Love You More Than This (Harry Styles fanfiction)

Missing Harry

I walked into my room

and tossed my glasses on the

vanity. I groaned then fell on my bed and covered

my face with the pillow. My mind was going

crazy, thinking of Harry and Brandon and today

ughhh! I was frustrating myself with something

that I knew would never happen, could never

happen. I needed to be faithful to Harry because

after all, at the end of the day, he is my boyfriend.

Real or not, we made a commitment to each other,

we needed to stay faithful. I laid on my bed and

thought about the possibilities of what could be

happening at my house right now. Harry could be

playing video games with Liam or they could be

eating dinner somewhere, but who'd eat dinner

this late at night? I put my hands over my face as I

could feel the tears stream down my face. When I

agreed to go with my aunt, I never knew missing

Harry would hurt so much. I missed his kisses,

smiles, touches, just him in general. I looked at my

phone, no new messages.

Harry's P.O.V

Ever since Pratty left the temperature has

dropped drastically (why is summer not showing up,though it is summer ,why is it 3 degress celsius), she left at the wrong time yet

the right time. Right time because she doesn't have

to endure the coldness but wrong time because

she's not here to keep my warm. The house has

surprisingly been extremely quiet without her, it's

like if there is a piece missing that needs to

return. I sat in the guest bedroom with the t.v on,

bored out of my mind. I want to text her so bad

just to see what she's been up to but that seems a

little bit to clingy I would say. I texted her last

night, saying good night and haven't texted her

since. I picked my phone up and stared at the

screen, secretly hoping she would text me first but

nothing came my way. Maybe she's out having fun

with her cousin. By the looks of it that Valerie girl

looks like a party girl so I don't doubt it. I put my

phone down then picked it up 5 minutes later, no

new messages.

Pratty's P.O.V

I laid in my bed with the light off, listening to

the waves of the ocean crash onto the floor. I

decided to go out onto the balcony and do some

thinking. I got out of my bed and walked out