Don't cry, Harry.

Chapter 5: When he changed...

Harry's P.O.V.

I felt horrible. Like my world had just stopped spinning around the only thing that made me live, her. Kylie. I can't blame her. I slowly sit on my couch that looked out my window. That's when I saw her. She opened her window and hopped out. She always did this. I even did it with her last time I was over, which seemed like ages but was only a month ago. We layed out there at night and watched the stars. That night was the first time I kissed her. 

Kylie's P.O.V.

I tried to keep myself steady as I sat down on the roof. I looked straight across. There he is. Harry looked back at me with a sad smile. He slowly waved. I turned away. I saw him pick up something from the corner of my eye, but couldn't really determine what it was. My phone vibrated seconds later. 

New Text Message from: Hazza<3

Come over? Needa talk. x

I didn't reply. All I did was stare back at him. I know what he's thinking. He thinks just because I still love him deep inside my heart, I'll come back to him. I don't feel the same way, but I still need to speak what's on my mind, so I go. 

I ran my fingers through the keypad. I pressed OK, and the gate slowly opened. My house had been gated from the inside and outside for safety reasons. The boys' did not, however, so I knocked on the door. 

"Come in!" I heard Harry yell. I twisted the knob open and looked around. No one was home. Except for Harry, I mean. 

"Hey." He whispered. He sat alone on the white sofa, Sponge Bob turned on and Nandos all over the coffee table. I can see Niall was in here. He slowly got up, and I suddenly felt myself walk into him. His left hand wrapped around my waist, and the other in my hair. 

I wrapped both of my arms around his waist, and I felt my body melt. My face was burried in his muscular torso, my head resting on his shoulder. My heart stopped. I couldn't let go. It would be to hard. His face leaned on my own shoulder as he breathed.

That's when I started crying.

I pulled away. "Why are you doing this?" I asked, crying even harder. 

"Wha-what?"

"Why, Harry? Why now?!"

"Kylie, I don't understand..."

"WHY NOW, HARRY?!" I practically screamed. "You ignore me for a month, and now, all of a sudden, we're back EXACTLY where we left off before you left me."

"But-"

"I would rather have you just ignore me, than you breaking my heart OVER AND OVER AGAIN!"

Harry shut his eyes. "What-what, i-if ii du-dont?" He whispered between breaths. 

I shrugged, shaking my aching head. He cupped my hand in his hands and brought me closer to him, his hot lips slamming into mine. The butterflies, the feeling I never thought I would ever get again, intesely flew around my stomach. God damn it.