A Smile Can Hide It All (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Jane and Heart Pain

Stella's POV:

Stupid phone.

I should've just kissed him before.

Now things are really going to be awkward.

But I guess I just have to pick up.

I picked up and heard his voice.

My mood immediately lighted up.

"Oh hey Harry!" I said happily.

I told Ty I'd be back and he just nodded lightly.

I walked back to my room and layed on the bed.

"How was your flight?" I asked.

"It was good, thank you." He replied.

"I had a dream about you last night." I said.

"Oh really?" He asked, and his voice sounded surprised.

"Yeah. You were wearing a onsie and you were riding a huge donut on a lake." I said, laughing and I could hear him laughing too.

"W-Why would you d-dream that?!" He asked in between laughs.

"I don't know! It was hilarious, really."

"I can imagine." He said and let out a chuckle.

"How are you doing?" I asked, changing the subject.

"I'm doing good. I'm going to Gemma's graduation." He said, and he sounded genuinely happy.

"Oh that's great, tell her-"

"Hey Stella! Uh do you want me to order some pizza?" Ty said, interrupting our conversation.

"Hold on a second Harry." I said into the phone.

"Yeah sure. Half mushroom and half whatever u want."

"Alright." Ty said, leaving the room.

"Was that Ty?" Harry asked.

"Oh. He's at your place? Isn't it like 7am over there?" Harry asked.

"Yeah. Jane isn't here so he spent the night." I explained.

"Oh.." He mumbled.  "Wait, where's Jane?" He added, after a few seconds.

"Um, she fainted yesterday and we had to put her back in the hospital." I said quietly and there was a short silence.

"I'm sorry Stella. I really hope she gets better." He said honestly and I smiled sadly even though he couldn't see me.

"Thanks. I do too. Well I'll talk to you later! Tell your sister I said congratulations." I said.

"Alright bye." He said and the line went dead.

I walked back out and I found Ty sitting on a chair on the kitchen table.

He hadn't seen me yet and he was looking over at the family pictures on a shelve.

I got upset evertime I saw the picture of Jane, me and our parents.

That was the only picture I had.

I was about 2 years old and Jane was about 4.

That picture was taken a few months before my parents became horrible people.

My dad was carrying me over his shoulders and we were both laughing.

My mom was holding Jane's hand and they were both laughing too.

I felt my eyes water.

Why was my life so unfair?

I didn't understand.