Who Won The Girl (Harry Styles)

Chapter 46

This fanfic is coming to an endddd unfortunately, hope u guys like the few upcoming chapters! Vote and comment<3

[Harry's P.O.V]

I hesistate beore I enter the house- do I  really want to go in there when Ross is there? I decide against it and I end up in front of Alexis' house. I text her to come out and she's down in seconds.

''Hey, all good?'' Her beautiful face lightens up at my arrival. 

''All good,''  I smile. ''Do you want to have dinner at mine? I don't think I can stand being in that house with just him,'' 

''Him?'' Her eyebrows knit in confusion. ''Ah, him,'' She nods when she remembers. 

''Yeah..'' I pick on my fingernails. 

''Yeah, yeah, sure.'' She rushes her words after we both doze off; looking around for her jacket. ''I'll be back in a second,''

I wait at the doorstep whilst she hurries upstairs and Megan eyes me and forces a smile whilst walking past. I always get the vibe she doesn't like me; which in all means, is understandable. The only time I speak to her is when I need something.

''Let's go,'' Alexis slips on her boots. We walk out of the backgarden to mine, entering from the kitchen. The view of my mother crying on the couch and Gemma comforting her becomes the centre of attention.

''What's happened here?'' Alexis and I say unison.

My mother looks up in panic and wipes the tears with the tissue that looks like it's been used repeatedly, Gemma continues to rub her back and doesn't even look at me.

''Mrs. Styles?'' Alexis finally breaks the silence. ''Are you okay? If you want me to leave-''

''No,'' My mum interrupts her and sniffs. ''I-I want you both to know something,'' 

At this point; I'm panicking now. Gemma looks completely off and the fact that Alexis is staying is saying something. Where's Ross? Why is he not here? Dave must've said something to my mum- I know it, it can't be this serious. But look around you, my subsconsious taunts me. This is definitely serious.

 ''Ross- Ross, he-'' My mum stutters before breaking down again. She nods at Gemma and she clears her throat.

''He's a Psycho. Ross is a psycho, Harry.'' No humour or sarcasm is evident in her tone, she's being serious. Serious? How can Gemma be serious? Alexis gasps and the words can't seem to come out of my mouth.

''He can't- he's not,'' I shake my head and let the guilt slowly eat me alive.

''How can he? How can he be a..how can he?'' Alexis refuses to even say the word and walks over next to my mother, putting her arm around her shoulder. 

''He told me about everything this morning, the whole silly back and forth between you all, the plan. Everything. He said he couldn't take hiding things anymore. That's when I realised he's been doing this before, he has a problem. I tried to convince myself my mind was just playing tricks, but I took him to therapy today anyway, better safe than sorry?'' She takes a deep breath. ''And that's it. They  took him away from me, to a mental institute.'' 

''He told you?'' I choke out.

I realised he's been doing this before, her voice replays in my head and it hits me. 

Year six;

''Katie, Harry sucks his thumb when he's sleeping,'' Ross puts his hands behind his back and bites his lip as Katie and I continue with our board game.