Past, Present, No Future. (Harry Styles)

67. Same Mistakes

~ Harry's _ POV +

"Hey, how did it go with Vanessa?" Gen asked when I walked through the door, "Where is Vanessa?"

I ignored her going up the stairs.

You can ask me what happened with Vanessa, but I wouldn't know.

But to me it sounded like I just lost my girl, I didn't want to tell anyone that and I sure didn't want to stay around after that.

I went into the guest room grabbing my suitcase from the corner of the room and began pulling my clothes out of the drawers.

"What are you doing?" Gen asked walking into the room.

"Packing"

"Why?" she asked making in me roll my eyes.

"Because, Gen, I don't have a reason to be here anymore" I told her, "I came for Vanessa and she doesn't want me here, so I'm leaving"

"Why on earth wouldn't she want you here?" she asked.

I stopped looking at her, "Just...forget it" I sigh going back to packing my suitcase.

"Harry, just tell me what happened?" she urged trying to close the suitcase.

I pushed her away getting my shirts.

"Fine" she said sounding annoyed, she turned around for the door.

"Where are you going?" I asked her.

"To go check on Vanessa" she answered, "Because I'm pretty sure she's alone somewhere needing to talk to someone. And if you're not going to be that someone I am" she said glaring at me before leaving.

I sighed throwing the shirt I had to the ground and pulling at my hair.

I always find a way to fuck something up, especially the best parts.

I sat on the bed trying to think of everything going on and the scene kept playing in my head.

And I can only think of one person to talk too.

Getting up from the bed I went to the room next to the one I was in.

"Meridith?" I said opening the door.

She mumbled in a small raspy voice looking over to where I was, "Harry" she smiled.

I smiled softly walking over to her, "How are you feeling?" I asked kneeling by her bed.

"I can ask you the same thing" she said, "I heard the argument next door"

"I'm sorry"

"Are you leaving?" she asked.

I nodded, "I'm thinking about it"

She motioned me to come closer.

"Why are you thinking about leaving?" Meredith asked.

"There's not much reason for me to be here" I answered.

"That's not the first time I hear that you know" she said making me confused.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"If I tell you," she began, "Will you tell Vanessa and Liam if I am not able too?"

"Why wouldn't you be able to" I asked her.

"Harold, I'm ill. I am not going to be around for long"

I nodded in answer, even more confused.

"Karen called me once, after not speaking to me in so long, she called me. Sobbing, saying she was scared of her husband"

I waited for her to continue her story.