heaps of fun.

It's so ironic how I almost had to drag him to the party, and now he doesn't want to leave.

I felt my energy draining, I didn't like going to social events so much, which is an understandment since I am an introvert. I needed some space and some time alone.

So I went to the roof, it was Matt's secret hide out and I knew he wouldn't mind.

I sat there, looking at the other houses from above. Listening to the echo of the music, and then I started thinking back to everything that's happened lately and all the chaos in my life.

I was so puzzled. I didn't know what went wrong.

We were happy and suddenly things got from bad to worse, and he just left me a letter telling me he will always love me and ran away. And now he keeps throwing shade at me, and talking shit constantly about me.

I was interrupted when I heard someone tripping and cussing, so I turned around to see Skate.

"Great." I muttered to myself. The last person I wanted to see was Skate and his arrogant ass.

"Well someone doesn't seem to be pleased to be in my presence." He chuckled, and I just rolled my eyes.

"I just needed some time alone to think and you interrupted me" I said, flashing him an obviously fake smile.

"Too bad, I need some time alone to smoke my joint." He shrugged, sitting beside me

"If you're dropping hints that I should leave, then I'm not. I was here before you came. You're the one who should be leaving." I scoffed.

"I'm not leaving, either. You've had enough time, so leave." He said, as he started lighting his joint.

"I'm not leaving. Go away." I crossed my arms. He ignored me and kept smoking.

"If you're going to bug me and stay here, at least don't do drugs around me." I snapped.

"Drugs?" He laughed out loud. "It's just weed, chill." He kept

laughing.

"I am chill, I just don't want inhale the smoke of your drugs." I protested.

"It's not drugs, and stop being a stuck up prude." He said, as he looked at me for like a second.

"I'm not a prude." I gasped.

"Everyone thinks you're a prude." He shrugged.

"They can all shove their opinions up their asses." I said, making him laugh.

"Well aren't you a feisty one?" He chuckled.

"I think you're annoying." I confessed, trying to insult him.

"I think your accent is annoying." He shot back.

"I think your tattoos are stupid." I said.

"And I think that you're stupid for not having a tattoo." He frowned, obviously annoyed by my comment.

"What are you doing here anyways?" He said, after I went silent.

"I was overwhelmed by how annoying you were being so I needed to go away." I said, avoiding the subject.

"I'm being serious, but fine if you wanna be like that." He shook his head.

"I just needed to be alone to think." I confessed after a few minutes of utter silence.

"Because of that British dude?" He asked.

"Yes." I sighed.

"Don't worry about it, people are gonna hate no matter what." He looked at me.

"I guess." I said, and then I came back to my senses, remembering that he's exactly like Harry. I shouldn't even be talking to someone that reminds me of him.

"Why do you hate me?" He asked, laughing.

"Because you're a jerk." I answered truthfully.

"You're stuck up, yet I don't hate you." He continued, as he finished his joint and got another one out.

"Thanks." I said, sarcastically.

"Honestly, I think you don't like me because I don't show you any attention like everyone else." He laughed again.

"That's not true." I gasped again.

"We both know it is, princess. Everyone's being hella fake to you and you know it, but you don't care because you like the attention. I think you're a spoiled prude who enjoys the attention and hates it when someone doesn't acknowledge your majesty's presence." He said, smirking.

I didn't say anything, I was too offended to say anything. So I got up and started to leave quickly and Zach was there anyways signaling me with his head to leave as he had his jaw clenched, but I tripped and almost fell. Skate caught me and helped me up, though. I would have rathered die than be saved by him.

"Be careful, princess. It would be a shame for you to die, you have a nice ass and I'd like to see it again." He smirked, again. I wanted to slap the smirk off his face. But I didn't. I just rolled my eyes, and went to the window where Zach was waiting for me, and looking at me suspiciously.

"What was that about?" He asked as soon as I got off the window.

"What was what about?" I asked.

"You staying with him all alone here." He snapped.

"I was sitting there all alone until he came to smoke a joint and we just kept arguing to make one of us leave the roof. That's it." I answered.

"Didn't look like you two were just arguing." He said, frowning.

"You know how much I hate his guts so knock it off." I huffed as we got to the front door.

He didn't answer me, so we walked back to my place in silence and he kept walking towards his, without even coming up to my appartment.

I didn't mind, though. So I went back home and cried myself to sleep for no reason.