Hey guys!! I updated the last chapter because I didn't like the ending and changed it to her just sobbing. so no more problems with her mom. Plus, she died of cancer so, it didn't make sense.
Song: One- Ed Sheeran
Ellie's POV:
No matter how much I hit him, Harry wouldn't give up. His arms were tightening against my back and I finally grew tired, sinking against his chest and continuing to sob.
"You're okay," he whispered.
"No I'm not. I'm nothing," I sobbed, the memories of my mother snorting cocaine off the glass coffee table and then beating me displaying like a movie.
"Ellie, please," he begged. "What's wrong?" Trying to control my breathing, it felt like my heart was caving in. Everything over the last few weeks was finally catching up with me. Actually, everything that had happened since my mom died had managed to catch up with me. It grew cooler as we sat there and I finally calmed the hell down enough to speak.
"Life has finally caught up with me," I croaked, my voice hoarse and gravelly.
"Shhhhh," he cooed. "You're okay. It's gonna be okay. You're one of the strongest people I know. We can get through this together." Feeling more tears slowly trickle down my cheeks, I took a deep breath.
"Will you sing?" I asked, wiping under my eyes and letting out a sigh.
"What do you want me to sing?" he smiled.
"Anything."
"My hands,
Your hands
Tied up
Like two ships.
Drifting
Weightless.
Waves try to break it.
I'd do anything to save it.
Why is it so hard to say it?
My heart,
Your heart
Sit tight like book ends.
Pages
Between us
Written with no end.
So many words we're not saying.
Don't wanna wait 'til it's gone.
You make me strong.
I'm sorry if I say, "I need you."
But I don't care,
I'm not scared of love.
'Cause when I'm not with you I'm weaker.
Is that so wrong?
Is it so wrong
That you make me strong?
Think of
How much
Love that's been wasted.
People
Always
Trying to escape it.
Move on to stop their heart breaking.
But there's nothing I'm running from.
You make me strong.
I'm sorry if I say, "I need you."
But I don't care,
I'm not scared of love.
'Cause when I'm not with you I'm weaker.
Is that so wrong?
Is it so wrong?
So, baby, hold on to my heart, oh, oh.
Need you to keep me from falling apart.
I'll always hold on.
'Cause you make me strong.
I'm sorry if I say, "I need you."
But I don't care.
I'm not scared of love.
'Cause when I'm not with you I'm weaker.
Is that so wrong?
Is it so wrong?
I'm sorry if I say, "I need you."
But I don't care,
I'm not scared of love.
'Cause when I'm not with you I'm weaker.
Is that so wrong?
Is it so wrong
That you make me strong?
I'm sorry if I say, "I need you."
But I don't care,
I'm not scared of love.
'Cause when I'm not with you I'm weaker.
Is that so wrong?
Is it so wrong
That you make me strong?" I took a final deep breath as he kissed my forehead before we stood up and walked back to his house. I didn't know how or why I had broken so much. I mean, yeah, life was tough, but I knew there was something deeper that I couldn't quite put my finger on. Once we got back to his house, I went to the bathroom to clean myself up and good Lord, I looked like hell. Splashing cold water on my face a few times and patting it dry with one of Harry's dirty t-shirts, I let out a sigh as I heard a small knock on the door.
"Yeah?" I said quietly.
"You okay, babe?" Harry murmured.
"I'll be out in just a second," I sighed, wishing I had the time to make my face look less red and splotchy. Walking back toward the door and unlocking it, Harry leaned against the door frame as I swung the door open slowly.
"Hey," he smiled.
"Hey," I chuckled. His long, warm arms secured around my torso and I never wanted him to let me go.
"Harry?"
"Yes, love?"
"I think I should probably give my dad another chance."
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FanfictionMeet Ellie. A tall basketball player with big dreams. Trying to find her place not only in high school, but the world, she meets Harry. Harry at first is kind of rude and vey closed off. They both find out that they've had the same basketball coach...
