IMPERFECT // H.S.

chapter30

Bella's POV

I woke up against a hard chest and it almost felt right for a moment, until I realized it wasn't Harry. I jumped at the thought, nearly pushing Niall off the bed.

"Niall! What the hell are you doing?!" I yelled, a bit too loud might I add.

"W-wha.... oh Bella I'm sorry it's the floor was so hard and I was so tired, you were asleep and I saw no harm in it..." he trailed off, looking for the words to say. I sighed, feeling sorry for him.

"It's alright Niall, just don't do it again please, I'm not over Harry and I'm just really upset...a-and I just miss him so much," I began to tear up.

"It's okay Bella, I get it, just please don't cry," he begged with a sympathetic smile. I showed him a small smile as I wiped my eyes dry.

"I'm sorry Niall, I just... I- I get so worked up when it comes to him," I laughed a little, trying to soften the mood.

"It's alright love," he promised with a smile.

I smiled at his sweet gesture and use of words. Even though Niall was sweet and handsome, I don't think anyone could make me feel like Harry has. Harry was like my paper weight, he held me down, even when he was going through a hell of his own. I admired him for that.

Harry's POV

The light coming through my window was extra bright this morning. I cursed as I stood from my bed and walked to my kitchen. My mother was sitting at the table with tea in her hands. I smiled at her warmly and she voiced a small "Hello love."

"Hey mum," I called from the cupboard.

"Yes darling?" She called back weakly.

"I'm headed out for an hour or so I have a few errands I need to run," I smiled. I hadn't told my mother about my phone, she'd be disappointed in how much my anger problems had effected me.

"Okay Love, ill just be here," she said, laughing a little. I shot a smile back her way as I picked up my broken phone and keys.

"I'll see you later on mum, I love you," I assured her, walking over to plant a kiss on the top of her head.

"I love you too, over the moon and to the stars," she smiled.

"Over the moon and to the stars," I repeated. I gave her one last wave, heading out the door. My mom had always said this to me, my whole life. When I was a kid I remember her saying it every night before I went to sleep. I smiled at the thought, those were happier times, before my mom was sick and before I had lost anything.

I pulled into the apple store parking lot, I needed this fixed. What if Bella tried to call? I don't know what I would do with myself if I discovered I'd missed a call from her.

"Hello there, how may I help you?" A petite, blonde haired woman asked.

"I threw my phone at the ground and I need some type of screen repair or something, shit I don't know," I explained, running my fingers through my hair.

"Ahh I see," she said with a concerned look.

"Well, I'll see what I can do for you handsome," she smiled and I rolled my eyes as she turned her back. I wasn't interested in anyone but Bella.She returned 15 minutes later with my phone in hand, still broken.

"I spoke with my manager and he says you'll need to ship it off for a repair," she smiled, handing it back to me. Damn it.

"Well how the shit do I do that?" I sighed.

"Here I'll get you a box and how bout you give me your phone number hot stuff," she smiled, biting down on her bottom lip.

"I have a girlfriend," I clipped.

"Oh, well she doesn't have to know," she smirked, walking her fingers up my chest slowly. I glared at her, challengingly.

"Hell no lady, just get me my fucking box would you," I growled, pushing her cold hand off of my body.

"Whatever dick," she scoffed throwing a cardboard box at me. I made a quick exit, nearly running to my car. I hated that I felt nothing with these women, no one but Bella.

Bella's POV

"So gorgeous," Niall started "what are your plans for tonight?" He smirked.

"Niall," I pleaded, "you're dating Josie," I reminded him.

"We are not dating Bella," he assured me, I sighed.

"Well what do you want then?" I pushed.

"You, me, giampietro, tonight, 8 o'clock," he smiled.

"Niall, you're insane," I laughed.

"I get that a lot, come one just go with me," he pleaded. "I owe you for letting use your floor....and bed," he smirked.

"Fine, I'll see you at eight then," I laughed, pushing him out the door.

Harry's POV

I unlocked my apartment door, walking into the living room. My mom wasn't sitting on the couch.

I walked to her bedroom to see her lying on the bed.

"Mum?" I whispered, no response.

"Mum?" I said louder. I walked around the bed to shake her a bit.

Here eyes shot open and she gasped for air.

"Harry, help me," she breathed. "I. Can't. Breathe."

"What!" I panicked. "Mum, Mum, listen to me, it's going to be okay," I yelled. I had no phone to call anyone. I ran outside to the street.

"Someone help me, please, my mums dying!" I screamed over and over. Someone stopped jogging and ran over to me.

"Are you okay bro?" He asked, I grabbed his wrist and ran up to my apartment.

I lead him to my mum's room, where she still lied gasping for air.

"Please, let me use your phone," I begged him. He handed it over to me and I dialed the emergency number.

"Hello, yes my mum can't breathe," I said frantically.

"Yes....yes....yes," I gave them my address and within ten minutes an ambulance pulled up to my house.

They rushed in with a stretcher and oxygen machine. They lifted my mum onto it, putting an oxygen mask over her face.

I was crying. No, sobbing.

"I love you Mum!" I screamed "over the moon and to the stars."

I ran out to my car, following the ambulance, I hadn't got the chance to thank the jogger and all I wanted to do was call Bella.

(Ahhhh okay, this is so sad for me to even write.... xx hxrryxkiwi)