Chapter 18

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   Cuddling up with Styles was normal. Something that crawled its way into Leigh-Ann's routine after her break up with Justin. With her head against Harry's muscular chest and her hand rubbing up and down the length of his arm, teasing some veins in the process, she couldn't help but fall asleep after multiple attempts of asking was he okay. Soon after Ann dozed off, Harry removed his hand from her free flowing hair and sniffed. With both of his hands he wiped away the tears on his face and let out a shaky sigh. Pulling Leigh-Ann up from the floor, he placed her on the left side of him, brushing back a few strands of her hair before placing a gentle kiss onto her forehead. Sighing he ran his trembling fingers through the length of his hair before standing. Grabbing a folded blanket from the love seat adjacent to the sofa, he drew it open before tucking his friend into it.
      Harry found himself on the shower floor, ice cold water cutting his bare back. His lips were parted as he drowned himself in the substance. His growing locs stuck to his freckled skin, not daring to separate. He found himself wandering off into space as he stared down at his toes. Usually he was able to clear his mind but he was constantly thinking of Leigh-Ann. She was basically the core of his life. His artwork and the internship at hand were essentially important to him as well but Leigh-Ann was what he'd put all of his time into if he had to. He simply couldn't remove her from his frame work, even though he felt the urge to do so. Her issues however, were his and it was stressing him out. (S)he was dragging himself into this deep hole, the more he focused on the situation at hand. It was almost as if he was the one that was broken hearted and was left to mend his heart back together himself. Chuckling in disbelief he realized he was the one left mending a heart. Maybe not his in particular, but hers.


          A towel was loosely wrapped around his waist, his v-line exposed. Dragging a palm along the length of the semi fogged mirror, he sighed and examine himself. He looked so dull, Ann's pain embedded into his temple. Tightening his jaw, he opened the bathroom door and walked down the small hall way, turning into the bed room and heading towards his dresser. His mind was everywhere and he knew just the way to clear it. Throwing on a pair of boxers and a simple white tee, he slapped on some deodorant and lotion before searching for his adidas joggers. He knew he had to go for a run. At least before his best friend had an emotional break down and triggered one of his own. Running was essential to him or at least it once was. It was an activity that was now foreign to him.
    Harry quietly rushed to get ready. Although, the sun didn't plan on rising for a few more hours he wanted to freshen up as if it was going to. After he slipped on some socks he went back into the bathroom and brushed his teeth, avoiding his reflection in the process. Spitting into the sink and rising his tooth brush off one more time, he turned the sink off and put the toothbrush back in its holder. Before he headed down stairs he dried his hands on the hand towel and flicked off the lights. Licking his lips he went over to Ann and stared at her for a moment. She looked so peaceful, so at ease as she was curled up in a ball. Her lips were slightly parted and dried up tears covered her cheek that was visible. Furrowing his eyebrows he lowered himself and drew his thumb against the length of her tears before placing small kisses on each of them.

"I'll be back soon. I'm not leaving you. I love you." He mumbled not only to her but himself as well before he grabbed his keys off of the counter top, slipped on his tennis shoes and walked out of the unit.

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