It's been 6 months since you and your boyfriend, Harry Styles of One Direction messy break-up. Messy in the sense that you two were a sobbing mess realizing that your three-year relationship wasn't working anymore. It mostly due to the constant distance between the two of you, since you were both constantly on tour, in a studio somewhere, or visiting family and friends. Tonight was the night of the Billboard Music Awards and the first time since your break up that you would be in the same room as your ex and a possible sighting. To say that you were extra nervous, this particular award show was an understatement. Not only could you possibly run into Harry, but you were performing your brand new, never heard single that was about your breakup.
Once you arrived and did all the red carpet things, you were shown to your seat, which just so happened to be in front of One Direction. Now your nerves were really getting to you. It was an official, you were going to see Harry for the first time. Luckily for you, the boys didn't get to their seats until just before the show started. During the host's opening monologue, you happened to look towards your left and you ended up catching Harry's eyes. He smiles a bit at you with a nod while you respond the same. Had he been staring at you...You thought. You didn't have much to think about before they came to get you to take you backstage to get ready for your performance.
After changing into a beautiful, flowy, white gown, touching up your hair and makeup, they take you out to the stage. You walk up to the microphone stand and you wait until they announce your name.
"And now it's time for one of the most, if not the most, anticipated performance of the night. She's nominated for 10 Billboard Music Awards tonight and she's here to perform her new, never before heard single. Please welcome to the stage, Y/N!" The announcer says.
The curtain then rises up, but you're still covered in darkness as the music starts up.
"If anyone asks, I'll tell them we both just moved on. When people all stare, I'll pretend I don't hear them talk. Whenever I see you I'll swallow my pride and bite my tongue. Pretend I'm okay with it all. Act like there's nothing wrong." You sing.
You continue to sing the rest of the song, closing your eyes as you feel tears starting to form in your eyes. However, once it gets towards the end of the song, you can't hold your tears anymore.
"I'm talking in circles I'm lying, they know it. Why won't this just all go away." You sing as tears are falling down your face. "Is it over yet. Can I open my eyes? Is this as hard as it gets? Is this what it feels like to really cry. Cry. Cry." You sing finally before the lights go down.
Meanwhile, in the audience. Harry was watching you the entire time. The boys look over at him at the end of your performance and see that he has tears in his eyes.
"Go to her, mate," Liam whispers. "Go make it right between you two."
Harry doesn't even have to take a second to think before he's up, out of his seat, and making his way backstage to you.
By the time Harry makes it backstage, he learns that you've already headed back to your seat. He sighs running his hands through his hair before going back to the boys and his seat. When he does, he looks over at you and then grabs his phone from his pocket. He quickly types on it before pressing send. He watches you, waiting for you to grab your phone and you do. You see his name pop up along with a message.
"Can we talk after the show, please?" He sends. You sigh looking back towards him. "Please." He mouths to you. You look down for a bit before finally nodding back to him. He smiles a bit before you turn back to the show.
The show was now over and people were casually making their way out of the door or towards the interviewing area, when Harry walks over to you and gently grabs your arm before you leave.
"Y/N." He whispers.
"We both have interviews to do, Harry." you say.
"I know, I just, I wanted to tell you that I'm going to send you my hotel room number and to just, meet me there when you can." He says.
"Okay. Um. I'll text you when I leave here." You say. He nods before giving you one last look before heading back with the boys.
All of your interview questions, were of course about the song you performed and if it was about your relationship with Harry, but you just said that it was about someone special and moved on. You were now finished and making your way back to the hotel, when you text Harry telling him you were on your way. You get to the floor that his room is on and find the number he texted you. When you get to the door, you bite your lip and take a deep breath, wondering if you could do this. You decide to knock on the door, when you realized that this is what you needed.
Harry answers the door, already changed into a t shirt and jeans, his award show attire, no longer in site.
"Hi." You say nervously.
"Hi." He whispers. You both stand there for a bit before he invites you in.
"So, uh, w-what did you want to talk about?" You say nervously looking out at the view from his window.
"I think we both know what I want to talk about." He says softly. You sigh turning around. "Before you say anything, let me say something." He says. You sigh nodding. "Y/N. We've tried this break thing. We've been apart for 6 months and it's not working. I'm miserable. I miss you like crazy. There are so many times I want to pick up the phone and call you just to hear your voice, but I know that I can't. Do you know that I still keep voicemails that you've left me and I replay them over and over again, when I miss you? I still have all of our texts on my phone and I reread them constantly because it's all that I still have of you. But doing all of that makes me realize that we were happy together. We were in love and we just gave up because it was getting too hard, but this-" He says pointing to the two of you. "This being without you and being away from you is harder and worse then what we were going through at the end of our relationship. And tonight-that song- that song was beautiful and I knew how you felt when you sang it because it's the same way that I feel about you. I just want you back, Y/N. I'm still in love you and I'm always going to be in love with you and that's why I can't be without you anymore... I can't." He says sniffling. "I don't want to be."
Tears were in your eyes as you watched Harry put all of his feelings out there. You wanted to respond in the same heartfelt way, but no words were coming out, so you did the one thing that you had been dying to do the entire night. You rush over him, wrapping your arms around his neck before kissing him. He responds to the kiss immediately, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer.
After a few minutes, you pull away and look up at him.
"I still love you too." You whisper. "I don't want to be without you either." You sniffle.
"You don't have to be. You don't ever have to be anymore." He whispers before leaning back down to kiss you again
before walking you both back towards the bed, where you spend the rest of the night.
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Harry Styles One Shot Collections
FanfictionA collection of One-Shots I've written over the years. There's a mix of all topics and concepts. Most are single posts, but a few may be more than one. I'll number them so you know! :)
