When He's Gone. (A Harry Styles Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Five ~

That Skype call ended me. He just sat there, looking at Taylor, ignoring me completely. I'm going to text him, EXACTLY what I think. My phone just beeped, signifying I had a text. It was probably Niall.

No. His name -Harry- lit up the screen.... I felt sick. I didn't know whether to open it or not and when I did I was shocked.

Hey baby ;)<3 oxoxoxoxoxoxox

Wait, what? He seriously just expects for me to go back to how we used to talk, all loving and perfect. After what just happened. Is he for real?! Just as I type my reply, it beeps again, and another message from Harry comes through. Jeez, I've waited almost a week for him to text me... And now I get two messages in thirty seconds.

Sorry, that was for Taylor.

Oh. I breath in and out deeply. Leah, stay calm.... Stay calm... Sta- I scream. I shout. I tuck myself up into a ball against the cold wall. I truly had lost him. Okay this is it this time, that was his last chance to prove that this long distance relationship could work- and it didn't. End of. I'm glad I'm home alone otherwise my mum would be concerned, and probably enrol me in anger management.

Harry. You promised me that this long distance friendship thing would work, and it isn't. Well I don't think so anyway. What have I done? You couldn't even look at me on Skype because you were to busy staring at Taylor, too busy to even say hi to your best friend. I give up Harry I really do. I've had enough. I can't do it anymore. I've cried more in the last week than I ever have in my whole lifetime and you promised you'd do anything to stop me crying. And do you want to know why? It's because not only I'm jealous of Taylor having all of your attention, but because I love you. There... I love you, I'm in love with you, whatever.

Before I can change my mind I send it. Once it's sent, I go crazy. Having regrets at telling him how I truly felt. Would he reply? Would he ignore me, forever? I chucked my phone across the room, in anger. I was angry more than anything, that he was becoming so cold with me. I wouldn't mind if I had actually done something or he gave me a reason, but this was irrelevant, and down right ignorant.

Paranoia took over and I begin to panic. I shouldn't have confessed it so early. I should've waited for it to be face to face. Wait no, that would have been more awkward. At least I would have seen his reaction. My rapid breathing increases and I'm surprised I'm not having a heart attack. I get up and go to the bathroom, to the medication cabinet- behind the mirror. I reach out for the tablets and swallow three, even though I was only supposed to take one. Oops. It was needed right now. What if he's replied?!

My eyes widen, as I slowly approach my room, as if I was hiding from an axe murderer. Taking a deep breath, my eyes prickle with tears as I realise I've just messed up mine mad Harry's relationship big time. I bend down, reaching for my phone. Taking a moments hesitation I give up and open my inbox.

[1 message received]

This is the moment. I inhale deeply, holding my breath as I open it.

I realised that this wouldn't work but I didn't want to hurt you, so I thought if I acted horrible you then you would get over me, move on and find a new best friend. But I think we've both realised our feelings for each other now. I told Taylor. She's annoyed with me right now, and it made me realise I love her, and I can't lose that now, especially when she's on tour with us. I'm sorry, maybe it's best if we don't talk for a while. Haz x

We..not talk?! I'm confused, he basically told me he had feelings for me, but then told me he's doing nothing about them because he loves Taylor. I clench my teeth together, and dial a number quickly.

"Hello" his groggy voice answers. By now tears are streaming down my face.

"I-it's Leah" I sniff, biting my lip, already regretting this decision.