Epilogue
-|15 years later|-
I sat on the couch in my front room, a scrap book pulled out sitting on the coffee table. I was flipping though the pages, smiling softly at all the pictures. They were of times long passed...
Times I sometimes wished I could still experience.
I was currently stopped on a specific page, his face still young...
He was still so young...
It was days like today where I wonder how my life would've been if he hadn't left me...
But he had... and there was no way to tell how it would've been...
So instead I can only imagine those days...
They could be a part of my dreams.
He was only alive in my dreams.
"Dad?" I looked up from the picture of Harry, biting my lip as I saw Lizzie standing on the other side of the couch.
"Hi there princess."
"Who's that?" She asked... She always asked this question, but I never truly ever had the strength to tell her. This time though... I owed her, if not even him as much as an explanation.
"Sit down? I think it's about time I tell you..." I patted the spot next to me, and she almost instantly sat down. She crossed her legs, looking at me with the identical set of blue eyes like mine. They held curiosity.
"So who is he?"
"He's your other dad. Really I guess you could say he was your real dad for a long time...."
"If he's my other dad... Where is he?"
"Dead... He died a long time ago Liz." I whispered, blinking back tears as I looked at her.
"Tell me about him?"
"His name was Harry Styles. I met him when I was 18, and I knew I was going to marry him someday..." And that's how I began our story. I launched into a tell of happiness but it quickly fell into despair.
I told her of the time he broke me....
I told her of the time I broke him....
I told her everything about him, to his favorite color, to the middle name of his first cat.
I told her a story about the only person in this world to ever truly love me.
It was this story, plus countless others...
I told her about how it all came crashing down...
The ending wasn't exactly the happiest of endings...
For in the end no one was truly fixed.
We were just a pile of broken pieces, slowly being put back together piece by piece.
But despite our cracks and chipped paint....
I could still say I was no longer broken.
This was the story about two boys, both of us broken beyond repair.
Harry Styles... He broke me, but to be fair... I broke him too.
"Why don't you fucking break me! Make me break Harold, I fucking dare you."
"How can I break something that's already broken Niall?"
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And that's the end of it. This story is officially finished. I know a lot of you aren't happy with the ending and all, that's fine. You don't have to like the ending. This story has taken a long journey, and I'm glad to say that we all went through it together. We've cried, screamed, and laughed a lot together, but sadly our journey has come to an end.It's gonna be a little hard getting used to not updating this story nearly everyday. I'm gonna miss it, but I'm gonna miss you guys more.
If it weren't for you guys, I would've probably deleted this story a long while back. I would've probably ended this story on chapter 24 haha.
When I started this story I didn't expect it to get this far at all. I was used to my stories getting 10k reads and maybe 200 votes by the time I finished them, but here we are with nearly 150k reads and 9k+ votes. I can't thank you guys enough.
The person I'd like to thank the most though is TogetherLikeTwoShips, if it weren't for her... I wouldn't have even posted this story. It would be sitting in my works until I finally just decided I was never gonna write it.
On a different note, this story is in the bromance awards if you wanna go over to that... The link is on my message board.
Now, as you all know there won't be a sequel, but there is still the prequel up. If you remember when I posted that little part I said it has an alternate ending than this one.... Just a hint, but you don't have to read it.
I also have other stories if you want to look at them, but I don't expect you to. At this point in time though, I think I might be done posting new stories. I have one other idea that I'm considering, but I think my time for fanfiction is slowly coming to an end.
But we never know, perhaps I'll find some huge inspiration yeah?
I'm going to leave you all now, and believe me when I say I suck at goodbyes.
For the last time,
Connie xx
PS: I love you xx

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