My Future (Harry Styles)

Chapter 12- Tacos

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Left a big cliff hanger in the last chapter haha

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Here's Chapter 12 guys :)

I usually wouldn't update on a Sunday night, but I've been busy this week and never updated on Thursday.

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So the chapter 13 will be updated on Thursday.

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"Wait, WHAT??"

I was shocked. My jaw fell to the ground when I heard Liam's words.

Liam just said Harry's ex committed suicide.

I'm so confused now.

"Just don't go running to Harry and talk about it. He's really sensitive about Aly." -Lou

"Ok, but why?"

"Well, no one really knows why. Harry called us up one morning, screaming , saying that she's dead." -Z

"How?"

"We really don't know. By the time we got there, her body was taken away and Harry wouldn't talk about it for months." -Lou

"Oh. Well I feel like a complete and total bitch.."

"Why??" -N

"Well, when we got home from the hospital yesterday, I wanted to confront him about the cuts on his wrist, but it turned into this whole argument and I said I'm glad Aly left you."

"Ohhh. That was a big mistake. Since he's drinking again, You might want to move out. Its not good for you to stay there." -Li

"I can't leave him. He was there when I lost my best friend for a month, broke my leg, and, I think he just needs someone to really help him."

"You think we didn't tried hard enough to help?" -Li

"Yes, I believe you did. But I think he's hiding something.."

"Like what?" -N

"I don't know, but, if it helps Harry in anyway, I'll find out."

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I grabbed the keys to Harry's house, struggling with the groceries.

A loaf of bread falls out of one of the bags but I don't care. I quickly opened the door and put the bags on the counter in the kitchen.

I look over and see Harry writing in a brown journal on the couch and he quickly throws it down, seeing me struggle with the groceries.

"Damn. That's a lot of food."

"Yea"

I just ignored him. Still pissed when he hit me yesterday, but that doesn't stop him from talking.

"Umm, can we talk about this please..?"

He said it in a quiet whisper and I looked over at him and he just looked like a little child. He stares at me with his green eyes.

"Sure Harry. Go ahead. There's nothing to talk about."

"Yes there is."

He pauses and he look down at his feet, nervously.