Shattered

Chapter Seven

*Hey guys! I'm reaallllyyyy sorry i haven't updated in a while but i will try to update more often (on this story and all of my other ones) because i'm on summer break :P thank you guys so much for reading and comment vote and read my other stories :D thanks and i love you all*

- Hollie 

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I turned around and pushed past Harry, almost knocking the poor boy over. I ran down the street and wiped my cheeks, which were tear stained. 

"HADLEY!" I heard Harry shriek. I didn't dare turn around. 

"HADLEY WAIT!" I could hear his heavy boots clunk behind me. I slowed my pace and crumpled to the ground, falling into a heap of tears. Harry bent down and hugged my petite body. I glanced up at him, and his eyes were glassy. 

"Harry I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything. For my Dad, you didn't have to see anything of that. I'm sorry for  dragging you into my ugly pathetic life. I'm s-sorry." I sobbed, hugging his body. He smelt good, like home. I felt safe in his arms. Like no one could harm me. 

"Babe don't apologize. I kind of got myself into this mess. It's okay." He rubbed circles in my back and I sobbed into his fuzzy sweater, tugging at his stomach. 

"Can I tell you something?" He glanced down at me and I nodded, still hiccuping from my break down. 

"Ever since I met you, I haven't been suicidal, and management says I've been a lot happier. They're thinking of taking me out of that hospital." He smiled. So did I. I hugged him.

"Harry that's awesome!" I laughed. I know how hard it is to pull yourself out of that stage, where you're stuck in an infinite circle of depression. 

"I was wondering if you wanted to come back to my place... You know... Because you have nowhere to go..." He smiled and I picked myself up off the ground. 

"Yeah... That's be great." We walked to his apartment which took forever, but I didn't complain. His apartment was very well kept together. Clean and minimal decorations. 

"It's not much, but it's home for now." The 'for now' part made my stomach drop. 

Wait, what was I thinking? 

I couldn't actually fall in love with him...?

Could I?

"Hadley..." I snapped out of my thoughts and smiled. 

"I asked if you wanted something to eat." He chuckled. I shook my head, even though I was starving. He nodded and awkwardly took a spot on the couch, his hands folded in his lap, clearly unsure of what to do. To brake the awkwardness, I took a seat right beside him, making him loosen up. 

"So Hadley, tell me about yourself." 

"Well, I was beat as a kid-"

"No, not that. Tell me about yourself." He smirked and I paused for a minute. 

"Well, my original name is Zoe, but my parent's liked Hadley, my middle name better, so I was always called Hadley, or, Hads, um, I am allergic to celery and I don't like mustard, I don't like to read very much, um, I don't really know..." I chuckled. 

"Zoe..." I heard Harry mumble.

"I like that name." I giggled.

"Than I give you permission to call me Zoe." I smiled. 

"So, Harry Styles, tell me something." 

"Anything love." 

"What made you fall in love with me?"