Broken ( Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 16

AN: WARNING THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT!

MAY CAUSE EXTREME FEELS!! READ AT OWN RISK ;)

Chapter 16

“Hello,” I answered my phone with a groggy voice.

“Nicky,” a voice called my name. It was too early for me to even funcition and recognize whose voice it was.

“Uh yeah,” I answered, “who-”

“It's Liam. I just called to tell you that Harry turned up. I am not sure what happen to him and he won't tell us anything, but he is safe and mad as hell.” He said.

I forgot to call him and let him know that Harry was here. They must have been so worried. I should have at least called him to let him know even though Harry wouldn't want that. I don't understand what the big deal is. His friends care about him and they love him. He should be grateful for that.

“Oh Liam I am so sorry. I forgot to call you last night and tell you he was here.” I said.

“He was?” His voice showed confusion.

“Uh yea. He called me and asked if he could stay the night,” I said.

“Well that is odd because he just said he was at Kaya's.” He said.

“Oh well he left in the middle of the night without saying goodbye, may I add. Anyways I am glad he is safe. Tell him that I am not a hotel and sorry again for not letting you know,” I was angry now.

“Ok,” he said then hung up the call.

I laid on my back looking up at the ceiling. He went back to her. After getting attacked by her boyfriend and being here with me; he went back to her. My heart began to ache and I could feel the tears starting to build up in my eyes. I didn't want to cry. I shouldn't cry. It wasn't like Harry and I were even together anyways. There was no reason for me to feel this way, yet I couldn't help but feel this way.

I couldn't help but feel played with and betrayed. Here I am lying in my bed thinking about him while he is rolling around some other girls bed sheets. I couldn't help but feel this aching feeling in my heart. How could I have been so foolish to think that maybe Harry and I had something. The saddest part out of all of this is that I was well aware of Harry and his ways.

I let out a frustrated sigh, then stood up to go in the shower. It was still too early to even be awake, but now that I was awake and my head was roaming around with all of these thoughts of Harry, there was no way I would be able to go back to sleep.

I stood in front of the mirror examining myself. My blonde hair had lost it's shine and I had bags under my eyes. No wonder Harry left last night. I looked absolutely hideous.

I splashed some water on my face trying to stop thinking about Harry. Why was he constantly on my mind. I should be hating him. He has been nothing, but rude since i've met him.

I stripped off my clothes then stepped in the shower hoping that the warm water would wash away all thoughts of Harry. I began to wash my hair closing my eyes ad trying to relax. The water felt nice as it washed away the shampoo from my hair. It was relaxing to just be here on my own and having all the troubles be washed off by the water.

As I begin to wash my body I heard a noise coming from outside of the bathroom. There was someone in my room. I quickly washed off and turned off the shower head. I stepped out of the shower carefully stepping on the mat so that I wouldn't slip. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my soaked body. I began to hear some more noises again.