Broken || Harry styles

Chapter 20

Kinda important a/n at the end Xx

Song for the chapter:

One Direction // Through The Dark

I wake up with Harry's arms wrapped tightly around my torso, his breath fanning onto my neck gently. His curls tickle my ear and jawline as I quickly unwind myself from him.

"Morning love,"Harry speaks startling me. I turn to face him again. His eyes are still closed his lips are slightly parted. One eye flickers open immediately landing on mine.
"Morning," I speak quietly.

"I'm sorry." I say.

His other eye opens before speaking. "For?"

"Yesterday, I shouldn't of yelled at you. I'm sorry."

"It's fine, really. I understand." He speaks softly. But no it's not fine. I think to myself instead of saying it out loud I just nod.

***

"How'd you sleep?" I ask immediately regretting it. He was having nightmares of course he didn't sleep well Melody. I mentally scold myself

"Really good actually, thanks to you," he says lifting his face up to meeting my gaze. I give him a shy smile before stuffing my face with food to avoid having to talk.

"So my nightmare," Harry starts, surprising me. "If I want you to be open with me, I have to me open with you." He continues. I nod, encouraging him to keep going.

He takes a shaky breath, closing his eyes momentarily. His muscle tense and sadness washes over his features. I reach across the table to place my hand on top of his. His eyes shift to our hands and I quickly retract my hand. He's quick to stop me grabbing my hand lacing his fingers through mine. He looks at me asking if this is okay and I nod slowly. He smiles.

He clears his throat, taking another deep breath before beginning. "I was eight and my aunt came to visit. She still lived in England and she comes down to California once or twice a year. Anyway I asked her if she could take me to go get ice cream and of course she said yes. It was about ten at night when we left. We were driving back from Walmart when a car swerved into our lane and it us head-on. She flew through the windshield at the impact and it killed her instantly. It was later discovered she wasn't wearing a seatbelt. I was which is why I survived the crash with a few bruised bones and a slight concision."

"Harry, I'm so-" I start

"Don't be." He tells me with a weak smile.

"The nightmares started a week after her funeral. I've always blamed myself for her death and that's why the nightmares started, I was drowning in guilt, and still am. I haven't had them for about two weeks up until last night"

Harry's P.O.V

"It's not your fault Harry," Melody says.

"If I didn't ask for fucking ice cream she would still be alive. So yes Melody, it is my fault."

"Harry."

"Melody."

"I-I I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault babe. It's been ten years, I'm okay now" Her eyes search for mine she looks like she wants to say something but she shakes her head and nods.

***

Melody's P.O.V

"Hey Mel can you hand me my black jeans? They're hanging in the closet." Harry ask stripping off his shirt causing me to avert my eyes quickly to the closet in search for black pant Harry asked me for.