The City's Going To Save Her [A Harry Styles Fanfic]

Together Again

            I didn’t know where to go. I had now been kicked out of two places in the span of one week. I was thinking those odds would seriously hinder my chance of finding a new roommate.

          I could just see the ad in my mind: SINGLE Canadian girl in search of a home. Is the ideal roommate, that is if you are looking for someone who will steal your boyfriend and break your heart. But doesn’t smoke or own pets, so please pick me as your new roommate.

            As I aimlessly walked the streets of London I found myself checking my phone every few seconds to see if Harry had called. Spoiler alert: He hadn’t.

            When it started to rain I knew I had to find some place to go. I could just go to the cafe, but to be honest I wanted be at home. That way I could cry alone. But the problem was, I didn’t really have a home at the moment.

            In a last ditch attempt, I called Gemma. She didn’t pick up. I didn’t know if it was because she was busy or because she knew that I had hurt Harry, the one thing I had told her I wasn’t going to do. Either way, it looked like she wasn’t going to give me a place to stay.

            I couldn’t very well call one of the boys because A) they were flying to Melbourne in t-minus five hours and B) I had totally been a bitch to Harry and I think there’s something in the bro code about not fraternizing with girls who break hearts. Or something like that.

            That left me with essentially one option: my literal home. Need I explain why I wanted to avoid that place? But that’s where I ended up.

            I had keys, but decided it would be better if I knocked. My heart rate picked up as I heard footsteps walking towards the door. Please be Olivia, I thought.

            The door opened and just like that I was standing face to face with Sydney. We both stood there awkwardly until I finally said, “Hi.” LAME, my brain shouted at me, but to my surprise it worked because Sydney said hi back and then stepped aside so I could enter the flat.

            I don’t know if she let me in because this meant we weren’t fighting anymore, or because my red puffy eyes and frizzy hair made me look pathetic. Either way it worked because I was in!

            We both stood in the foyer staring at each other. I still had my coat on even though the rain had started to soak through. There were still raindrops on my glasses too, but I made no move to clean them off.

            Sydney looked at me with an unreadable expression. I didn’t know whether it was better to wait for her to speak first or if I should. I opened my mouth to say that I was sorry but Sydney spoke first.

            “I just need to know one thing, and I think I already know the answer, but I want to hear you say it.” She looked at me and I knew what she was going to ask me. I could see it in her eyes. I think she could see the answer in my eyes too.

            “Do you love him?” She said it in a whisper, I think so the words wouldn’t hurt as much, but they made me cry anyways.

            I couldn’t say anything so I just nodded my head and cried harder. In a matter of seconds Sydney had wrapped her arms around me in a giant bear hug.   

            “I’m sorry and I know that’s not enough, but I mean it.” My words came out muffled because I was still being squeezed to death in Sydney’s bear hug.

            “It is enough.” That’s all she said, but I knew she meant it. In that moment I felt whole once again, okay almost whole because if you remember my heart was still smashed into itty bitty pieces, but I had my best friend back, so at least I felt a little better. I think Sydney felt the same because she started crying too. It’s safe to say we were a mess.

            I heard the door open and Sydney finally released me from the embrace. I turned to see Olivia entering the flat. The sight of her two best friends in the same room seemed to make Liv emotional too because tears started welling up in her eyes. Before I knew it we were all hugging each other and saying sorry like a blubbering idiots.

            Finally we broke free and Olivia turned to me excitedly, “So are you two finally together?” They both looked expectantly at me. I just shook my head.

            “What!?” Sydney yelled indignantly. “I’ll make tea,” Olivia said as she rushed off to turn on the kettle. We all settled in at the kitchen table and I told them everything. And I mean everything. Like from the time Harry came through my window, to the night on the rooftop, all the way to just a few hours ago when it all ended.

            I looked at my friends and they held the same sad expression that I did. “I never told him.” I said quietly. “I never told him I loved him.”

“So he’s on his way to the airport now?” Olivia asked when I had finally finished.  I looked at my watch. “He boards in exactly one hour and 17 minutes.” I said defeated.

            “Then let’s go stop him!!” Sydney yelled getting up from the table.

            “What? No. We can’t do that!” I said. Spontaneous and I did not get along very well together if you remember.

            “That’s a great idea.” Olivia chimed in. “We’re going!” And that was final. We were going. 

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