You Make My Heart Race (One Direction Fanfiction)

Heartbreaking news

A/N: Hey again I worked on this for like 4 hours and it's still not very long Iit's the most productive thing I've done all day. I hope you like it :) well it's a bit sad but yeah it's kinda just making it so I can continue the story on in the direction I want it to. yep. comment and vote and I'll put up the next chapter.

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As soon as I catch sight of the visitor I run upstairs and breakdown I just cry I don't even know why, well I have a gut feeling to why the visitor is here that is the main reason a sudden sadness has washed over me.

My life never stays perfect for long I had Harry a loving family a nice home but all of that can be taken away from you in a second I realise now. I trusted her I didn't think she could do this to me and I had a gut feeling that something would happen something always goes terribly wrong but I trusted her I thought she would be safe that she could deal on her own.

I don't know for sure why they are here but I have a fairly good idea. A knock on the door brings me out of my sad and angry thoughts and I slowly make my way down the stairs to the door. The knock is repeated and I start to get angry. Shouldn't they realise how hard it is for me to open that door, opening that door means for my whole life to be changed my whole world. to be flipped upside down.

No they don't know is the answer Charlotte you need to calm down. I reach out my weak hand towards the cold silver doorknob and slowly but surely open the door. I open the door to a man standing there in his black and white uniform and his hat in his hands. "Hello miss" he slowly says weakly smiling his eyes searching my sad face.

"Hi" I answer. I know why you're here I think to myself just say it do it say it give me the news. "I'm...I'm sorry to inform you but your mother has passed away" He says his eyes slowly saddening.

I drop to the floor tears streaming down my face. Nothing could've prepared me for those verbal bullets hitting my body my mother, my own mother has passed away.

"I'm sorry" and a piece of paper is all the policeman left me with but that was enough.

You see my mother is an alcoholic well was...it all started when my mum found out my dad was cheating on her so we moved we moved far away from that life and came to the UK. She never told me how she actually found out and what she actually found out about my dad but I knew it was a tender spot for her so I never asked.

She was there for me but I was there for her more than she was there for me. When she had problems I was the one who would hide her alcohol and keep an eye on her but when I went to sleep at night she would go out and buy a bottle and I knew this because in the morning I could smell the liquor on her breath.

I hear footsteps slowly creep towards me so I fold up the piece of paper and slip it into my jersey pocket then a warm hand touches my back and I look up to see Harry standing there with a worried expression on his face. "Are you ok? What happened? Why was he here?" Harry asks "I'm sorry you don't need to talk about it if you don't want to" he continues to say. "Come on. Let's shut the door and get you warm" I just let Harry do what he wanta as I was fragile and in no right mind able to push him away.

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I wake up to a curly head of hair smothering my face and I instantly check under the covers to see if I'm wearing clothes. Phew I think to myself I am. "Harry, wake up" I whisper stroking my fingers through his hair to gently awaken him. I hear him grumble and turn around facing me.

"Since when did I allow you to sleep in my bed" I ask. "Uhmm...well you fell asleep when I was carrying you upstairs so I took your shoes off and put you into bed and then I lay down and accidentally fell asleep myself" he smiles.