Decisions (Harry Styles)

Chapter 34

JAMIE'S POV

When I woke up the next day, I felt extremly peaceful. That night on the boat has been perfect. Of course we had a small fight but with us, it's normal. I think our relationship would be boring if we didn't fight that much.

The weather outside was absolutly amazing. Fresh air filled my lungs and I felt refreshed and exhilarated. I started writing again. For the first time since the incident, my writing was hopeful. I didn't know why but I felt optimistic. I was starting to belive in myself. I knew that I could get over it. Of course it would take time, but knowing that I could gave me strength.

To be honest, Harry was helping me through that. Of course he didn't know what happened, but he was strong. He was getting over a hard heartbreak and now, the loss of his father. Still, he was able to keep his usual smirk and sense of humour.

I liked the fact that he didn't know what happened. I hated when people pitied me for what I've been through. Back in the days, my mom tried to help me with this. Instead of giving me strength, she pitied me. It was only pulling me down even more and I didn't need this at all. That's why I appreciate Harry's unaware help. He doesn't know what I've been through so he can only be positive.

I've cried a lot because of this. I even screamed. I've been upset and I've been down. But now it's over. I decided to stop feeling sorry for myself. I needed to go on. That's why I couldn't talk to people about it. I knew that it was going to make me go back to the place I decided to leave.

The sound of my phone took me out of my thoughts

Good evening sailor. How are you doing?

Sailor. I couldn't help but laugh at this silly nickname.

I'm great. And you captain?

I'm feeling amazing! Would you like to do something with me tonight?

What do you mean by "doing something"?

Well you know, what a boy does with a girl on a friday night. ;)

He could be so immature. But he was a guy so I forgave him.

Hey, I was only kidding. I just want to know if you'd like to come with me to a party with some of my friends tonight?

Did I want to go to this party? Not really. Did I want to see him? Yes.

Okay sure.

Great, I'll be there in 10 minutes.

With Harry, I always had to get ready fast. However, 10 minutes was enough for me. To be honest, I was really nervous about that party. I don't feel like Harry's friends are accepting me and I'm scared the party won't turn out the right way.

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We arrived inside the house and he led me to a small couch on the corner of the big living room. We sat and he was really calm.

"So this is your idea of a party with friends? Sitting on a couch?" I said, teasing him.

"What's your idea of a party? Drinking too much, going outside and kissing a guy without his consent?" he said, with an arrogant wink.

"Not at all. Crying in a bathroom until a stranger enters and jumps on me out of nowhere sounds better" I said, laughing at my own joke.

"Fine, I get it" he said, chuckling slightly. "Stay here, I'll get you something to drink"

He stood up and walked to the kitchen. As I was waiting for him, I saw Zayn coming closer to me. I could tell by his gait that he was totally drunk. My heart started beating faster in my chest. I knew how Zayn never has good intentions. He sat next to me and I just wanted Harry to come back really fast.