Aishwarya's POV
I gasped at the sight of her. All the anger and hatred that I had been carrying around, vanished into thin air as she stood in front of me.
"Hi," I spoke without thinking.
"Hey," Zayn replied with a smile as Perrie stepped towards me.
"I'm-" she started.
"No, don't be Per. I understand." She looked sad and distressed and right now I felt sorry for her rather than expecting to hear one from her.
"Do you forgive me then?" She asked with a weak voice.
"I never blamed you in the first place. Truthfully, a part of me did but not anymore." I smiled gleefully and even stepped up to hug her. I really didn't think she was the cause of the problem.
"Thank you," Zayn mouthed at me so Per couldn't hear. I blinked to acknowledge it.
"You're wonderful." Perrie exclaimed and it made me reminisce why in the first place I didn't think she destroyed my relationship with Harry.
Because my love was never enough. Never strong enough. And now that I think about it, all I see is emptiness in Harry's words and plain lust. And since the fault lied in what we shared, no one could be held responsible for breaking it up.
"You too," I replied.
"Hey," Harry greeted the couple.
"What about Liam and Niall?" I asked no one in particular but Zayn replied.
"They're with the management, sorting the Rebecca-trouble."
My gaze instantly got fixed on Perrie who again wore an apologetic look and then to Harry, who did the same.
"Perrie, stop. Okay?" I took her hands in mine and whispered to her. "What she did was not your fault. Nothing was. She's an attention seeking bug and she tried what she could to do that. I love you, so does everyone here. Even Eleanor."
Harry nodded in approval but she didn't look satisfied.
"Yes, Aishwarya's right. We love you." Eleanor added as she emerged from her room.
"Thank you, guys." She muttered and hugged us both. "I love y'all too. So much."
Minutes into our little reunion, Zayn received a call that said we were needed at the management office. We had to be told what further had to be done and I needed to know what damage control steps had been taken. So I left with Zayn and Perrie while Harry stayed behind with Eleanor.
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Eleanor's POV
My phone rung once I was done with dinner, and found Louis' number on my caller id. Harry sat in front of me, since he and I were together on the dinner table, I mouthed 'Louis' at him. He nodded and left the room to give me some privacy.
"Hello?" I spoke.
"El." His voice held emotions I couldn't quite decipher. "I'll be home in an hour."
I nodded and cut my end to tell Harry about it.
"I'll leave. You need to sort things out with him," Harry said. "Good luck and stay strong, babe."
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I stood in front of the mirror and ran my fingers, delicately, across the stoned necklace Louis had brought me. I couldn't understand why but as soon as he stepped inside the house, he gave me the present and jumped into the shower.
I touched the little black shiny studs and smiled because I knew what was going to happen. After he'd come out, he'd kiss me and talk to me all about it. Louis is just using the shower time to think of what he's going to say to break us up. I know him too well to judge.
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Resistance (Harry Styles)
FanfictionHaving her heart broken by none other than Harry Styles, several times, will Aishwarya be able to mend herself again or have herself drawn back to his irresistible charms? Short Story #95 / Fan Fiction #344