Broken ( Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Harry's POV

A soft touch on my shoulder woke me from my thoughts. I looked up to find her sparkling eyes looking down at me.

“Hi Harry,” my name slipped out of her lips with out a care of the effect she has on me.

“What do you want?” I said coldly as I looked down at the ground avoiding her stare.

“I wanted to make sure you were alright. Ella told me what happen with Nicky,” she said taking a seat next to me. The cold breeze of the night hit us and I watched from the corner of my eye as she wrapped her arms around her torso trying to keep herself warm. It took everything in me not to wrap my arms around her and keep her warm.

I scooted away from her trying to keep as much distance away from each other.

“Well I am fine, so you can go now,” I said my tone harsh.

I felt her stare burning into me and I turned to look at her. There was pity in her eyes. I quickly turned to look away feeling angry. I didn't want pity from anyone and especially not her.

“Remember when Louis and you used to prank Janell and Niall,” she said her voice trying to lighten up the mood.

I stared at her confused. What was she trying to say?

She gave me a smile and continued, “I remember Niall and Janell were so into their make out session when you and Louis splashed them with water guns.”

I could hear the happiness in her voice as she remembered that day. That was a great day. Monica didn't think we would actually do it and when we did she was on the floor laughing. I remember that was the first time I ever heard her laugh that way and I loved it. Her laugh made me smile and made me want to make her laugh all the time.

I didn't want to respond to her as she asked me if I remembered because I did remember, but that was a part of me that I didn't want to relive.

“I still remember you laughing as Niall chased you boys down the hotel. Janell was-”

“What's your point Monica,” I interrupted.

She sighed staring at my angered expression.

“My point is Harry,” she began, “You've changed and I can't help but feel that this is my fault.”

Even though she was right and she was the reason why I was like this; I didn't want to her to feel guilty.

I looked away from her trying to hide any emotions from her.

“Harry I'm sorry,” she said slowly, “I never meant to hurt you. I know that what we did was wrong and-”

“You're wrong,” I cut her off, “What we did felt right to me. It never felt wrong.”

“Harry,” she sighed, “i am not going to lie to you and tell you that I didn't enjoy it because I did. I enjoyed every minute we spent together. At some point I even thought that maybe I was falling in love with you, but the way I feel when I'm with Danny it's different than what I felt when I was with you.”

I looked at her eyes as she spoke his name and I could tell she was in love. Her eyes sparkled and she even displayed a slight grin as she spoke about him. I could see her getting lost in thought. Thinking about him. My heart just ached as I watched her.

Her smile soon disappeared and was replaced with a frown. I watched as her eyes lost their glow and her expression softened.

“What we had was not love, Harry,” her words broke my heart, “I did care for you Harry, but I never loved you. It was all mostly lust Harry. No love.”