One Direction imagine/preferences #wattys2016

Half a heart

Harry: Bet my friends' been telling you I'm not doing much better.

Three months. It's been three months since you and Harry broke up. He kept forgetting to call while he was on tour and more rumors started to arise, which you began to believe due to his distance lately. He was stuck in your once shared flat left with all the memories of you two together haunting him. Once in a while he would build up the courage to get outside and try to get out of this funk but every time he did, he saw you walking around with your friends smiling and all better. You never noticed him until today when you were getting a quick coffee at Starbucks. He sat at the corner of the shop near the door, his head down in his large hands. His body shook from time to time. Feeling bad you quickly wrote a quick note on a small piece of paper. You let out a sigh and as you walked past him to leave, you placed the note in front of him. He didn't notice it until he moved his hands away from his eyes to dry them on his jeans. He picked up the note and squinted, attempting to read it through the blur of his tears. "Everything will be okay. I promise. x"