insanity // h.s

two

Song Of The Chapter;

I Can't Make You Love Me, Bon Iver (Cover)

Harry's POV

It took me a whole week.

A whole week to finally man up and call her.

I mean, she was right. One-Hundred percent right when she said how sometimes talking to strangers is easier than talking to someone close to you. At least with situations with these it is.

I mean, everyone who I know, knew her in some way. It seems like whenever I talk about her, they always try to relate and act like they knew her more than I did.

And they didn't.

No one knew her the way I did, and no one will. We loved each other in a kind of way that was almost unhealthy.

She was my life. My every thought is consumed by her, and has been since the day I met her.

She was perfect. She saw me and loved me for me. I was such an ass to her in the beginning, but she kept pushing until eventually I just had to admit that I had feelings for her that weren't going away.

She was smart, and funny, and so damned infatuating that it almost suffocated me at times.

No one loved her like I did. I know it sounds selfish, but it's the truth.

I would give anything to hold her in my arms again, to hear her laugh, just to see her smile.

But I can't have that. And how am I supposed to explain that to someone who thinks they loved her like I did?

I am so sick of hearing 'I know how you feel' and 'we loved her too' any time I even try to express my feelings about the whole thing.

No one knew her like I did. No one loved her like I did. No one.

Angrily, I pick up my phone and punch in Addie's number. It rang three times before I heard her pick up.

"Hello?" She said, well, more like shouted. I could barley hear her over the loud music in the back ground.

"Addie," I answered, "it's um Harry, Harry Styles? From the coffee shop last week?"

She didn't respond right away, but I did hear some more loud noises going on at the other end of the line.

"Is this a bad time?" I questioned, already regretting bothering her.

"What? No," she quickly responded, "my roommate is just being an obnoxious little brat, that's all,"

"Hey, I heard that!" I heard someone yell in the background.

"Yeah, you were meant to," I hear Addie casually responded back, "so, Harry? You okay?"

"Uh, not really. I was hoping we could talk..."

"Oh, yeah! Can I go over there? My dorm room isn't exactly the best place to be right now," she explained, obviously referring to her 'obnoxious roommate'.

"No! I mean, we could meet up somewhere?" There's no way I'm letting her into this apartment. This isn't a place for strangers, this was mine and Katherine's place and it will stay that way.

"I can't really think of anywhere to go... Except maybe a restaurant?"

"Oh, just let your boy toy come over here, I'm heading out anyways," her roommate comments, shutting her music off.

"Did you hear that?" Addie asks.

"Yeah, I got it. You sure that's okay?" I said while already slipping my shoes on.