Fuck Buddies [Harry Styles Fan-Fiction]

Chapter 28

I pulled into the gravel driveway of the big building, I've preformed in more than once, only too see one other car already parked.

Why would someone be here on a Sunday?

Shrugging, I turned the keys to the car and pulled them out. I sighed as I stared off into space.

I shouldn't be here. Maybe I should just leave, this is all pointless.

But, I feel the need to chase her, I want her, I really do. All these crazy images of her flashed through my head, like a clique love story. Grunting, u pushed open my door and slammed it. Making sure to lock it, I marched across the gravel, into the giant building that held millions of memories.

Ridley-

I wandered into the building, I don't really know though, like, you know when you kinda black out and get lost in your head, but your body still does everything normally? that's what it was like. So here I am, on stage.

The seats were all empty, and it was completely black everywhere but where I turned a few of the lights on.

For some very odd reason, I thought about my parents. I haven't spoken to them in about a year. Are they happy, that I began singing... I love singing, the endrenaline you get on stage, the screams of people, the attention. It's literally a dream come true, but is it what's best?

"Ridley?"

I jumped out of my skin with the faint make voice behind me. Whipping my head around, I was face to face with the man, who I lied to while I said fate is true, and fate would bring us together.

I really didn't want to be with him.

I really don't want to be with him.

"Harry..." I waved, and forced a smile upon my lips.

"Funny seeing you here." he murmured, taking a few steps closer, he was now standing directly under the light, and let me tell you, what a year of puberty can do.

"Yeh. very." I looked to the ground. My lips becoming dry, due to how much I've been kicking them. Its a nervous habit.

"Look at me." Harry said, walking closer to me, taking my chin between his fingers, forcing my head up. "It's been a year." His green eyes gradually got darker. "This is fucking fate Ridley!" He shouted, I've never seen him this possessive.

"I-I've moved on" the words tumbled off my tongue before I could process them.

This is all happening so fast.

He ripped his hand from my touch, bringing his arms back down to his sides. Envy filled his eyes, and the slightest pang of irony smacked me in the face.

"I'm sorry." I whispered, not trusting my own voice.

"Sorry for what? Giving me false hope? telling me you loved me?" he laughed at his words. "I love the way you lie. it's just, it's just amazing." I looked at him dumbfounded. What the fuck?

"Harry I-" he interrupted me.

"I've been in fucking love with you, since day one." he met my gaze. my lips parted, slight puffs of air came out as my heart race quickened.

"I know." I said, no emotion added.

"Then what the fuck is your problem?" he walked closer. I placed my arms on his chest, pushing him away a bit.

"What do you mean what's my fucking problem Harry!? this is the first time I've seen you in a year! A year! and you start yelling at me on why I've screwed up? I know I've screwed up! its evident! I can't live with myself, knowing that everyday, I broke your heart. Knowing that every damn day I lied to you! Because every one of those stupid days, I've loved you even more." I covered my face in my hands, tears beginning to drip down my cheeks, which were already red due to the anger building inside of me. "fuck you Harry." I hissed, not daring to look up.

"Can you stop, for a second, and think." Harry placed his hands on mine, removing them from my blotchy eyes. He was gently, knowing not to mess with me. Fuck yeah.

"Think about what Harry? us?"

He stared at me, his hands still in mine. I tried to shake them off, but his grip was too tight (;

"Why are your walls up?"

"Because Harry." I can't tell him the truth. "because, I moved on." His face fell a bit, and I hi salty felt a little bad.

"I'm serious." he murmured, hot buying into my 'I moved on, and you should too' talk.

"Har-"

"Fucking tell me Ridley" he was now pressing me against the wall, his grip was on my wrists, and his body... inches from mine.

"I- Harry!" I shouted. No response, his eyes poured into my soul, and I felt like he knew the truth. "I've never.." i stopped, this is embarrassing. "I've never really loved anyone, and when I- I uh, started feeling that way for you, it was awkward and I'm not good in those kinds of situations." I looked down. this is so stupid. but I've never felt the way I do right now, with Harry's touch on mine, with anyone. He burns a fire in me, & every time I am near him, i feel Alive. I've missed this.

"Babe, that's it? thats why you ended things?" I nodded. the pang of guilt his my gut.

That's not the truth, but it'll buy me some time.

"Why didn't you just tell me?" I shrugged. if I spoke, the truth would come spilling out. "How long have you been in London?" he changed the subject. All that arguing was pointless. "Ridley?"

"Hmm?" I mumbled.

"How long?"

"Oh, I don't know, a few months."

"Cool."

I felt the warmness run down my cheeks. Harry's head shot

Up.

"Babe, what's wrong?" he loosened his grip on me. I shook my head.

"Nothing, it's nothing Harry, I need to go." I started walking away from him, then ran when he began to follow.

"Ridley!?" he shouted once we reached the parking lot again. by now the tears have created a pool on my face. "Ridley, wait!"

"Leave me alone Harry!" I shouted, not turning around but fast walking to my car. I pulled my keys from my pocket, I slid them in the lock and opened my door.

" Ridley, I'm not leaving again!" Harry said, pulling my arm back and pulling me towards him. His chest was rising and falling to a rapid speed and he puffed some minty air on my face.

Before I could object, his hand cupped my cheek as his other slid behind my head, his lips came in contact with mine, and I savored the feeling as best as I could. the fire ignited, and the electricity between us was pulling us closer.

"I love you" he sounded so desperate, so broken. My eyes filled with tears again.

Pushing him off of me, I got in my car, slamming the door and locking it I head Harry swear.

"Open the door! what the Fuck Ridley?" I shouted, trying to pull open the car door. I looked at him.

"I'm sorry." I mouthed, pulling out of the driveway. The tears exploded in my eyes.

How could I do this too Harry?

How could I do this too myself?

But, worst of all.

Why did I do that our child ?

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