Half a Heart // h.s

Twenty Four

Jo's pov

     My head rests in Anne's lap, her playing with my hair. Since she's been here, we've been sitting in silence.

"So I'm guessing he told you?" Anne breaks the silence that has been comforting me for an hour.

"Tell me what?" I sit up, facing her.

"Ok, tell me exactly what happened last night." You were intrigued as to what Anne had said a few moments ago, but ultimately decided to let Harry tell you when he was ready.

"So ever since Harry was put into the band, we haven't talked much, we haven gone out, and I haven't seen him much at all. So when I asked him if he wanted to go out last night, he like flipped. So I said I felt like we weren't really in a relationship anymore, he responded with. He said that sometimes he wished that we weren't together anymore." I laid my head back down into her lap, im not crying anymore. I think I've run out of tears.

"Oh honey. He loves you, you know he didn't mean that." Anne starts playing with my hair again.

"Thats the thing. What if he did mean it? You don't just say stuff and it mean absolutely nothing, there has to be a shred of truth behind it."

"Jo, Harry loves you more than he loves himself. He's just going through a lot in his own mind right now, trust me. He loves you with every piece of him, he would fall apart without you by his side." Anne continues to try to fix what Harry had said.

I mean she's right, Harry has proved to me time and time again that he does love me. But why would he say something that he didn't mean at all?

"I love him so much. He's the best thing that's ever happened to me. He makes me so happy." I wipe off one last tear while sitting up.

I grab Anne's hand and pull into a big hug, shoving my face into her hair.

"Thank you so much for being here to talk to me. It's pretty obvious that this took a big toll on me." I kiss her cheek and we pull away.

"That's why I'm here, love. Mums are there to make you feel better."

"I love you mum"

"I love you too Jo."
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I lay in bed, looking out the window. I've been completely lost in thought since Anne left.

She said that Harry had something to tell me. But he hasn't said or even hinted at anything. Is that why he's been so weird lately?

I was so far gone in my own head that I didn't even notice when the door opened and a tired looking Harry stood behind me.

"I have to tell you something. You won't like it. I don't like it. But I have to  tell you." I jumped out of my daze and sat up in the bed.

     I put my pillow in my lap and wrapped myself up in the blanket.

"Well. Say it" my voice was shaky. I know that was probably rude, but after what happened, I'm in no mood for games.

"So you know on how the producers put me in One Direction." I just nodded along. I have nothing against the boys, they're all amazing. It's just that me and Harry have fallen apart. And it's because of the X Factor.

"Well, before they even officially put us in the band, they had this plan for us. They would form the group, the band would get big and..."

"And what Harry." I said, completely unamused

"They're making us move to America. Los Angeles to be exact." I felt my heart shatter and fall into the pit of my stomach.

I was so shocked, confused and hurt that all I could do was sit there. Staring at Harry with a blank look on my face.

The expression on my face was a perfect representation of how I was feeling. I felt empty, broken and lost.

"Please say something." Harry dropped to his knees in front of the bed, I could see the tears forming in his eyes as he slowly spoke.

"I- I can't. Why? When?" My mouth didn't work. The words came out in fragments as my mind exhausted itself trying to figure out how to react.

"They really want One Direction to be the biggest boy band out there. It's for our career. And well, you're not going to like this either. But, the move is planned for next month." Harry finished his sentence and started crying.

"You're going to break up with me aren't you." My dry throat scratched as I said those words I thought I would never have to say.

I don't know why I asked. I don't want to know the answer. This boy is everything good in my life, him and Oliver.

     Speaking of, my baby walks in, probably to lay down with me again. He's been by my side all day, it's almost like he can tell I'm upset.

"They want me to leave everything behind." Harry continued crying into his hands on the floor.

"Everything. Including me." All he could do was nod.

"Well shit." I ran out of tears hours ago, so all I can do is sit here and sulk in the information i was just given.

     Harry Styles has been my rock since Freshman year of high school. He's the one I would turn to for everything. He's the one that has helped me in more ways that I can list.

     Harry Styles asked me to be his girlfriend in the cheesiest way possible. He got me a fucking dog!

     Harry Styles is everything I could ever ask for. He's passionate, caring, handsome and he knows me better than I know my own self.

     We sit in silence as I try to process what I was just told. It doesn't feel real.

     Everything me and Harry have been through, everything that we had planned for the future, us. That's all going to go away.

     Harry is going to go away.
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Late update but hey, what's new. I had troubles writing this one because I was just so uninspired or whatever. But anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter and I'll see you lovelies soon

~S