8- Taken

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Why had I been so stupid? Of course it was my entire fault! If I had explained to Harry from the very beginning that I wasn’t cheating on him, then none of this drama would have happened. I’m a complete idiot. I had locked myself in my room and curled up against the headboard of my bed and was crying into my arms. My room felt like a safe haven where I could let all of my emotions spill out and no one would ever know. After wiping away the remaining tears I sighed and got up to fix the mess I had created of the makeup on my face.

Liam had been rather surprised when I had spilled the beans to him about Sam. He knew that Harry and I were apart at the moment, but didn’t know why. Now he understood that Sam was my brother. I loved him so much... that was why I had agreed to my mom that I would help tutor him on a few weekdays. Pacing my room quietly, I contemplated on whether or not I should go out and face whatever the world was going to throw at me today. But something made me want to just stay in my safe haven. Of course, that was before I heard a knock on the door. I slumped onto my bed and called through the duvet.

“Go away.”

“Christina it’s Liam... I just wanted to know if you’re okay,” Liam’s familiar voice called through the muffled door. I tentatively got up and opened the door, but before he could come in and sit I flung myself into his arms. Liam wrapped his arms around me gently and walked into the room.

“I talked to Harry...”

“YOU TOLD HIM?” I shouted instantly. I knew Liam would tell Harry! UGH! Why did I trust him! Liam’s eyes looked taken aback as he regained his composure and sat on the edge of the bed next to me.

“I didn’t think I had a choice. You guys broke up because of a miscommunication- now everything is explained so we can all move on.” I sighed... Liam did have a point; and a very good one at that.

“Well now what should we do? Get back together? I don’t think I want to get back together with him Liam...” I said instantly. It wasn’t entirely true, but the feeling I had towards Harry at the moment wasn’t a merciful one.

“What? You don’t want to date him anymore?” Liam said surprised.

“Liam... he broke my heart. It’s not something that I can just forget about. He needs to know how much he hurt me. Harry broke up with me for no reason that I was aware of. Even though it’s all my fault. He shouldn’t forgive me either for what I did.” My head hung and my eyes glued to the carpet below our dangling feet. Liam reached an arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer for comfort.

“I guess I understand; but Christina, Harry wants you back. You should know that.” I lifted my gaze up to meet Liam’s and I could tell by the way that he stared at me that he was telling the honest truth.

“He does? But why? I don’t deserve him, it was all my fault, remember?” I said shaking my head in confusion.

“Now that Harry doesn’t have you... it’s like he realizes what he’s missing. He knows he wants you back. But now that you’re spending time with someone else, he knows he loves you.”

“Harry’s messing with my head... I swear that’s what he does best. He says there’s nothing that he won’t do for me... but I think he only wants me now because I’m ‘taken’,” I imitated air quotes. Liam sighed and stood up.

“I can’t make decisions for you Chrissy, but just remember that if you ever need to talk I’m here,” Liam flashed me one more supportive smile before leaving me in my quiet room again.

Why did it seem like now that he can't have me...he suddenly wants me?

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