It was pretty tense between us lately. I was mad cause I barely got to see him these days. He was either on tour or out with his friends. It was driving me insane. Every night I would stay up til 2am just to make sure he's sober enough to walk up the stairs.
It's become a routine by now. He comes home drunk. He asks me cutely whether I could help him go to bed. He falls asleep. He wakes up with the worst hangover possible (if I'm lucky cause if I'm not he wakes up during the night to throw up and I've got to take care of him).
Tonight that was it. I've decided to confront him about that cause if he doesn't change then I don't think that there is still a place for me in his life. Alcohol and friends took my spot.
I was lying on the couch watching Dr stupid reality show when I heard jiggling of keys and soon after that a half sober Harry appeared. He looked at me with tired eyes.
"Look he decided to appear" I snapped at him still looking at the TV.
"I don't need this right now.." he slurred and started walking towards the stairs.
"Well neither do I but it is something that has to be done Harry" I started standing up from the couch and following him upstairs. "All you've been doing for the past weeks is getting completely wasted with your dumb friends! I'm sick of it Harry. Literally sick. I can't even look at you right now!" I said angrily.
"Then don't! Jesus you're so fucking annoying sometimes! You don't own me so let me have a life!" He yelled and I flinched. He's never raised his voice. He was changing.
"Yeah, yell at me.. you can tick this off of your list "how to ruin my relationship in a few weeks". Congratulations. It's now complete." His face fell. I could see how he was sobering up trying to understand what I just said. I turned on my heel and walked down the stairs. I really didn't want to give him the satisfaction of seeing me crying.
"Baby no..." I heard him behind me. He rushed after me tripping over his own two feet. "Baby no.." he repeated grabbing gently my wrist as I was making my way to the front door. "Baby noo.." it came out as a cry. Hearing him cry was breaking my heart.
I wanted to open the door but he closed it quickly and pressed his back to it so that I couldn't get out.
"Harry stop making it harder.." I whispered trying to stop the tears from falling.
"Baby no" he whispered. "Please stay. I didn't mean anything I said. Please believe me. I know I've been an ass lately but I swear to God I'm going to do anything. Anything." I was still looking at the ground. Of course I didn't want to leave but I couldn't do this anymore. "I've been just so stressed out lately and I though that drowning it in a glass will make it all go away but it was the last time I swear. Please, kitten, I'm begging. I'm literally begging." He said kneeling down.
"Why didn't you come to me? Why turning to the alcohol Harry? It doesn't make any sense to me.." I was still crying my eyes out.
"I... I-I don't know. I just didn't want to bother you I guess. I thought I can handle this on my own and when I realized that it's not working I got even more mad. And.. and took it out on you today. I'm so sorry, kitten. Please don't leave." He was a mess at this point. I couldn't even understand some of the words he was saying. I came closer to him and he wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Shhh..." I tried to calm him down by running my hands through his hair. "Let's go to bed, yeah? We can talk about it in the morning" I said helping him get up.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you..." He kept repeating as we were making our way upstairs. I giggled.
We climbed on the bed and he pulled me close to his chest.
"I really do love you" he whispered in my ear.
"I love you too. Now get some sleep, little baby" I said and smiled when he kissed my cheek gently. He tightened his grip and pulled me even closer.
"Thani you" was the last thing he said before drifting off to sleep.
This boy was really something different..
