Ever Since New York

Chapter 15: End of the Day

After the whole incident that happened at the store, I tried calling and texting Harry. No answer. Leave it to me to mess things up so quickly. I felt so toxic when it came to love. Of course I knew Harry loved me, but I just didn't know if we were going to be able to get through something like this. He never really told me what happened between him and Caleb, but it had to have been really bad the way his voice sounded. Oh god. I did that to him. I made him sound so broken. I'm a monster.

I was crying so hard against my pillow, when I heard a soft knock at my door. 

"Go away," I said through my sobs. "Macey, please stop crying," said Kayla as she came into my room and sat next to me on my bed. "I can't! I'm such a fucked up person. You warned me about Caleb and I still pursued him." "But you didn't know Harry was going to call as you went to cancel your plans with Caleb," she said trying to make me feel better. She rubbing my back as I continued to sob into my pillow. Nothing was going to make me feel better, until Harry picked up his god damn phone and answered me.

I knew he wasn't going to answer though. I felt Kayla move to get up. I didn't know why she got up, but I just kept crying. 

When she came back she slightly rolled me onto my side to face her. She had a box of tissues. "Clean yourself up, beautiful," she smiled her welcoming smile that I always loved. I took some tissues and sat up as I cleaned my nose up. Then I grabbed another one to wipe the tears from my eyes. When I looked at her, I knew I must look like shit, but she still smiled at me like I wasn't crying at all.

"Kayla what if Harry never forgives me?" 

"Please don't talk like that Macey. I saw the way that boy looks at you. He loves you so much," she said as she held my hands in hers. I smiled at her, then threw myself back onto my bed as  I started crying once more.

Eventually, Kayla walked out so I could rest. My mind was filled with all things Harry. His smile. His laugh. His gorgeous green eyes. His hands holding mine. His arms embracing me so tightly I could barely breathe. Then I started having a nightmare. Harry was holding me in his arms until he wasn't and I was alone. Arms wrapped around me. They didn't have Harry's tattoos that I loved so much. The foreign arms spun me around to look at the face that owned them. It was Caleb. I tried to run away and scream for help, but he just held me there. His hands went up to my throat and started to squeeze. He was taking the life out of me and there was nothing that could be done about.

I was woken up from my nightmare, by me falling out of bed. I had fallen on my face and I was sweating from having such a bad nightmare. My hands immediately went to my throat where the Caleb in my dream was just moments ago. There was nothing holding it anymore.

I ran to the bathroom to look in the mirror. Nothing. No bruises or anything. I sighed in relief, then turned the sink on so I could splash cold water on my face. 

When I went back to my bed and looked at my phone it was just 10 minutes after 9. Had I really cried for a few hours, then fell asleep for another few. Right now for Harry, it was 1 in the afternoon and I wondered if he was thinking of me the way I was thinking of him. I decided to try and call.

It went to voicemail after a few rings. I left a message.

"Hey Harry. I know you're probably super mad at me right now and trust me I am mad at myself. Just please, please call me or text. I miss you..." My voice trailed off as I felt myself start to cry again.

I hung up and threw my phone on my bed. I didn't know that I could hurt him this bad for him not to respond to me. I put the sweater that I snuck from his room on and breathed in his amazing scent. The smell of his cologne just gave me so much comfort as if he was here with me.

I walked downstairs in Harry's sweater to see the TV on, but no Kayla in sight. When I came around the corner of the couch I saw her sleeping very peacefully. I smiled as I grabbed a blanket and covered her up. 

I was sitting on the kitchen counter, drinking my coffee and scrolling through twitter when I got a text from the boys. It appears they had made a group chat without Harry in it.

From Louis: Hey Macey, it's Louis here

From Niall: Liam and I are here too

From Liam: Hey

From me: Hey guys. What are you doing texting me? I've been trying to get a hold of Harry ever since the store earlier today

From Niall: Yeah we know. He's been in his bunk bed all day. 

From Liam: I could hear him crying, then eventually he fell asleep

From me: Isn't like 2 in the afternoon though?

From Louis: Yeah...He missed rehearsals today. He is really upset.

From me: It's all my fault. I ran into my ex at the store and invited me to coffee tomorrow and I said yes. 

From Niall: What???

From me: I have zero feelings for him, but I didn't want to be rude. When Kayla convinced me that it was a bad idea, I went back to cancel. Harry called me right as I was arguing with my ex

From Louis: And your ex took your phone. Yeah I could hear the anger in his tone and he would never talk to you like that ever.

From Liam: Macey, he is as broken as I'm sure you are right now. But I know that no matter what at the end of the day, he loves you with his whole heart. You guys are going to work it out. I know it.

I stopped texting after that. "At the end of the day," I whispered to myself, "Harry would always belong to me and I would belong to him."

But what happens at the end of the day when he isn't beside me, telling me everything is going to be ok?

//Sooo writer's block is absolutely not fun at all!!! I'm really really sorry if you are reading still and are expecting more chapters. This fight between Macey and Harry that I wrote, kind of messed me up a little xD I wasn't expecting at all to be honest, but it's what my mind wanted. Chapter 16 with be up as soon as I finish it. It's almost done though so be ready!!