High Walls// LS

Chapter 1-Harry

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Chapter 1

I finally manage to pull myself up out of bed for the first time in a few days. I miss my mother, and she's not staying at Gemma's with us, so today I'm going to go visit her. Before heading downstairs, I quickly get dressed and grab the plate of breakfast my sister had brought me this morning. She was so understanding at times like these.

I thank God for Gemma. She truly is the only thing, besides mom, that gets me through these dark days. I put her through so much shit, and she just sits there and takes every blow with grace and love.

I walk into the kitchen and instantly I'm greeted with a big bear hug from Michal. "I missed seeing that smiling face down here," he says patting me on the back.

A genuine smile crosses my face, even if it only last a second.

"I missed you as well Mikey, where's Gem?" I respond, placing my dishes in their kitchen sink.

"She just ran out to the store to get a few things, but she should be back soon," he says. "I can make you some lunch if you'd like."

"That's alright. I'm going head over to mom's, so I'm sure she will have something I can snack on. Thank you though. Tell Gemma I will be back for dinner please." I call back to him, grabbing my keys and heading out the door.

I hear a quick "Definitely" before I shut the door. After turning on my car, I notice the familiar voice that floods through the speakers. Of fucking course. Goose bumps cover my body within a split second, and I can feel myself becoming overwhelmed. I focus on my breathing, trying to calm down using the techniques my therapist had taught me. The last thing I need is a panic attack right before I see my mom.

Quickly changing the station, I somehow manage to pull myself out of my head and out of my sister's driveway.

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"Oh my sweet Harry. I missed you so much, baby." my mother says as she pulls me into her arms. The tears swell in my eyes as her warm embrace feels me with a foreign sense of comfort.

"Hi mum," I quietly respond burying my head into her shoulder.

She pulls back and holds my face in-between her hands, "How are you?"

"I'm okay. I'm assuming Gemma has kept you updated," I question, walking in to the dining room.

"Sit down, Harry."

I listen to her instructions and plop down in one of the chairs. She sits down across from me and places her reading glasses on the table between us. "Louis-"

"Mom, I do not want to talk about him."

She glances at me and grabs my hands, holding them over the table. "We are going talk about it. Sit back and listen, don't say a word if you don't want to. I'm going to talk though."

I breath heavily and meet her eyes, mine quickly watering. "Okay," I respond.

"Louis has been calling both your sister and I over the last 3 weeks. He tells me that all the other boys have reached out to you as well to talk about a reunion tour. Why have you not mentioned that to me?" She ask me while squeezing my hands.

I scoff and roll my eyes, "Mum, I didn't tell you because it is not happening. I'm plenty satisfied with my life now. I don't need those cucks messing up everything I have accomplished."

She shakes her head and raises her voice to match my volume, "Do not talk to me like that. I'm your mother and I see right through your bullshit. Gemma might deal with your smart ass remarks, but I won't. Remember that those boys are the reason you are here today."

Sitting back and crossing her arms, she gives me a look that makes me realize the words I've just said.

"I'm sorry, I am just having a hard time," I say quietly, feeling sick for making her so upset. "I didn't mean that, you know the reason I can't go back."

She gives me a knowing look, "Call him. Talk to him. I'm going sit here with you, and after I will hold you and we can watch Gossip Girl reruns."

I look up at her in shock. I can't believe I came here, I should have just stayed in bed. "No way in hell," I say getting up from the table. I feel myself fuming at anger at her proposal and I decide it is best if I leave, before I say something insensitive.

"Sit down and do what we both know you need to. You need to hear his opinion before you run away." She says calmly, not even rising from her chair. "You are better than this, Harry."

I stop at the door way of the dining room and let her words process. Do I really need to talk to him, or will it ruin me? Should I give him the chance, after all this time, to tell me why I should even consider it? Am I just running away?

I turn around and lean against the wall, "He's going to change my mind," I say with a frown on my lips.

"Maybe so, but it wouldn't be a bad thing. You had the best time with those lads, and it wouldn't be the worst thing to have a break from your solo career. Get back on the road and just have a few months of fun," she replies. "I know he hurt you, but that was a long time ago. All of you have grown up now, and it would be different. You've had relationships since then, he has a child-"

"You don't have to remind me of that, mum," I huff out, sending her a glare. "I will call him, and I will let him talk, for you. I don't want him to keep harassing you and Gem"

She softly smiles, and pats the chair next to her.

I listen to her unspoken request, and sit beside her. Taking my phone out of my pocket, a shaky breath passes through my lips. I can't believe I'm doing this.

All I have to do is ask him to stop harassing my family; then I can try to fully move on with my life. 

I dial the number that I know by heart, but my finger stalls over the call button. "You can do this," my mum encourages, rubbing my shoulder.

I press the button and put the phone up to my ear.

Every ring makes time go slower, and my heart beat faster.

"Harry"

I close my eyes at the sound of his voice, instantly feeling my heart drop down to my stomach.

Breathing out, I quietly respond, "Louis."