Strong.

Chapter 13

one more chapter left after this one.

also i havent had the chance to edit this one yet so bare with me.

The walls were spinning by the time I made it to the top of the stairs. I practically ran into my room, I heard Vanessa following me. She came and sat beside me on the floor, where I was a crumpled mess. I couldn’t understand why this was happening, I have asked myself this question a lot.

“Abby, I- I don’t even know what to say.” Vanessa stated and to be fair, neither did I. I shook my head at her and just sat, staring blankly at the wall in front of me.

What seemed like hours later there was a knock on the door and Vanessa and I looked up when we heard yelling between Harry and whoever was at the door.

“NO YOU CAN GO THE FUCK UP THERE AND EXPLAIN IT TO HER NICK. THIS IS YOUR FAULT.”

“You agreed to take the bet.” Nick said before we heard footsteps on the stairs. Nick walked in the open door and Vanessa got up to leave. Harry was waiting outside the door and tried grabbing Vanessa’s arm so he could ask her about me. She turned swiftly and pointed a finger in his face. “Don’t.” She said before descending the stairs. I got up and slammed the door, turned on my heal and crossing my arms and looking at Grimmy annoyed.

“Okay, just let me tell you the whole story.  I was with Harry the night of the concert where he got your letter. I said ‘If you call and ask that girl out I’ll give a grand.’ He agreed, and called you. Then when you agreed I told him if he could sleep with you I would give him another grand. After you slept together he told me, and when I offered him the money he wouldn’t take it. I kept asking him when he was going to ditch you. But he always just shrugged his shoulders. He loves you.” My fist connected with his jaw, and I screamed. “Get out. Get the fuck out.” Before I knew it he was out the door and Harry was beside me. Assuming I had forgiven him. But that wasn’t the case. It never would be.

“Wanna know something Harry? Life is weird. Have you ever heard the saying, ‘ Bad things happen to good people.’ It’s true. I have never hurt anyone in my life, I was a rebellious teen ya. But never bad enough to deserve to get fucked over like I have been the past few years. When Darcy and I moved to London, I thought things were finally looking up again. I left Andrew in the US. I was free. But then he came back and he killed my baby and he killed a part of me. Then slowly things started to look up again. Then when you proposed yesterday I was so happy. Things were finally perfect. But our relationship was a lie. This entire time. It was a game to you. It was a bet, and my virginity Harry how could you? How could you take something that meant so much to me? It was meant for someone who loved me and that’s not you. When you were on top of me fucking me that day, what went through your head? I don’t even want you to answer that. I don’t even want to speak to you. I let you in Harry. I let myself love again. Just to be made into a joke, AGAIN. Maybe this is my fault though. What was I thinking? Harry Styles would actually want to date me. Of all people. Of course it was a joke, I should have noticed. You can be dating models obviously you wouldn’t choose me. I was naïve Harry. I was stupid.” I said as tears streamed down my face. I walked to my closet, and took down the stupid purple overpriced suitcase of mine and stuffed it with the over price shoes and clothes I didn’t need. I took the matching purple toiletries bag and shoved that full of makeup and other small essentials. I walked back to my closet and pulled on a pair of uggs over my sweatpants and pulled a hoodie on as well. I lifted the suitcase after I strapped the toiletries bag to it and made my way out of the room. I made my way down the stairs and out to the car and put my suitcase in it. I turned and walked back inside. Grabbing my purse and saying bye to everyone.

“Where are you going?” Liam asked. I shrugged and everyone offered to let me stay with them.

“I’ll call when I figure out what I want to do.”

“Want me to come with you Abby? Please let me.” Vanessa asked me with sad eyes.

“No I kinda wanna be alone tonight. I’ll call you first thing in the morning. She nodded and I picked up a piece of paper and wrote a note to Harry, placing it on the table with my ring on top of it. And left.

HARRY’S POV:

I paced around the room for 15 minutes after I heard her pull out of the driveway. We’ll be okay. Im sure we will she just needs time.

Fuck Harry what were you thinking. I walked out of the room and down to the kitchen, pouring myself a tall glass of scotch and joining everyone else in the living room. I sat beside Liam, waiting for them to tell me how shitty I am.

That’s when my eyes met the shining piece of jewelry beside Vanessa. When I got up and walked closer I noticed it was the ring. And a note?

I opened the note slowly. Reading her beautiful handwriting, that had written the most heartbreaking sentence I’ll ever read. ‘please understand IF I see you again, don’t even say Hello.’

Abby’s POV 6 months later

“I know Vanessa I’ll be there, don’t worry.”

“Are you sure it wont be awkward?” She asked.

“Vanessa I’m sure. The boys are my friends and I made it very clear I never wanted to speak to Harry again. It’ll be fine. This is their first concert of their Stadium Tour. I wouldn’t miss it for the world. I’ll see you in COLOMBIA!” I shouted into the fun before making my way out of my flat and into the range rover that Harry wouldn’t take back. I drove to the airport. The concert was tomorrow and the boys were already there along with Vanessa.

 The flight was long, and the driver could barely get into the hotel with all the fans surrounding it.

As far as I knew Harry didn’t know I was coming. I looked so different I couldn’t wait to see is face when he sees me. Fucker. I straightened my hair and colored it red, I had contacts in and my eyebrows looked fabulous. I had on a knee length black dress and strappy white wedges. When I climbed out of the car I grabbed my white suitcase and made my way inside, and to my room. I texted Vanessa and told her to come up and get me. When I opened the door to the hotel she hugged me. I smiled and for some reason was crying a bit.

“Guess what.” She asked me.

“Hmm?” I answered as she led me into the elevator.

“Liam is single.” She said with a wink. I laughed, Liam was a cutie. But I couldn’t. Maybe I could.

He wouldn’t. Would he? Why was I thinking about this? Ugh.

When we walked into the big open room, Niall ran across the room and lifted me up and spun me in a hug. Each of the boys hugged me and we sat down and started to talk. I still hadn’t seen Harry which I was grateful for. Almost on cue, he walked in the room with a small blonde. She looked like a bitch. “Who is that?” I whispered to Vanessa and she shrugged. I looked up at Harry and his eyes connected with mine. He looked so shocked, but terrified. “Who is this young lady?” Louis asked trying to stir up trouble I took a sip of my wine waiting for him to answer.

“Erm, my girlfriend.” I spit my wine out, I was so shocked and I didn’t mean too. I was coughing hysterically and Vanessa was patting my back. When I was finally breathing again she went around and hugged everyone. Vanessa was being a sassy little shit and shook her hand. I on the other hand didn’t even look at her when she came to me. Whatever. She was wearing this trashy pink dress that her ass cheeks were showing out the bottom. I couldn’t help rolling my eyes evertime she spoke.

“So, where did you find this one Harry? Which corner?” I was drunk and thought I was hilarious. Everyone laughed beside Harry and the skank. I was so annoyed with them by the end of the night, she couldn’t keep her tongue out of his mouth and I was gonna retaliate. I had too.

After the show was over and everyone was safely back into their hotel room I left mine with a bottle of champagne and knocked on Liam’s door. He opened it in just a pair of sweatpants. Oh my god.

“Busy?” I asked and he smiled before letting me in.